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Jimin and Yoongi did not talk until they got back to the Seafoxes' headquarters. Jimin was anxious all the while he and Yoongi rode in his car. He wanted to ask about what Doyoon was talking about but then he would have to share what Doyoon had told him and that was not something he wanted to discuss quite yet. They were moving in a huge group, Namjoon and Chan in front, vigorously moving their hands and arguing.

Jimin sat on the couch in the living room, where Minhyuk, Zuho and the two newcomers—Hyunjin and Yeji, were sitting. Yoongi looked at him skeptically for a second before going to the nurse's room where they had taken Mingi. Apparently, his hands were bruised and bleeding though that was no hard work for Inseong to heal.

No one talked to Jimin, not really. Minhyuk and Zuho exchanged glances at one another and seemed to have silently agreed not to question Jimin. The twins, on the other hand, were both on their phones and did not appear interested in anything around them.

Jeongguk walked into the room, hand in Taehyung's, and smiled gently. "You have to come with us," he said.

"Why? I'm really tired, Kook," Jimin answered, head in his palms. Nothing of this felt real. His mind was in the clouds and he felt trapped in one of Yeosang's or Doyoon's illusions, if his could even be called that, they seemed pretty realistic.

"I think you will like it. Just trust us." Taehyung smiled and offered a hand to Jimin to help him stand up. With a deep sigh, Jimin took the hand. Then he followed the couple to wherever they were taking him.

"Why are we at the Glass Chamber?" Jimin viewed the metal door that lead inside with unspoken horror. It was not the people inside who he feared, but Doyoon not keeping his promise. He feared that once he opened the door he would see the very familiar to him view—Jisung looking utterly miserable and Minho wilding from behind the glass.

"Come on." Jeongguk stayed in his place behind Jimin but with eyes suggested him he opened the door.

Jimin closed his eyes and pushed the doorknob. He could not open his eyes for a few seconds due to the unexpected bright light. What else he noticed before looking was how quiet it was. There were no screams or banging of glass. There were no muffled sobs or nervous tapping of foot. Only the steady sound of breathing was present.

"Jimin," someone exclaimed. It highly resembled Jisung, but it was nothing like his low and tired voice these days. It was energetic and even happy.

Jimin opened his eyes to be greeted by something unexpected. Jisung was indeed there. He was sitting on a chair, grinning from ear to ear and someone was back hugging him. The man had his head buried in Jisung's shoulder as if he had not seen him for too long. Then Jimin recognized the gray hair and everything made sense. Minho was okay. He was hugging Jisung and free of his madness.

"Minho is..." Jimin was not even all the way in. He was standing on the doorstep, unsure whether or not to walk in.

"He's fine." Jisung smiled. "You kept your promise. Thank you so much, Chim..."

Jimin really did not know what to say. All he had done was speak with Doyoon. He did not really heal Minho. It was not his ability.

Minho released Jisung after kissing his temple, and went up to Jimin. His eyes had dark circled under them and were red from all the constant use of his ability. He ruffled his hair awkwardly and then reached a hand towards Jimin. Jimin took it quite unsure but seeing as Minho smiled he relaxed a little.

"Thank you. I know I worried you all so much and I apologize for it. But thank you for everything, especially taking care of Ji," said Minho. He then pulled Jimin is for a quick brotherly hug. "If you need me for anything, just call. I'll help you no matter what."

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