Chapter - 3
The Letter, A Day Of Rest

The shattering of glass was heard throughout the house. The same man who brought Cheriko to the house immediately entered Jimin's room only to observe the awful scene.

The beautiful cherry bathing in her blood. Her eyes were drooping due to the intense pain and the loss of blood. The man runs to her and lifts her slowly ignoring the stupified Jimin.

"Oh no, bring Dr Seo here and fast. She's losing a lot of blood."

Jimin immediately teleports himself to get the doctor as soon as possible.

Park Jimin's POV

Cheriko was real. She wasn't a phantom. She was real. It was her. My hallucinations were getting more and more vivid lately and today I had finally lost it.

Mistaking the real Cheriko as the side effect of the sleeping pills that I was taking these days. I hurt her. I couldn't move.

Questions after questions arise in my head. Looking at her murderously coated in blood, her blood, I finally know that I did a good thing by leaving her. Her safety was my priority. She wasn't safe with me. Not now, not when he was after me.

Jungkook materialises in front of me and immediately goes to Riko. I couldn't move, not when I kept blaming myself for hurting her. I was the reason she's losing her blood.

Jungkook lifts her slowly and places her on my white bed. The bed immediately absorbed the red. Cheriko hisses when she comes in contact with the bed.

I am yelling, the voice in my head was telling me to help her. I'm pleading my brain to control my body, to do something.

Jungkook's cries for calling a Doctor immediately brings me into my senses.

Fear developed in me. Fear of losing my future. Fear of losing my Blossom.

Cheriko Ray.

As much as, Cheriko Ray is safer away from me and the monstrous man I was, I loved her.

I immediately teleport myself to Dr Seo ChangBin's office and grabbed him by his arm roughly before entering my room once again.

Dr Seo being a professional didn't question much after seeing the girl who is almost unconscious now.

"My medical equipment, bring them here, soon."

I once again teleport to the doctor's office and make a mess out of the place in search of the medical box. I give the box to Chang Bin and leave the room for the second time.

I fall in despair listening to the low moans Cheriko lets out as her wounds are being treated. I was listening to the clacking of the glass shards while being transferred. I imagine the cruel shards coated with the red substance. Her blood.

I lean on the wooden door and place my head on my palm, frustrated. I was frustrated with myself. I was disgusted with myself.

Someone sits beside me and places their hand on my shoulder. The touch activates my reflexes and I look to see Jin. His eyes sparkle with pride. But at the same time, I could feel the vibes. Jin expresses himself without talking and I like that the most. I have done wrong, I acted without thinking.

But at the same time, I didn't cross my limit.

"Hyung, Riko..." As soon as her name rolls of my mouth I sigh, press my lips together and try to open them again to talk something, but there was nothing to be justified.

"Jimin-ah, it's fine. She's safer here, with us. You don't need to explain yourself, okay?"

"But Jung-"

I could hear footsteps and the opening of the door. I hop onto my feet immediately and find Dr Seo looking at me blankly.

"She's unconscious at the moment. She will be awake in a couple of hours. I've given her some painkillers to lessen the pain. The wounds need to be dressed once a day to avoid any infection. Also, she must refrain from tasks and it's better to be on rest for a couple of days at least until the stitches are removed. Understand?"

Painkillers, stitches, infection.

I peek into the door to see her lying on the bed frown covering her face. I'll have to change the covers before she wakes up.

Jungkook was sitting beside her dissolving any grim aura in the room.

Jungkook-ah, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for hurting her.

I'm sorry I broke my promise.

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Cheriko Ray's POV

My whole body feels numb. Feels like I've been run over by a truck. I don't like this feeling. Yikes.

I can smell antiseptics in the room.

I tried to remember everything that led to this situation.

That's right, Jimin. Where was Jimin?

I need to go to him and soon. He must be beating himself up for getting me in this state.

My upper body jerks up due to sudden awareness and immediately tears flow down my cheeks. I shouldn't have moved recklessly.

I realised there was another person in the room. It wasn't Jimin.

"Please, don't move too much Riko. You'll only hurt yourself more."

He places a pillow behind me and I rest my back slowly.

