Jimin POV
I did not surprise myself in volunteering to plunge into the depths of the unknown; although Yoongi seemed unsettled himself, this pleased me in a way. Not that he was uncomfortable with me going but the thought that he cared. It sent a small wave of butterflies flying through my stomach, an ever increasing feature of my attraction to the unbreakable demon. Not that I showed; not that he noticed.
Preferring it to remain that way I never spoke a word nor made any attempt to strengthen the bond I believed we shared.
When did it start? Well, I can no longer remember a time when it wasn't there.
Do I wish this feeling would leave me? Absolutely not. The way Yoongi flinches whenever we become too close suggests he preferred they dissapate.
Of course I would not allow that; a demon in denial, too afraid of dragging the angel down to even think about the consequences of leaving him alone in heaven.
Tragic. For both parties.
It had now been 50 minutes since Hyungwon phoned Kihyun, 50 minutes lulled intolerably between this eclectic group and I indeed hated the silence.
"I can go Jimin, honestly I am much faster and—"
"No Jungkook, it is okay." I cut him off mid-sentence, before he got ahead of himself. "The pain would be more severe if you were enduring it then struggling though it myself."
A slight discomfort from my right leg forced me to stand; a numbing sensation from where I had sat cross legged for too long sent the odd sensation of pins and needles through it.
Although Jungkook did not look entirely convinced I was certain with the task at hand. I will get it done, for Exodus; for Jungkook, Yoongi and Taehyung.
Speaking of them, Taehyung rounded the corner entering the room followed swiftly by Yoongi. Having overheard my previous conversation with Jungkook, Taehyung sat by my side. Laying a hand on my shoulder in an attempt to ease the subtle tension within. "Jungkook is not wrong Jimin, you do not know anything about the RTWS or the weapons created." He paused for emphasis. "Created to kill our kind. I only remained quiet to force someone from exodus to step forward, with all due respect Jimin you should have waited silently too." Of course I knew that, however I volunteered believing I could do a better job and I still believe that now.
Yoongi sat in front of me whilst Jungkook shuffled closer, clinging onto my right arm like a child to their parent. "Please let someone else go instead Jimin."
"There is no going back on my word Jungkook. Besides, even if that was still an option I would not choose it." That was not what he wanted to hear, what else could I say to make it easier for Jungkook? Nothing.
He had his two honest brown orbs staring up at me, filled with innocence; a type of naivety only erased by the deep loss of someone you cherish. It tightened the knot of guilt inside for leaving.
Yoongi pried Jungkook's arms from around mine, pulling the whining child to his feet. "Come on Jungkook, Jimin is doing this because no one else will; and because this is exactly what we were sent down here to accomplish." I watched when he grasped Jungkook's shoulders, shaking him gently. Nodding in agreement towards Yoongi's statement I now turned to see Taehyung standing too. With one last squeeze of my shoulder he swiftly left, one hand trapped within Jungkook's as he dragged him out.
Surprisingly, Hyungwon had devised a plan with Kihyun over the phone; he said it had been a welcome distraction for him. Now, I just needed to wait for said man's arrival and we would be off, towards the RTWS and anything that came in-between.
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The Calm Before The Storm
Fantasy'Sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side. All people die, all hearts get broken, caring is not an advantage' The Calm Before The Storm Book one in 'The Storm' series This is the story of three worlds, each with unique life forms...