At the Kim's Mansion

SeokJin displaced the continuous thoughts popping in his mind when he entered his house. Crossing the front yard his steps took him towards his room as his mind was already focused on Y/n.

"Jin," A raspy and weak feminine voice, barely above a whisper, called out his name.

SeokJin's feet halted on the small wooden staircase he turned around to see Y/n standing on her feet.

Her features were marked by fatigue and distress. Her small eyes, usually bright and lively, were now dull and heavy with dark circles underneath. Her vibrant cheeks were now pale and drawn, and her chestnut hair was now dishevelled and tangled.

"Lit-ttle... human?" A shocking whisper escaped from Jin's tongue as he quickly turned over and grasped Y/n in his embrace.

A tear rolled down his cheek as he realised how lightweight and thinner Y/n had become. Y/n's hand slowly travelled to his back making Jin's grip tighten as if he never wanted to end this hug, but he finally broke the hug on realising Y/n's continuous shifting in maintaining posture.

"I can't even ask how you feel, you already look so paled," Jin said in a low voice as his crooked fingers travelled to gently hold her face.

Y/n smiled tiringly, not wanting to speak, as each word was a struggle to form as if her body and mind were still in a fog from being unconscious.

"What were you doing all alone when you just woke up?" He asked politely, but before Y/n could answer, Namjoon's voice interrupted as he stepped out of Jin's room, followed by Hoseok.

"Hyung?"

SeokJin removed her hands from cupping Y/n's face before he turned over, his expression now stern and confident.

"Shouldn't you both have accompanied her?"

"Jin, I went to the bathroom."

Hearing Y/n, SeokJin's gaze softened before it became sharp again while looking at Namjoon and Hoseok.

"Then why was she walking alone? One of you could've just waited outside!"

"I was--"

Namjoon was interrupted mid-sentence when the eldest brought his index finger in front of his face. SeokJin's sudden change in behavior succeeded in making Namjoon irk but he managed to stay silent as both the brothers glared at each other.

"Y/n, I've shifted all your stuff to my room, come on, join me," Upon witnessing the the suddenly tense atmosphere between the brothers from the window of the pantry, Ajumma walked closer to the frontyard, interrupting the conversation.

Y/n nodded and followed, her movements sluggish and uncoordinated. The three men witnessed their love interest walking away, each one's eyes filled with concern and determination to stay closer to her.

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At the Valley of Violas

"Master! You could've called us! Why come here on your own?" Suho blurted as he rushed out of a small wooden haven that was perfectly camouflaged within the eerie shadows of Valley of the Violas.

A man ranging in human age of late fifties walked closer to Suho. The creases and fine lines, drawn on his forehead showed the age of time and complimented his venerable features.

In Gyeop stood behind the old man, carrying a huge paper bag in one hand. The two undone buttons of his teal-coloured shirt, rumpled brown hair, and hooded eyes behind the glasses that sat on his nose bridge showcased his extreme exhaustion from the workload under the Department of Defences.

"I wanted to check on my disciples," the old man spoke.

Shortly after, the members of the pack followed behind Suho. Kai being the most excited one, spoke, "Master, please accompany us in our haven."

"Maybe next time. Today, I bought you all some leftovers," the man called Master spoke and gestured In Gyeop to hand the bag over to Kyungsoo's direction, who stood nearest to him.

"Where are Baekhyun, Chen and Chanyoel?" The old man asked.

"They went for practising and preying in the woods," Xiumin answered making their master nod in agreement.

"Master, we wanted to approach you, to ask about the next step," this time Sehun spoke as his teammates stood in a semi-circle format, circling their master.

The old man's eyes twitched as he raised his brows before bringing them together to form a frown, "Any news from inside the castle?" He asked and shifted his calculative gaze towards In Gyeop, who was standing behind on his left.

"I'm still pushing buttons. The King got injured, it won't be an easy task to gain information when it's kept hidden."

"Master, by now, the slow poison must've started doing its work signifying that we're closer to our final step," Suho said while the others hummed in agreement.

"We are. But we shouldn't hurry. In gyeop keep your eyes, ears and mind open. I'm sure when they realise that the King is poisoned, they'll make hasty decisions. Their mistake will be our opportunity," the man with strands of white hair and wrinkles all over his features, spoke before a vicious smirk marked its place across his thin lips.

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At the Kim's Mansion

"Ajumma, report to me everything that happened in the house in my absence. We'll be back till dinner."

"Yes, Mrs Kim."

The house helper nodded and watched the lady of the house step out of the pantry before she stopped on her track and glanced at both of her sons standing at the exit, along with her husband.

