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●⑅Chapter:24⑅●

Author's POV

"No, stop hyung! Stop!"

All the heads snapped towards the particular place from where the voice made it's propagation. Yoongi's eyes were closed at first, but when the sweet voice reached his ears, a weird sensation was felt inside him. The mascular male's palm was squeezing his neck, as he felt his breath at the edge. But a sudden need to look around the owner of the voice took over his body. He slowly parts his eyelashes and his remaining breath hitched.

He overcame with contentment and relief, yet he was shocked at the same time. It's like god really heared his prayers. He got to see the same hazel colores in those almond shaped eyes, beautifully parted pink lips, the same blond haired boy whom he wanted to meet so bad. But the thing he didn't expected to see was his outfit. The Navy blue robe with golden swan designs on it was hanging down from his right shoulder exposing his tan unmarked skin and collarbone. He's incredibly ravishing.

Yoongi's eyes itself turned into a golden-green color when his eyes met with the horrified brunette standing at the top of the stairs. The brown head who was choking Yoongi squinted his eyes in confusion. "Stay away from this Taehyung, if you don't know what's going on."

Taehyung did heared his hyung's warning, but he was too busy staring at a particular pair of emerald like orbs, which was imaginaryly looking deep through his soul. A sudden burning sensation was felt by him on the crook of his neck making him brush his fingers in it gently. An all rounded feeling of delight crashes though his whole body from head to toe. He finally found him. After a prolonged decade of waiting. He didn't noticed that all this time while thinking about it, his eyes were still glued on the silver haired male's one who was staring back at his pair of hazels. But in an instant, the other male had to close his eyes shut making Taehyung break his eye contact too. Oh yeah...

His brother haven't yet removed his hands from the silver head. Panicking, Taehyung hurriedly stepped down the stairs reaching at the middle of the hall. He looked at his left to find out two girls holding each other for the sake of their fears. And he too could recognise one of them's face, but he chose to deal with it later. He ran towards his brother's side and held his biceps tightly. "P-please, hyung. Leave h-him, I'm begging y-you!"

Taehyung's pleadings didn't even bulged his brother from his place. It made his grip even more tight on the gasping male. "Stand aside Tae!" Came the older's reply harshly, making Taehyung shiver slightly. Yes, he is scared of his brother. This was really going out of the brunette's hands. He have to stop him. He know that he stood no chance in front of his brother but still he have to do it.

But before he could do something, another voice interrupted him. "Hey you handsome alien bitch! If you're not a coward, come and fight me! And leave him!" The said male turns his head back as his eyes landed on the owner of the voice. And lord. Her face held fear, but her body language says opposite. She has posed like a karate champion, swirling her hands in the air.

Solar held her friend's arms tightly, giving her a concerning look. Hwasa's breath was uneven, and her friend's touch wasn't helping her either. Courage is all over her body, filling up each and every blood vessel. Yes, she's fearless. But when, the brown head throws a smug smile towards her side, his white pearly fangs on display, Hwasa felt that all her courage started draining out from her body.

Seokjin removes his fingers from Yoongi's neck with a hard strick, and glanced at the shaking female in the room. Yoongi fell on the floor with a loud thud and coughed several times, but immediately got engulfed in a pair of soft warm arms. His body felt tired. He couldn't even move a finger, but his eyes involuntarily found it's way to meet the same hazel orbs, which he badly wanted to see. The brunette's face was so close to him that he could feel the breath on his forehead. But soon he broke the eye contact and looked aside at the strong figure in front of them.