Y/n's POV
Laughter was heard and joy was spreading inside the small dining room. "Seora, how are you?" He asks and the female smile, "I have been well, Joon. No need to worry about me." Seora assured and he hugs me. "I know how you feel Seora, I know your heart yearned for him. You miss him don't you?" He rubs her back and tears started to surface. "Why would he do that Joon? I would've returned his love if he did it the right way," Seora sobs, the other God's was still mourning as well, losing their youngest God was something hard to accept. The youngest was their pride and joy, ever since the elder God's decided to bestow them another member, they were thrilled. They raised him as if he was their own.
"But Seora..." Jin called and she turned her head, "You know, once you died, he will be free..." He explained and Seora was confused. "How? I have no connections with him." She complained and that's where the six brothers' face fell and avoid her firing gaze. "Tell me," She demand. "Seora..." Jimin sighed, "We did lock him deep under the land and ocean. But to lock him, we need to use a symbol to keep him asleep or sane." Jimin explained slowly, "So?" Her gaze was still red as she gave them disappointing looks. "We used your symbol to lock him," Joon confessed loudly. Seora knew this, "Why would you do that?" She whispered, dropping herself onto her seat.
"We need the opposite gender symbol, Seora, you know how these things work. And you're the only Goddess we know." Joon explained, "I can't Joon, I'm human, not a Goddess anymore. I'm not immortal, what do we do?" She asks. The six brothers thought about it and finally came to a conclusion.
"We'll take care of it."
I opened my eyes and took a huge heap of air. Looking around my surroundings I was in an unfamiliar room. The room was neat. The walls had a grey color and it was decorated perfectly. "Where am I?" I got up from the bed and got out of the room. The long halls were confusing. Until I stumbled upon a large living room that was empty. My eyes caught something very interesting. "Is that..." I mumbled and approached it. It was a huge painting that was hand-painted? Is that what you call it? I don't know but it was definitely not printed. The colors were very detailed that it felt like the person in that painting was real.
"Caught you sneaking around like a thief aren't you princess?" A deep voice startled me and I turned around. "You! Where the hell am I? I have school you know!" I glare at him while he just stood there, leaning on the wall. "Well, it's not my problem now is it?" He taunts with a freaking smirk that I'm starting to hate now. "Look, I'm new here, I don't want trouble. Now please get me back." I groaned and dramatically drop to the floor. Yes, I am that dramatic, now shut up. "Well, I can't. My father is still home, you need to stay here until he leaves." As if nothing happened, he just walks away.
'Oh this boy is asking for it,' I try to sneakily run up and tackle him. Well, I have two news. And they're all bad. One I failed and second, he tackled me back. Which hurts so much. "Ow! Jesus Christ, what are you? Your strength is like a freaking car!" I complain which he returned with a smirk. "You don't wanna know," He whispered before walking away, disappearing again. 'If he won't get me out of here, then I just have to go by myself,' I stood up and headed to the nearest door and yet again, it was locked. "Damnit! Is this a house or a fucking base for something," I kicked the door and it didn't budge. "I guess I'm stuck here until his father's gone like he said," I sigh in defeat and plop myself on the couch.
I shot up remembering that I didn't have my phone with me. "Shoot, I need to call grandma." I rush to find him but ended up on the floor and an unfamiliar face in front of me. "Who are you?" I ask and he chuckled. "I'm Jimin, nice to meet you, you must be the girl the Alpha kept talking about," He smiled, showing off his eye smile which I could die from.
"Alpha? Hello? Am I in Greece?" I knock on my head and pinch my arm to see if I'm dreaming or not. "This is real, stop hurting yourself," He assured. "Am I still dreaming then?" I groan dramatically and start to act like a kid. Yes, I do this when I'm pissed. "Well-"
"Jimin, mind leaving us alone?" The man appeared out of nowhere. "Of course Alpha," The man's body stiffen when Jimin called him Alpha, is there something wrong with it? They looked like they're having an intense staring contest and Jimin, the doctor that he claimed to be snapped his head back to me and it was scary how fast it snapped, does his head not have bones? They're creepy. "Why-" A loud painful smack was received from him and immediately my vision turned black again.
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Marked | Jeon Jungkook [18+]
FanfictionKim Y/n, 18 years old. She was the most unlucky girl you could ever met. Her parents died out of unknown reasons and then she lived with her grandmother in the countryside at the age of 5. Now that she's legal to live on her own, she moved back to t...