The Alpha's Prince | Yoonmin |

Chapter 58

That day, Jin stayed in his room the whole day. No one questioned it, though they were curious with what he was doing to that necklace.

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"Shouldn't we have made a burial for the body?"
Hoseok spoke up first when four of them gathered. Yoongi locked himself in again. The body, Hoseok refered to it as. No one could still accept the fact and no one dared to speak his name. It would cause too much despair.

"A body that rotten, it would've broken apart as soon as we tried even lifting it up."
Jungkook stopping as he sees the questioning look on Namjoon's face. They all waiting for him to say something.

"It just... really doesn't piece together. His body couldn't have decomposed that fast. Everything else makes sense, his jacket, the necklace, all except the actual body itself. It.. it doesn't make sense the body wouldn't have that much time to rot. I've even calculated and it has only been around a month plus and it would really take years to rot the state it was in was just—"

"Namjoon hyung enough."
Taehyung stood himself up.
He couldn't take anymore of this. Maybe it was the hardest on him, but he might be the first one to accept fate.
"He's gone. Unless you find him physically, a useless explanation doesn't help shit! And we also haven't paid our respects."

They all understood Taehyung's mental state at the moment. So they had a moment of silence. A moment. For him. Because 'we miss you Jiminnie'.

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It really has been tough. Who knew the Kingdom was also pretty respectful. Not a single sound from them since the news. Tae dropped all duties of King, he was not in shape for it. He had it bad, and so did the Kingdom.

The world around them felt so quiet.. so empty.
Oh how could life get any better than this.

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"GUYS! GUYS THIS SHITS FAKE!"
"Keep it down Jin!"
"NONO YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS!"

"The hell's this noise."
Yoongi came up.

"ITS FAKE!!"
"Hyung what is?!"

"I sorta stole Yoongi's little heart necklace too and look!"

Yoongi got taken aback as he just realised that didn't feel that cold metal against his neck.
"How..."
"What are you—"
As Jin pored this pink-ish substance on Yoongi's part of the necklace.
"Perfectly fine! See!"
Then he proceeded to pour the same liquid on the other part of the pair.
The metal melted right into his palms.

"What the fuck."
"This is bullshit!"
"What is that—"

"They knew exactly what pendant it was and what was engraved."

"This was planned."