𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐈 |𝐕𝐌𝐊|HIATUS

𝐗: 𝐀 𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲

Today marks day one of the three boys' friendship. Jimin felt more confidant to talk, they were no strangers now, they were friends. Jimin was sitting comfortably on a green sofa in the library a book in the right hand, a cup of tea on the left. Reading was one of his rare passion apart from work addiction. It was a way to get lost in the imaginary world, to find peace in the words. Younger, the prince was usually on his own, he would pick up random books and sit in the library all day, until night. Sometimes he would hide, so the servants would tell him to go to bed.

Absorbed by the writing, Jimin didn't notice Taehyung right in front of him. "What are you reading? It has to be a good one since you didn't even notice me." "Oh sorry, yeah it's pretty good I just picked it up randomly." "Do you enjoy reading ?" Taehyung asked. "Yeah, I...do, when I have time." Jimin looked up from his book, "maybe we should start planning our-" "No, not yet, we have time. Just enjoy this week off." "A week off! No, we can't. We have to get ready, I'll go get Jungkook." He put his book on the side table and got up. Taehyung's hand rose up and grabbed Jimin's to pull him back down. "Stay here and enjoy your week, we all need this before the action starts."

he smiled and got up. "If you need anything, find me in the gardens." "Thanks" Jimin replied. The blondie left the library leaving Jimin face to face with his unfinished books. He looked around the alleys, on the search for another one. The previous book had bored him. His fingers trailed on the well lined up books, making the dust fall on the carpet. 'Prince Taehyung must not come here often'. After a while, he stopped and turned to face the shelf. It was build in a dark cedar wood covered in dust and broken on some parts. A red book stood up from the other ones and caught his attention as if it was calling him. His hands reached for it; a sudden sensation rand through his body at the touch.

He pulled back his hand and looked around, he was alone; then he went for it and took the large book that barely fit in his small hand. Jimin softly blew on the cover while taping on it to free the book out of his dust jail. A small cloud of dust flew by Jimin's nose and made him sneeze. The book fell out of his hands and opened up. He picked it up and sat on the ground. Jimin glared at it perplex; it was blank.

He flipped the pages left to right and narrowed his eyes to make sure he wasn't missing anything. Unlike any other book, this one seemed to tell a story without words, and Jimin felt the urge to understand. He leaned back on the shelf and trailed his hand on the white pages closing his eyes.

The sensation was nothing like he ever felt before. It felt truly.....magical, a bit too unreal and Jimin sensed it. He felt absorbed and drained into the book, he didn't feel here anymore, actually, he didn't feel anything around him anymore. It was a pleasing feeling for a moment until his eyes shot open and widen at the scenery unfolded right by his eyes. His head swung left to right, up and down figuring out that he wasn't in the library anymore.

'A dream.'

'Was this.....a dream? Yes probably.'

'A cave....No.'

The place was auster but the prince didn't feel repulsed nor afraid of it; it felt like a safe place. Jimin analyzed the cave. It was quite dark and humid, wait...Humid. Jimin shook his head. How could he feel the humidity if this was a dream? He looked at his hands, wetted by the water dripping on the cold rocks. In front, a grid door was locked by a rusted metal chain, ready to shatter at any moment. Jimin stood up and made his way toward the rusty door and looked around as he walked noticing no other entrance, the door was the only exit.

Jimin was close enough so he could see through the bars. He backed up shooked; This was no entrance, but another room. How on earth did he get into the place, to begin with, and how was he supposed the go back if there was no door Jimin's mind was invaded with thoughts and he became lightheaded. He felt his body getting heavier, he tripped and fell on his butt while grabbing his head, a sudden pain flashed through with images. It didn't make any sense and he was too focused on the pain to pay attention to those thoughts.