"We're paying a visit to His Majesty. Take care of the house SeokJin. And Namjoon, my son, no breaking of delicate objects, okay?"

Mrs Kim said, while caressing Namjoon's shoulder, in a less audible voice as His Majesty's injury was to remain a secret.

The Kim brothers nodded and hummed simultaneously as they saw the stroke of lightning surround their parents.

"Is Y/n inside?" Namjoon asked Ajumma.

"Yes, I saw Hoseok entering the room," Ajumma answered.

"He's sneaking in again!" SeokJin blurted, getting irritated just like Namjoon.

"He's constantly getting on my nerves," Namjoon murmured under his breath but it was loud enough to reach Jin's ears.

Namjoon walked towards Ajumma's room and SeokJin followed, only to find Y/n and Hoseok in the guest hall of the house, exchanging smiles and waves of laughter.

Y/n's back was leaning on the wall behind her while Hoseok sat sideways, facing her. His back faces the entrance of the big space.

Namjoon slid the paper-thin door and entered the room along with SeokJin. Y/n's eyes sparkled on seeing Namjoon. She smiled in his direction before they shifted onto SeokJin.

"Namjoon, SeokJin? Glad you both joined, I was getting bored while resting continuously."

She said while patting the cushion beside her, gesturing for both of them to accompany her. Hoseok's expression dropped when he saw Namjoon quickly taking the place next to her, while SeokJin sat at the other side of the centric low wooden table.

"I heard His Majesty is injured. How is he now?" Y/n questioned while looking in SeokJin's direction who sat right in front of her.

"He's recovering well."

"Who was behind this, Namjoon?"

"We're still investigating, but as this is a very confidential case, we're finding it difficult to openly investigate civilians."

The conversation carried on and shifted to various topics about this realm. SeokJin saw how Namjoon's expression lightened up and relaxed while talking to his little human. Y/n kept on glancing in Hoseok's direction to make sure he didn't feel out of the conversation as he had not much to say about this world even while being a part of this land.

SeokJin witnessed a difference in Hoseok and Y/n's gazes. Hoseok saw Y/n as a delicate butterfly with a shattered wing but the butterfly's eyes were set on another flower.

"You see, Valley of Violas is a very vast and dangerous place. Not many of us wander--"

"Y/n, I think you should rest now," Hoseok muttered while cutting off SeokJin's sentence in the middle.

Namjoon's eyes narrowed when SeokJin's eyes met his. SeokJin lined his lips together at Hoseok's continuous interruption since the conversation started.

"Let's go," Hoseok said and grabbed Y/n's hand as he stood up from his sitting position.

"She's not going anywhere!" Namjoon turned his head upwards and glared at Hoseok while still sitting beside Y/n.

"Why?"

"Cause she doesn't feel like it."

"How do you know? And who are you to order me about my friend's wellbeing."

Namjoon let out a chuckle as he stood up slowly cracking a few bones on the way before he stepped closer in Hoseok's direction.

SeokJin sensed the tension building between the two as he quickly jolted towards Y/n, slipping her to the other corner of the room through the cushions she was sitting on.

"Hoseok, do you know that you're managing to piss me off quite a few times?"

Hoseok grunted and a playful smirk lined his lips as he came a step closer to face Namjoon.

Y/n silently watched when SeokJin shushed her to not speak between them.

"What you're gonna do?" Hoseok said while Namjoon gritted his teeth and clenched his fists together before he spoke.

"Don't do this Hoseok, you'll regret."

"Why? Cause I'm just a hybrid and you're a pure breed?"

Namjoon rolled his eyes and took a long breath. Word by word Hoseok's talks were making him impatient and indignant.

"Y/n, my girl, come on let's--"

A punch landed on Hoseok's face as he stumbled backwards. A gasp escaped from Y/n's mouth before she spoke, "Hoseok?"

Hoseok groaned before he regained his composure and landed a punch on Namjoon's face, but before giving him time to recover he proceeded to pin him on the wall. Their faces were etched with determination as adrenaline rushed into their blood.

"Fucking basta--"

Namjoon pushed Hoseok on the floor, aggressively shifting the table in between with his right foot.

SeokJin shielded Y/n with his hands while his eyes remained focused on the fight scene in front of him.

Namjoon stationed himself on Hoseok's stomach and proceeded to punch him, but Hoseok dodged it with perfection.

"Nice move," SeokJin murmured while appreciating Hoseok's quick reflexes.

"Seriously, Jin?" Y/n glanced in Jin's direction while her ears were filled with the sound of fists meeting flesh, accompanied by grunts and shouts of exertion.

By now Hoseok was the one stationing over Namjoon as he threw some brute blows on Namjoon's abdomen, making him groan.

