zeaquu • jikook

May I Stay?

Jimin was walking tiredly through the forest, he heard the loud thudding of what sounded like horse hooves. He didn't think much of it thinking it's all in his head. He hasn't eaten or slept properly. He might be delusional. Well that is until he saw horses trotting quickly towards him. Jimin gasped out as he pushed himself against a tree and shut his eyes falling to the ground. He thought the horses were going to pass by until they crowded him. He heard them stop in front of him. Surrounding him. He looked up as his hands moved down from his ears. The people on horses pointed spears at him and he panicked.

"Makala oo moi?" A taller man asked on top of the horse, spear pointed at him. (Who are you?)

Jimin looked up shaking, looking into the mans eyes. This man was dressed different from the rest. Gold chains all across his chest. Silver and gold bracelets decorating his arms and white pants, gold blotches all over them.

"I-I a-am Jimin."

Everyone was shocked the man understood.

"Just Jimin? You have no important status?" The man bared his teeth as he jumped off his horse.

"I-I am the youngest prince of Diamond Kingdom." Jimin whispered out as he turned his head away, the spear coming closer to him. "So it isn't in your best interest to kill me." He argued, fearing for his life.

"Camila coo kimi laa tee!" One of the men on his horse laughed. (It'd be in our greatest interest!)

"No I promise it wouldn't!" Jimin turned to him quickly shaking his head.

"You know Saabse. How?" Jeongguk wondered, spear still at Jimin's throat.

"Saabse? What is that? I don't know what that is." Jimin panicked as he leaned his head back, leaving farther from the spear.

"Papkl tyo zeion!" The same man yelled to Jeongguk. (Let's just kill him!)

Jimin eyes shook with fear as he stared at the man in front of him, taking in his features and markings on his face, while silently begging for his life.

"Yope hlkm dihji zeion." Jeongguk sighed moving his spear down. Jimin slid down the tree, breathing hard. (We aren't killing him.)

"Quio gampa hiol your mika pon. " Jeongguk turned to his soldiers. (He's too far into the forest to throw back.)

"Please! Don't take me back there! I can't go back!" Jimin whimpered as he brought his legs to his chest, shaking slightly.

"Well?" One soldier asked Jeongguk.

"Zamqu jaklin polymomgin." Jeongguk sighed rubbing his eyes. (We'll take him to my brother.)

He grabbed Jimin roughly who yelled out and panicked as he was thrown onto a horse. He was going to speak before Jeongguk got onto the horse and sat behind him. Jimin placed his hands in front of himself, on top of each other. He shrunk into himself to avoid touching the powerful boy. Jimin sneaked a peak behind him and noticed how beautiful the man was. He also took note of the blue markings on all of their faces, arms, bodies. Did they paint them on? What for? Are they a cult? Jimin still didn't feel safe. They rode into town but before they walked through the village Jeongguk stopped everyone.

He threw Jimin's hood over his face then whispered to him.

"Hide your arms. No skin can show. Hide yourself."

Jimin shivered as he felt the man's voice was cold and dark. It seemed to be laced with hate. They rode through the village. Not a lot of people. Most at the gathering. They rode up the hill to the secluded area the gathering was being held.