Hidden World (BTS Greek Demigods)

Chapter 6

*The Next Day*

Yoongi was sitting in his studio staring at the computer screen in front of him.  He had just finished a song and was about to start on another that he already had written some lyrics to when a thought struck him.  It had only been a week since Jungkook almost died and they had received no more warnings or updates from the gods or their fellow demigods about the danger that was coming.  It worried him to know that something evil was coming and all demigods were in danger, but not knowing what that evil was or even when it would arrive was the most concerning thing.  Jimin had also told them about a troubling dream that he had had the night before, and all of them immediately knew that they needed to put their guard up in public and be even more alert than usual.  He was brought out of his thoughts by a knock on the door.
"Who is it?"  He called, his tone unimpressed.  He didn't like being interrupted when he was in his studio (similarly when he was sleeping).
"It's Taehyung."  The person piped up.  Yoongi relaxed at this.  "I brought you some food since you missed lunch and I thought you might be hungry."  The son of Hades called through the door.  Yoongi got up and walked over to the door, unlocking it and opening it to see Taehyung with a tray of food and a bottle of water in his hands.  Yoongi smiled at his kind gesture.
"Thank you Tae.  That's really thoughtful of you."  Yoongi thanked him as he took the tray, his smile never faltering.
"With our lifestyle, it's important to eat, even if we are on a break."  Taehyung said.  He paused for a moment before speaking up again.  "Is something else bothering you?  You know you can talk to any of us at any time, right?"  He said more of a statement than a question.
"Yeah, I know."  Yoongi said in an almost tired tone.  In that moment, Taehyung knew that there was a problem.  He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him, took the tray from Yoongi, balancing it with one arm while grabbing Yoongi's wrist with the other hand, and dragged him to the couch against the wall.  Taehyung then put the tray on the table beside the couch and sat down on the couch, pulling Yoongi down with him so they were facing each other.  Once they were face to face on the couch, Taehyung said one word.  One word that he hoped would push Yoongi to tell him his worries.
"Talk."

Yoongi looked at his dongsaeng with slight surprise.  He had never been this forward before.  Was it really that obvious or was Taehyung's perceptive trait, highly similar to his own, shining through?  Either way, Yoongi knew there was no way out of this conversation.
"I was thinking about the fact that we know that all demigods are in danger and we know something evil is coming, but we don't know what it is, how powerful it is, or even when it is coming.  It could even be here already.  After what happened to Jungkook and the dream Jimin had last night, I wouldn't be surprised."  Yoongi said, voicing his concerns.  "What was really concerning is the lack of updates from anyone, whether it be the gods or other demigods, though."  He added.  Taehyung nodded at this, understanding what he meant.  He had thought the same thing just this morning.  It was also going to be especially hard for them since they had to keep their true parentage hidden and that wasn't easy when they were constantly in the public eye and they had millions of fans watching their every move during interviews and when they were out in public. 
"We'll get through this.  I know we will.  All of us have had similar thoughts on the situation.  We've all been in bad situations before and all of us have come out the other side standing strong.  As we long as we stick together, trust and believe in each other, I believe we will all come out the other side of this."  Taehyung said, trying to comfort his friend and fellow demigod.  Yoongi smiled at his comforting words.  They all immensely appreciated everything he brought to the group and it saddened all of them deeply when any of them felt down.  Each of the boys were vastly talented and all of them appreciated and recognised what the others brought to the group.  Everyone was always there for each other, especially if it was something that no one else outside the group themselves knew or could do something about, even if they did get on each other's nerves occasionally.  The seven of them were brothers in all but blood.  They cheered in each other's successes and were always there for each other during the hard times.
"Thank you, Tae."