Yoongi walks around restlessly. He is holding Tae's hairpin. He walks into the meeting room. He looks around at the empty chairs. He can see how in the beginning they were all filled with love and laughter. He can see how Jimin and Jungkook are holding hands and exchanging loving looks. He can see how Hoseok was teasing Sa Rah and Jin. He can see Namjoon trying to lead a bit of the conversation but soon he just sat back and decided that it is useless. He can see Jin sitting next to him, looking up at Yoongi with those big, beautiful eyes at him. Yoongi's tears don't stop coming. "Why did you all leave me? Even you, Jin..." The Jin next to him smiles and cups Yoongi's face. He isn't saying anything. Just smiling and looking lovingly at Yoongi. He sees how Sa Rah is getting up after kissing Hoseok and then comes and patting him on his shoulder. Telling him about how good he does his job. She leans her forehead into Yoongi's and he nozzles with her nose, sharing a bond a bit closer than just friends, but not as close as lovers. Or maybe a little. "Why?..." He whispers with a hoarse voice, stuffy of tears and loss. "Talk to me Jin. Sa Rah. Any one of you. Say something. Don't just look at me like that, like all happy and stuff." He bangs his fist on the table, but his friends don't react to it. "Was I a good king? Was it supposed to be like this?" The ghosts of his past don't react to him. "Did I go wrong? Am I truly crazy?" He looks at the pin. It turned black again. Yoongi can't believe what he sees. "So what? Taehyung didn't poison me or my wives? Instead it was a warning for me? And I killed him because of that warning?" Yoongi laughs like a madman.
So others were trying to kill me? That's new... Or not... Guess I could just give them what they want. "I killed my friends, and for what? Because of a poisonous gas that drove me to it? What a miserable king I am, pathetic. I am betraying myself." He looks at the mirror and sees a scarless, tramp like Yoongi that has big innocent eyes. He blinks and he sees the King Yoongi, with scar and cold, merciless eyes and crazy look on his face. "Guess I should kill the traitor..."
He goes to the grave of Jin... They are all buried together. All of them. Under the tree they used to hang out. He looks at their stones. Sa Rah's and Hoseok's stones look slightly eroded already, But they are all clean and well maintained. "Guess Taehyung or Jin cleaned them regularly." He touches their stones and reads the names on the graves. He remembers them, one by one as they are standing under the tree. He was the only one on top of the tree, maybe that was an omen that he would be above them. At the time he was just comfortable up there. "I guess fate really made things happen..." He is staring away. He can see Jimin and Jungkook laying in the shade of the tree in the grass. Jimin has his head on Jungkook's arm. They are cheerfully talking. Namjoon is standing, leaning against the tree because sitting with his armor and sword wasn't that easy. He had 1 leg lifted, leaning with 1 feet against the tree. He smiles his dimple smile.
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Daechwita
Ficción históricain Goryeo, a battle for being the king breaks out between rivaling families. The throne is open for the taking. Kim families pushes Seokjin and Taehyung to the front. But the late king's Min family is still in the game too. Not to mention the rich...