Blood, Sweat And Tears

Part Thirteen

            Jihyo smiled gratefully at Sana.
             She wasn't dead like Jimin had been led to believe.  She was very much alive, even if her throat was still recovering.
            " Thank you, Sana, "  Jihyo muttered as she embraced the Japanese female. Her long brown - purple hair fell over Sana's shoulder. " You have no idea how grateful I am. It's helping me so much, San."
             Sana smiled too as she hugged her back. The two girls had been friends for years now, though no one but but Sana's cousins Myoui Mina and Hirai Momo knew of their friendship.
              Jimin obviously didn't and couldn't know. He would've instantly disapproved. He would've disapproved of any friendship Jihyo wanted to pursue. He felt that she was too superior for anyone to befriend.
              " Where are you going to go after this?"  Sana asked as they pulled apart.
              The weariness that had been temporarily gone from Jihyo's face returned. She seemed to age ten years in that one moment. She pushed her hair away tiredly.
             "Chaeyoung. "
              Park Chaeyoung was Jimin and Jihyo's cousin who currently lived in Australia. She and her mother lived there to escape the terrors of the drug cartel world, but Chaeyoung, English name Roseanne, still kept in contact with Jihyo.
                Secretly, of course. Sana was fairly sure that Jimin had no idea that Chaeyoung even existed.
                " Are you sure? Why would you? You said before that you'd never put Chaeyoung in danger. If you do go to her you'll be breaking that promise."
                 Jihyo smiled wearily. " I have to, Sana. I need somewhere to go. Chaeyoung's far enough. From there I'll contact Mark Tuan and Jackson Wang. "
               Sana frowned at her. "Why? You'll risk exposing yourself if you do so. Please don't, Jihyo. You'll only endanger yourself ."
              Jihyo shook her head. "No. I must do it. I want to save Jimin from his own inner demons. Helping the Wang Cartel will do so."
             "You're planning to help the Wangs' daughter, aren't you, Jihyo? " Sana said, her heart sinking.
             Jihyo nodded and put a hand on Sana's shoulder. Her smile was sad and sympathetic. She brushed a lock of bleached blonde hair away. "The girls name is Wang Yiren. She's around nineteen to twenty-one. Helping her escape Jimin will help him realize his cruelty and help him to recover."
              Sana had never met someone who loved their family as fiercely as Jihyo did. She loved Jimin to the point that she'd fake her death to help him,when it could in fact have the opposite effect.
              Jihyo was so blinded by her love for her brother that she'd do anything, as stupid as they might be.
             "Do it if you have to.  I won't stop you. Besides, I'll be staying back here. I won't follow you," Sana said sadly. Mina and Momo would probably chide her for letting Jihyo go into such danger like that, but Sana couldn't care less. No matter what she did Jihyo would still go.
             It would be much easier for Sana to let Jihyo go without protest.
            Jihyo's smile was as sad as Sana's voice. "Thank you for everything, Sana.  You're a true friend to me. I can only thank you so much. Words cannot describe how thankful I truly am to you."
               The two females embraced in silence. Something wet hit Jihyo's shoulder - Sana's tears.
          The two girls embraced until Jihyo pulled away and quietly left.
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            Jungkook sat down admist a field of gold and flowers.
            He was in a garden of pastel flowers. In intricately carved and decorated high gold cups and candelabras were more beautiful blooms. He himself sat on an ebony and marble bench lined with gold work.
                It looked like a Faerie garden. Ethereal and otherworldly.
                He leaned back and lay on the bench. His head hit the ebony and marble softly. He curled up on the wide bench, the bright sunlight bleaching his hair and roved down his body and limbs and face. He closed his eyes, happy and content.
              Then someone lifted up his head gently and rested it on a soft surface.
               Jungkook's eyes shot open and met Taehyung's.  The mob boss had a small, soft smile on his lips that made Jungkook's heart flutter.
               Taehyung's hand ran through the younger male's hair slowly and gently. Their eyes didn't leave each other.
                "Why are you here?" Jungkook asked in a small voice as Taehyung brushed through his hair over and over again. The sunlight pouring down made his chocolate brown eyes sparkle like two dark jewels.
             "To see you. After all, can't a king see his queen anytime he wants?" Taehyung's smile widened as his fingers trailed down, brushing against Jungkook's face. His cheekbones, his temples. The touch sent an electric shiver down the younger male's body.
            " Why?"
            " You're the light of my life. Seeing you helps me to smile." Taehyung's hands traveled down Jungkook's bare neck. He let Jungkook lean against his arms,making it look like the elder was holding him in a bridal style.
              "People always say that I'm a dark shadow in their lives. A devil," Jungkook said,a silver of his hot headedness slipping into his tone.
                Taehyung's eyes bore into his. He leaned their heads in closer to each other. His breath was hot against Jungkook's skin.
                "If you're a devil, Queen,then I'm the Lord of the Underworld. "