It had been several weeks since you met Jimin (and Taehyung..), and several weeks since your group decided to stay in The Sanctuary. In that time, you’ve realized several things; Jimin is a big flirt—but he’s also a master with weapons. He has taught you and the boys a few things about how to use certain blades or other choices of weaponry. Sometimes getting a little too cozy while showing you. Taehyung is still resentful towards the six of you, but you’ve noticed in the past few days he would slip from his cold demeanor. You’ve caught him smiling towards your group a few times, looking almost fond of the bond you and the boys had. Although, he definitely tried things, such as blaming and trying to make your group get kicked out for ‘bad behavior,’ as Jimin calls it. There had been no success in his petty attempts as both Jimin and the rest of the residents of the place love your company.
The people here have also been so kind to you and your boys. Of course, there was some caution when you were first introduced, but that tension dissipated the moment the children of The Sanctuary pulled all six of you to play games and tell stories with them. It warmed your heart seeing these men with tough outer shells drop everything to make a child happy—sometimes even going as far as letting the kids play dress-up with them.
The first big snowstorm hit two weeks after you had arrived. It had left about a foot of snow within the first out of three days it stayed. Although there had been an ample amount of solar power stored, everyone was limited on how they could use the power, just in case if somehow the storm stayed longer and kept the sun covered while what had been stored was completely drained. Each of the boys were disappointed to find out that some of their favorite pastimes couldn’t be done for at least a few days.
Jungkook and Seokjin had a gaming battle almost everyday. It was funny to watch them try to cheat their way to winning, though the other would catch him fast in the act. In the end, the two boys would forget about the video games and resort to play wrestling. Namjoon did a lot of late night reading, so he needed enough light to do so, but Jimin (as well as some of the community leaders) agreed to make a lights-out curfew. He was a bit sad to learn that he had to cut down on his late night adventuring. The rest of you—Hoseok, Yoongi, and yourself—didn’t mind it as much. There had been times where it was a little annoying to not have access to more power, but you could deal with it. No more late night ramen for Yoongi, though.
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“Eat my snow!”
It was a nice day. It may have been sunny, but the cold air continued to stay, letting the snow settle for a while. A snowball fight had erupted between Namjoon and Hoseok. You were watching on the sidelines, back against the cold brick of the house, wrapped as much as you could have been in winter gear. While the three of you were talking, as if you had never split from Namjoon, Hoseok gathered snow undetected and shoved it down Namjoon’s coat.
“Hey, Angel…” Hoseok sang.
You turned your head to where Hoseok stood. A snowball exploded against your face, dropping snow under your scarf and coat. Namjoon’s laugh rang out in the silent air a couple of seconds after you were hit. You watched as he bent over himself, clutching his stomach. You smirked in his direction.
You slowly crouched to the ground, eyes on the man still dying of laughter. Hoseok noticed what you were doing and stood watching it all go down, a sly smile on his face. You gathered as much snow as you could and pressed it into a ball. You raised it over your head. Namjoon’s laughter had died down enough that he could control himself again. He looked in your direction. Before he had a chance to realise what was happening, you chucked your large snowball at him. It burst once it made a connection with his face and chest.
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Dead By Dawn
FanfictionYou start to notice things in your small town turn weird. Thinking not much of it, you continue to live as you had been for the past couple of years. What happens when your simple conclusions turn into something more terrifying?