𝐖𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐧 | Vmin

𝟓. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐬' 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥

Coldness surrounds the man, deep within the forest the lake he had discovered long ago is numbing his body. It was freezing to his body, he wasn't used to the feeling of being soaked, the sun shimmers above the horizon and reflects onto the still body of water. The raven head sinks deep again, for a second or two before he barges through the top of the water, gasping slightly for air.

The odd acts of the raven head have materialized because of the boy he has taken an oath to protect and become better for. His long fingers ran a marathon through his tangled hair that he pushed back displaying his scared face as his eyes rushed to take a glimpse of the miracle that would show itself as he had used the same remedy to make the elixir of life that'll grant him eternal beauty just like Jimin

But disappointment poisoned his veins as he stared at his reflection in the waves of the lake dancing in celebration of his defeat, the lonely water wasn't powerful enough to wash away the ages-long coated dirt on his skin nor to make him as beautiful as the descendant of beauty itself; Jimin. his tangled hair and beard were still giving him a hideous ghostly look while the dirt and blood stains still stuck to him like a curse or a disease. The only thing that changed was that he was now drenched in cold water feeling heavier than ever as his coat and long hair had soaked all the water

A loud growl echoes in the forest torturing the peaceful silence, two tough fists land against the eerie reflection of the man making it disappear from his eyes but the glory doesn't last long as the water calms back showing him the reality, his true identity, a monster, that's what he was and his vain struggles won't change it. The despair was taking over his newly found senses as he screamed one last time at the top of his lungs letting out all the frustration that was igniting an inferno of rage inside of him. With disappointment clouding him he started crawling out of the lake like a cursed spirit that understood even
death won't set him free from his cruel fate

Walking the walk of despair he started the journey back to his home where the angelic human would be waiting for him and have to see his repellent face again which would cause the other to crawl back in fear and the thought of encountering that painful sight again makes a tight knot form at the center of his chest that twisted with each step he takes closer towards the door that hides the enchanting man, seeing the fear in people's faces used to be the feeling he enjoyed so dearly, it made him feel the power he holds like he was on top of the world so dangerous that even the devil feared him, yet this same fear in Jimin's eyes makes him feel so weak that even the angels would pity him

He hated the fear that accompanied his reflection in the other's eyes he wanted to see something far from that, something that is made in heaven not grown in hell, that's why the first thing he did in the morning was vanished the reason behind it, the root that triggers the other but he failed horribly and now was returning home like a defeated warrior losing his everything in the battlefield even his hope.

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The sun sympathizes with the sleeping boy who had gone through a whole hell last night but its light is untamed and vile which doesn't show any mercy to Jimin and his fragile peace invading it with the same wrath that wakes him up every day in this haunting place. The crescent moon eyes squinted trying to adjust to the raging light abusing his sleep and posterity of the ocean was soon revealed to the universe as Jimin took in his surroundings

he was in the same place that was a nightmare to many people and at the mention of the nightmare he remembered what happened last night, his eyes widened as he blinked rapidly as his mind was being tormented by the memories of last night, how he was in his most vulnerable self stepping in the darkest place of his past and how he rejected the solace of the monster-