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Chapter 26: Kings of Busan

February 20, 2019
12:00 pm

"What?"

(Y/N) stared at Seokjin breathlessly, not the kind where she's awestruck by something he said or his beauty, but the kind where she looks at him with confusion and disbelief, hoping that his words were nothing but lies or a joke. Yet as the silence continued to drag. (Y/N) realized too late that she have misjudge the rapid onset of her shaking, her limbs are no longer taking directions from her mind.

All of her hope, her trust to Jimin disappeared because if he couldn't tell her his name... just his name... only three syllables... how could she trust him?

An involuntary "oof" escapes her pale lips as she stumbles backwards. 'I'm overreacting right? I must be overreacting. Why— why??' Unlike with Hoseok, (Y/N)'s cheeks were dry, but with Jimin... she cried. Tears streamed down her cheeks, burning each square of her skin as she looks at Jimin.

Jimin saw her when she was at her the weakest state she has ever been in so long, he saw the way she crumbled in his fingers. He said that he will protect her, that she could trust him after everything that she went through. She let Jimin touch her, violate her, but he didn't have the decency to tell her his real name.

Sometimes... (Y/N) just hates herself because she lets people in so easily, after every wrong doing they've done to her... she still forgives... she still sees the best of the people, but it has to stop. She knew that it had to come to an end.

You could hurt her body as much as you want, but if you hurt her soul, that's when everything crosses the line.

"J-Jay— tell me that he's lying. TELL ME—!" (Y/N) inhaled sharply, tears stinging her eyes.

There was silence.

The female let out a burning ball of air that was blistering the walls of her lungs, fists clenched tight as she looked at Jimin right in the eyes.

"Jimin, get the fuck out of my house."

"(Y/N), please—"

"JIMIN GET OUT!"

Jimin wanted to hear his name roll out of her mouth, but not this way.

Not when she's angry at him.

Or when she's pushing him away.

(Y/N) ran to the bathroom, slamming the door closed to isolate herself and control her bounded emotions.

Jimin turned his back, making his way to the door but stopped when he was shoulder to shoulder with Seokjin. When he turned at last to face his once older companion, there was no trace of tears, not in his eyes or on his reddening cheeks. Jimin's eyes were narrowed, rigid, cold, hard while Seokjin's was calm and relaxed. Seokjin didn't have no fret for he knew that he removed another man from this race of his. These two are no longer companions, they are enemies at war.

"Are you happy?" Jimin asked.

"You brought this to yourself, she has to find out once in for all."

"Are. You. Happy?"

Seokjin smirked. "Yes very happy."

"Good," Jimin chuckles, drawing in a deep breath, his savage hard stare gave Seokjin a chill running down his spine. "Cherish it because it won't last for long."