"An evil force has risen. In order to defeat it, you must find and gather the seven wonders."
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Jimin listened to the crunching of dry grass underneath him. He exhaled loudly and saw his breath fog in the air. Pulling the sleeves of his thick jacket, the thunder gem bearer marched forward.
Truthfully, Jimin couldn't remember the last time he visited his family's graves— or if he even did after the funeral. His whole idol life was a blur of performances, interviews and speeches. He couldn't even think of the last time he ever enjoyed it.
Throat dry, Jimin looked around the cemetery. Located in the heart of Busan, it was a fairly open area with groups of gravestones distanced from each other by at least ten feet. Despite that, he and Namjoon were the only living souls present.
Just beyond a cemented mausoleum was a black car hidden within the shadows of the trees. Jimin could see one of the ANIMA agents eyeing them from the driver's seat. He shivered slightly under his gaze.
Jimin stopped when he reached a row of graves etched with familiar names. Suddenly it was like his feet were frozen to the ground. He couldn't move. His whole body stiffened and his chest tightened so much that he couldn't breathe.
"Chim?"
Jimin froze upon feeling a hand on his shoulder. Feeling the slight graze of Namjoon's claws, the thunder gem bearer released a sigh of relief.
"Hey, it's okay," Namjoon's deep voice rumbled as he whispered. He hugged Jimin from behind. "Just breathe. I'm right here."
With a small hum, Jimin leaned against Namjoon's chest and felt his breath stagger a bit. The thunder gem bearer glanced down and gently grabbed his lover's purple hand. His claws grazed the skin of wrist.
"Joonie," Jimin took a deep breath. "Thank you."
"For what?," Namjoon placed his chin on the crown of Jimin's head.
Jimin giggled a bit at the touch. He glanced down at the graves and scanned Jihyun's name. "For staying alive... for being with me. I can't imagine how I'd deal with losing you too."
Namjoon tightened his grip around Jimin. He didn't say anything but his warmth was more than enough for the thunder gem bearer.
"I never got to say goodbye to them," Jimin whispered slowly. Namjoon held his hand tighter. "I... I didn't even get a good look at their faces before they—"
Jimin paused when he felt the tears suddenly spill out of his eyes. He sobbed quietly as Namjoon started to rub his hands comfortably.
"I felt so alone, Joonie. I— I had nobody," Jimin sniffled. He felt the tears stream down his cheeks. "I— didn't— I didn't—"
Jimin's legs suddenly gave out and he ended up falling to the ground on his knees. Namjoon fell with him, grip still tight and comforting. The thunder gem bearer held in a choked sob.
