FEAR • bts ot7

eleven. I'M SORRY

ELEVEN. I'M SORRY

They walked for hours, snacking on some food Haeun had brought with her on the way.

She also stopped them every few hours to re-dress her brother's open wounds, not wanting an infection to arise and hurt them more.

"Sissy, did you find dad?" Hayoon asked, rubbing his tired eyes as they set up camp.

"I'm assuming he's at home, is he not?"

"I don't know, I hope so." He mumbled, his head laying on her chest as he slept.

"Yeah... me too."

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Namjoon and the rest of the boys ran faster and faster into the woods, stopping when they felt her around but never finding her.

They decided to try harder when night fell, knowing they would need to set up camp, especially if she had children with her.

Slowing down as they heard soft snores coming from the trees, they walked towards the sound to find Haeun sitting, reading a book she found while three boys slept around her.

"Aren't fae's more vulnerable at night? I thought I had gotten rid of you," Haeun said without looking at them.

"We aren't fae's, we're here to take you home." Jimin said, feeling horrible as he felt like he didn't earn the right to speak to her intimately.

"Unless you're here to point me to the direction of Argyris Manor, I have no home with the seven boys you impersonate."

Ouch.

That hurt them.

They knew that she didn't consider the penthouse 'home', since the air was always awkward, silenced or hostile and they did nothing to improve it, but hearing the words come out of her mouth were painful.

"We're sorry, for how we treated you. We're sorry for everything."

"Can you stop?" She snapped, looking up at them with a gaze like daggers but they could feel the hurt from her soul bond. "It's annoying to hear their voices, and trying to be 'sorry'. Like they care, do your research before coming to me with impersonated apologies."

"Syrin, we're not changelings. I don't know how you'll believe us." Jin spoke in desperation, igniting a feel of guilt in her body.

"I won't, because you fae's trying to trick me will be no use. Try with someone I actually love, you have one option but since that option is at home, where we should be, I won't believe you either way." She said standing up.

"Syrin, please-"

"Stop!" SHe yelled out, gripping her hair. "Stop before I kill you." She glared.

The seven of them stayed quiet, watching her.

"I love you." Taehyung said suddenly, the boys looked at him with utter confusion.

"Taehyung, what are you doing-"

"And I'm sorry for treating you like shit the whole time you were at the penthouse, I was angry. I was angry at you and then you told me why, and then I was angry at my father and he wasn't there anymore so I took it out on you and I'm sorry. I never should've done that."

Haeun looked up at him, feeling every emotion that he felt course through her veins.

She realized that he let his emotions pass through the soul bond, the only way he knew would prove to her that they were real.