Blood, Sweat And Tears

Part Twenty - Seven

          Jungkook and Taehyung were still walking hand in hand.
          Jungkook was sipping his Starbucks tea in a very meme worthy way, like how Hyungwon from Monsta X did. They were even drinking the same type of tea.
             To be honest, they were both memes.
             Random,but they both were. Taehyung pulled the younger male into a - of course - Gucci store. He was absolutely obsessed with Gucci.
          Taehyung and Jungkook sat down in the massive changing room, with a piece of Gucci clothing in the elder's hands. They were just sitting silently, Jungkook with his head in Taehyung's big hands, the mob boss stroking through hid black hair.
           "Why are we sitting like this?" Jungkook muttered as he lifted his head from Taehyung's chest. His eyes shone as the light blared down on them.
          Taehyung's hand slid down to cup his face. "Because why not? It feels good this way."
             Jungkook lifted up his much smaller hand to rest above the drug lord's larger ones. "We've been here for really long already, Taehyung. "
            Taehyung just laughed as he released Jungkook and stood up, brushing a hand through his dark silver brown mullet. "Let's go, then. I want to show you something I got for you."
          They exited the Gucci store with multiple bags to enter an unmarked jewellery store. Inside a staff member took them to another room the moment Taehyung's face was in view. "Your order, Sir Kim. "
             Taehyung opened the black red velvet lined box laid out in the dark room. Jungkook gasped when he saw the box's contents, his hand reaching over to take Taehyung's.
              Lying on the plush red velvet were two rings. On the rings were magnificent diamonds that dotted the gold bands. The diamonds glowed multiple colors - red, grey, white, black and purple. Smaller serenity and rose quartz coloured jewels filled in the gaps the larger stones left on the gold bands.
             "Taehyung . . ."
            "For you, my Queen," Taehyung said seriously as he picked up the rings. "This is your decision and your decision alone." Taehyung took the rings from the velvet box. "If you want to . .  .to accept me as your King."
            King. . .King to my Queen. Taehyung . . .as my King. Jungkook took in a shaky breath as he walked over to Taehyung, who had his head lowered with the rings in hand.
           Jungkook took the bigger ring and Taehyung's hand. He slipped the diamond and gold band onto Taehyung's ring finger, before slipping the smaller one onto his own finger.
              "I accept you as my King, Kim Taehyung. "
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               Yiren?
               That was the only thought that entered Hyunjin's mind as he spied her small, bird like figure.
               All around them was a dream like landscape. White roses grew on vines on the sky, and the sea was the ground, yet he didn't fall through it.
              Yiren stepped out from behind a wall of clouds, the white roses sewn into her hair glowing like diamonds. Her hair was the only darkness in this dreamy world - a curtain of the darkest, blackest silk. The white stars and moon beams of her dress billowed around her as she walked forward.
            "Yiren? "
            "There isn't much time left for us or anyone else, Hyunjin. Especially you," Yiren said with urgency in her voice as she took his hands in hers. Her hands were just like the rest of her - small and delicate but filled with a surprising strength.
         "What do you mean? Yiren - you're not making any sense at all," he protested as a shiver, a cold feeling of death, ran up his arms from where Yiren's hands met his.
             "All I can say is Hwang Hyunjin, you better watch out." The roses in her hair withered away, the stars and moonlight of her dress faded, and she broke into ashes, leaving the darkness of the ocean's waves to consume him.
             He awoke with a start, the blanket falling down his bare torso. He ran a hand through his messy ashy blonde hair, shaking his head.
              On the bed beside his Seungmin stirred. "Why are you up?"
            "Nothing, " he replied as he stared out at the starlit sky, the bright, shining moon.
            Seungmin frowned. "You're not. Spill the tea, Jinnie. I want to hear."
            Hyunjin sighed and smoothed back his hair.  His roots had started to grow out again. "I . . .had a dream. And it said. . .it said that there wasn't much time left. That I should watch out."
           "For what?" Seungmin had grown up along side Hyunjin and his sister. All those years, Hyunjin rarely had any dreams. At least, dreams that remembered and left him thinking.
              "I don't know. But I would like to know," Hyunjin replied thoughtfully, covering his bare chest with the blanket away.
           "Just . . .let it slide. Let the future reveal itself instead of trying to force it out," Seungmin suggested as he slowly started to fall back asleep. He noticed that Hyunjin's eyes were distant, and he followed them.
             They were on a cluster of stars, the brightest of them all, with the moon as the central piece.
             As Seungmin fell asleep, he realized what those bright stars and the moon formed.
             A dragon, with the moon as its eye.