Under Noirwood | Vminkook ✓

Twenty Five: Return

A/N:

Silence on the writer's front.

Alas,

Izzy.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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He was cold.

Cold and alone, and why was he shivering? Why was everything dark?

What was that strange feeling on his leg--like something was pushing it forward--nudging it to life?

Tired, tired. He was tired.

Noise? Noise...what was that sound, whose voice--

"J..ngo...k..."

The feeling of water seeping into his clothes made him squirm uncomfortably as his mind slowly grew aware of the waking world. His thigh was being pushed forward and backward by someone's leg. And the voice was now talking loudly in his hear.

"Jungkook? Wake up."

"Hmm?" Jungkook groaned as his puffy, irritated eyes opened up to reveal a dark sky. Stars still hung tiredly over his head, just as they had when everything went down. He pushed himself up on sore arms and rubbed at his face.

He felt awful.

"Jungkook--hey. What happened?! Why is the statue completely destroyed--no, why are you sleeping out here in the rain by yourself? Where is Taehyung-"

Jungkook flinched at the mention of his husband. He'd ruined everything between them.

"And..." A bit of hesitancy before the next part was spoken. "Why are there hickeys on your neck? Were you assaulted? Is that why Taehyung isn't here? Kook, I can take care of whoever attacked you-"

"No." Jungkook dejectedly waved a hand at Florian, standing up on two wobbly feet. His suit was soggy and uncomfortably clinging to his skin. Underneath, his skin was itchy and cold. Florian gave him a concerned one-over, blinking in confusion. "Nobody attacked me. It was...Jimin just..."

The Oak Prince sighed.

Florian's ears perked up at the mention of the half-blood, tilting his head in curiosity. "Did...did Jimin do this?" He motioned at the pile of rubble that used to be a gorgeous statue of a Greek God. "H-how...did..."

"He's a demon, Flor. He's capable of more than we know..."

And then it hit him. The memory of Jimin speaking such vile words to his ears just (minutes? hours?) earlier. The poor ignorance of Florian made his heart sink. Florian had no clue. 

The child...It's not Florian's. That's all I have to say.

Thankfully, the Stone Prince didn't regard the ravenette's sudden coughing fit as anything other than a cold brought on by the rain. Jungkook forced himself to stiffen and put on a plain face. 

He was not about to let Florian know that his new wife was housing a half-demon inside of her womb. Not on his wedding night.

"Yeah..." Florian kindly placed a hand on his shoulder. "He must be capable of a lot I don't know about. You'll have to fill me in. What kind of things can he do?"

Your wife. 

"Uh, Florian, can we not talk about this now? I--wait, what time is it? Is Taehyung inside? How is Rose? How did the wedding go-"

Florian sighed. "The final dance ended about thirty minutes ago. Taehyung spent it dancing with Rose who was upset after Lucio left. Me and Eonjin killed it on the dance floor though, you missed that..." He grinned cheesily.