I randomly peeked outside the window not expecting anything more but mere fog and darkness.
But what I saw was more than my heart expected. A strange black human-like figure was just standing there. It wore a shroud and clutched a deadly scythe.
My heart ached and threatening sweat broke down as I rubbed my eyes. I still couldn't believe my eyes.
At Sudden, he moved back and looked at me. His vicious blood red eyes stained my soul away.
It walked near, and near our cottage.
My soul was leaching away to his very steps closer and closer.
I moved back and ran out of the room. All my brain did was search warrant for him. I ran down the stair incautiously and to the very last stair. I fell down. On the floor with broken shoulder and a groan. My vocal cords were hiding under my breath but for all I could care is to find him.
I didn't bother to knock the room but passed by. It was already opened though. The lights were turned off and the only source of eyes came from the moonlight outside the window, above his bed. I slowly walked towards him where he slept peacefully. Whereas I was in the end of world war.
I peeked outside the window but it was all grass and breeze with a beautiful moon.
Neither I had the courage to sleep alone nor do I want to wake him up. It probably was Grim Reaper, isn't it? I can't believe the tales my grandmother told me were conventional. But maybe he was a burglar. Whatever he was, something was odd about his presence.
I sat on his bed which was placed in the middle of the room unlike mine which was at the corner. The bedsheet were grey and white or what it felt like in the darkness.
I covered my legs in the same blanket as him hesitantly, unwilling to wake him up. But I did grabbed his large and warm large in mine. Maybe it wasn't a gentle grab but mire like a hard squeeze.
Suddenly, when I dared not close my eyes he shifted towards me and wrapped his arms against me. My face was tugged against his chest his one arm rubbed my back softly. The other arm was on my head, gently playing with my hair.
I wanted to hug back....
But heartbeat was thumping and pumping. As I was on the last stage of death by love, he placed his one leg in between of my two legs. My eyes widen but before I could even react his other leg was on laid on my waist. Lazy panda.
He were literally locked. In one breath as I gathered courage, I placed my one hand against his back and other passed his neck. I swear his shoulder is pretty wide.
With just one or two blinks my eyes shut for forever. I mean, I didn't died! As I opened my eyes, it was still dark outside. But I could see his face more clearly than last night.
His plumped lips and beautiful face.
I tried to get up since I didn't wanted to have an awkward situation where the both of us would woke up feeling shy and all lovy-dovy.
With all my force I tried to pull his hands off me. But they weren't even moving an inch. I tried again but they were literally steel rods. Irrespective of how I tried they were adamantine.
'Hyung, move your hands,' I whispered. I moved closer and whispered in his ears again.
'Five minutes more...,' he said with his morning voice and eyes closed. But for some reason my heart pounded...thumb...thump....thumb...thump
What five minutes more, am I his wife or something? Is he enjoying this?
Finally, something like ten minutes he woke up but I felt asleep.
The bright light from outside the window woke me up. After adjusting my eyes to the light, I sat on my bed and yawned like a lazy panda. And of course how can I even forgot to rub my butt then? The tender winds blew messed side locks. I looked outside the window and it sure was fascinating. Green grass with a few horses and cow and the sun above. It also had like a barn which I didn't saw yesterday. Also, my enemy, his dog which I dislike the most was chasing the hens.
Hyung had already milked the cow by the time I approached to him, 'Hyung, you could have called me for this' I said.
But his answer wasn't in words. He stood up and smiled looking at me. He wore a hard and crossed pattern shirt tugged out of a white pent. He titled his head and blinked with his cat eyes.
He leaned forward and pressed his tuple lips on my cheek.
W-what? I shivered nervously. He quickly moved back and said, 'You're up sweetheart' in a sexy husband tone.
"You're awake sweetheart," in a sexy husband voice.
Ahhhh! I attacked his shoulder with a fist and punched his chest. Idiot! He just giggled softly seeing me all blushed up.
'Don't try to be a oppa, okay,' I crossed my arms and said in a cocky tone.
He giggled and said, 'Go, and get the eggs from the chickens,' and pointed at the left.
I quickly stormed off to the small chicken poultry. Get the eggs from chicken, do I have to to do surgery to get the eggs out just like human babies?
But for on reason, what was that kiss for? Though his cheeks were surely plumped.
The chicken poultry was covered by a net from side to side and a door in the middle. I entered through the door and saw white chicken's doing all kinds of stuff. The mother hen's, the aunties and the little chicks and one alpha male. Almost like a human colony.
I sat in an asian squat and muttered to myself, 'I can resemble myself with them, stuck in a cage to get slaughtered one day! But still, at least they have a life unlike me. Their life outside the cage is impossible with all those predators and so do I. But every single person I met is so helpful to me...'
'Oh! So you resemble yourself with these chickens,' someone said from behind.
I abruptly looked back to saw the culprit. It was Kim Seokjin who caught be red handed saying something I shouldn't,
'H-hyung,' I uttered nervously and asked, 'Did you hear all that?'
But he wasn't even standing there, he was already feeding the chickens. All of them gathered around him. Even the mama chicken's fall for Jin.
I mopped my forehead and grabbed a basket to collect the eggs.
As I moved my hands towards the eggs placed in a nest. A big black cock stood ahead of me, the alpha male!
A long beak and muscular enough...
Suddenly, he jumped on me and attacked with it's beak and laser sharp claws. I was suppressed to ground. I abruptly pulled my hands over my face.
As I opened my eyes, to legs are in front of me. I quickly sat just to see Jin hyung grabbing the legs with it's two legs. He had a angry face on but I was ready for lecture. I suck at literally everything. The cocky cock was still flapping it's wings just to attack me.
'I'll cook you tonight,' he hissed.
Why does he wants to cock me. I panicked and said anxiously, 'Why cook me?'
He laughed, 'Not you, but this bastard' he shacked the cock.
I laughed awkwardly and just wanted to get this chicken done by eating fried chicken wing and a roasted chicken leg.
But hyung has some other plans, he moved closer to me and embraced my hair with his tender palm.
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Lost Prince : Park Jimin
FanfictionIn the midst of a ritual, someone has escaped finding peace and glory, eternal silence of the calm lakes of heaven. He who challenges to fight his father and return the 7 warriors their glory, would he taste triumph or salts on rock. Thy silence on...