Jin's features hardened as he groaned internally while witnessing Namjoon under Hoseok. If Y/n wasn't beside him, he would've already joined Namjoon to humble Hoseok down.

"Jin? Seokjin?!? Stop them!"

"Do you want me to get crushed by two insanely angry creatures?" SeokJin paused and a scoff escaped from his plump lips, "Nah, I'm too good for that," SeokJin paused again as his face grew closer towards Y/n, his lips now had a smirk playing across them when he continued, "Instead, if you want me to, I can protect you from both of them."

The last few words came out of his mouth as a seductively low whisper making Y/n's eyes widen in disbelief.

"Kim SeokJin are you being for real? Stop them! Will you?!?" She said making SeokJin chuckle at her flustered features before he finally stood up and went to the other corner of the room.

Ajumma was transferring the food into pots when she heard thuds from the guest hall. She stopped her work and quickly rushed towards the voices, only to witness SeokJin grabbing Hoseok by his waist, from behind and throwing him on the floor.

"Namjoon-ah? You're good?" SeokJin asked and gave his brother a hand to pull him upwards.

Ajumma gasped and covered her mouth with her palm on witnessing the room's destroyed condition. Y/n collected herself together and went in Hoseok's direction, slightly pissed by SeokJin's treatment towards him.

"Hoseok, are you okay? And SeokJin how can you throw him like that?"

"He deserved it," SeokJin mumbled while ignoring Y/n's gaze from behind. Namjoon smirked at his brother's remark making Jin grin in response.

"Oh no! Mr and Mrs Kim will be back soon," Ajumma groaned as her hand travelled to grasp her head in disappointment.

"Ajumma, I'll help you, but please don't reveal this to mother." Jin pleaded as he stood up and came towards the entrance where Ajumma stood.

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At Hoseok's Seoul apartment

Kyla stood at the doorstep of Hoseok's Seoul apartment with a small flower bouquet in her arms and a box full of a variety of cupcakes, which she had ordered from Seoul's most famous bakery. Ringing the bell, she waited for Mrs Jung to open the door.

Upon receiving no response, she rang the bell multiple times and waited for a few more minutes before a burning sensation hit her nostrils. She moved closer and saw fumes escaping from the space between the door and the ground.

Her eyes widened in realisation as she panicked, the flower bouquet and the cupcake box fell from her grip before she called out for help.

"SECURITY?! SECURITY?!"

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At the Kim's Mansion

"Y/n, I'll manage, don't exhaust yourself."

Hoseok said as they both sat inside SeokJin's room, and Y/n was dressing the wounds on his face.

"I'm getting better, Hoseok. Don't worry too much, didn't you see what happened?" Y/n mumbled as she gestured for him to tilt his head a bit.

With a new cotton bud, her hands hesitantly moved towards his torn lower lip.

The proximity between them increased when their eyes met. Y/n found him staring at her lips. Hoseok started decreasing the distance between their faces; his lips almost grazed Y/n's but Y/n was quick enough to sense his intentions as she moved her face backwards.

By Y/n's actions, a wave of disappointment washed over him as he stared Y/n in her eyes and spoke in a mere whisper, "Did you think about it?"

Y/n wanted to shift and maintain a distance between them but Hoseok stopped her from doing so by tightly gripping her arm.

"About w-what?"

Hoseok exhaled a long breath and it brushed Y/n's cheeks, "About my proposal."

"Huh! Oh t-that," Y/n gulped hard before she stuttered and looked into Hoseok's eyes.

Y/n's back faced the entrance of Jin's room. Hoseok saw a silhouette approaching their direction from the front yard. He grabbed Y/n closer than before making her grasp.

"H-Hose-ok, what are you trying to do?" Y/n whispered. For the first time, she felt uncomfortable in his hold, saw the hunger in his eyes and sensed crudeness in his touch.

"Stay like this for a moment," Hoseok said and moved his lips closer to Y/n's, his one hand slid in her hair which made Y/n flinch.

Namjoon stood at the entrance. His face had a bruise on his right cheek and a bandage on his chin. Taken aback by the site in front of him, a wave of sadness hit him like a slap on his face, shattering his heart into many little pieces.

His mind signaled his body to brutally push Hoseok away from Y/n, but his soul knew that he had already lost that right. His palms clenched into fists as he turned around and moved out of the room.

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A/N: what in the Converse high is going on here? 😂
What you guys think, Namjoon will do next? And Hoseok needs to stop being a jerk.
My best part was how SeokJin intentionally let Namjoon beat the shit out of Hoseok 😭🤣✋️
Separated by blood, united by the same chaotic mindset 😂
Proper elder sibling behavior, don't you guys agree?