"Who are you? How do you know my name?"

I ask the man. He used my nickname. How does he know me? Is he someone related to Jimin, definitely right?

"I'm someone who knows you very well Cheriko Ray."

Uh?

What's with the hidden approach?

"What do you mean?"

Just as the man could reply, a knock was heard and a man enters. The man with the broad shoulders.

"Cheriko, you are awake. Finally."

I look at both the men in the room with many more questions than before in my head. My back was stabbing me constantly.

"I've made some of y-, oh, just some soup."

The newly entered man places a small stand over my thighs with the soup over it. The soup looked delicious. I was savouring the smell.

"You don't have to keep looking at the soup, Cheriko. Have a taste."

My hand reaches for the spoon but I stop.

How could I drink this soup without even knowing the names of the men in this room?

Yeah, they seem kind and all but still.

I look at them. I hesitate but I continue.

"Isn't it about time the two of you introduce yourselves?"

I had this huge urge to ask them about Jimin but I wait. I wait until I get at least their names.

"We are sorry. I am Jin and this is my youngest brother Jungkook."

I caught up on the 'youngest brother'. Wait. There are more men in this house?!

"Does that mean, Jimin an-?"

"Yes, Jimin is one of my younger brothers. Seven in all, including me. You'll be meeting them all soon. Everyone is curious as to ho-"

"Hyung, the soup is getting cold."

Says Jungkook interrupting his "Hyung". Jin seems to give away things easily, doesn't he?

I wanted to ask them about Jimin. Where was he? Why did he have to fake his death?
Too many questions waiting for an answer. I'll have to take my time with this. For now, my body feels somber.

I try to perfect my hold on the spoon only for my hand to feel a thousand times heavier. My hand trembling because of the weight. I almost dropped the spoon when Jungkook holds my hand.

"I'll help. The doctor did tell that the painkillers would have numbed your body a little. No obligations, I would love to help someone in need."

I look at him.

Sincerity was seen. His eyes showed me familiarity. I leave my hold on the spoon as Jungkook takes it. He softly blows the soup to get it to the right temperature for me to have without burning my tongue. I open my mouth and sipped the soup from the spoon.

I did think of this to be a little embarrassing but I wasn't in a healthy state to question anything. I finally finished the bowl of some tasty soup as Jin tried to bring in a friendly environment and asked me about my life as a whole. He also mentioned that I was asleep for the last 23 hours. No wonder I feel wrecked.

And well, hungry.

"Please rest. You'll get all the answers you need soon. Jungkook will be here if you need anything. I'll have to leave for now. See you later, Cheriko."

I nod and Jin soon after leaves.

Jungkook removed the pillow which was previously behind me so that I could have a short nap. I wanted to ask him about Jimin but somewhere internally I knew I wasn't going to get an answer from him.

I hear a loud clatter and if it isn't for these thick wooden walls, I was pretty sure someone was yelling on the other side of the house.

Was it Jimin?

"Please."

With the support pillow removed and me trying to sit upright was a difficult task.

I clutch the duvet for some support and plead.

Plead to Jungkook.

To take me to Jimin.

"Please, let me see him."

Jungkook sits close to me and extends one of his arms around my waist for support. I'm sure, he could see my tears surfacing. His eyes soften, but he doesn't talk. He effortlessly bridal carries me, careful of the wounds.

My head still felt a little heavy and close my eyes only to open them occasionally to know where I was going. I saw a patio and then another hall I guess.

We enter another room just across the patio and I knew Jimin was there.

His voice was heard.

Jimin.

He looked ghastly.

He isn't taking care of himself.

Why? Jimin. Why?

The tension in the room was seen. Something was going on in between Jimin and Jungkook. I look at Jungkook and signal him to let me stand once again.

"But,"

"I'll be fine. No worries."

He steadily yet gradually lets me down. As soon as I gain my balance he lets go of his arm which was around me.

"I'll leave, then."

I nod and Jungkook teleports himself.

I can never get used to this. What are they?

My eyes focus on Jimin and only him. I take in his features. His eyes. His nose. His chin. His stature. His lips.

I talk slow steps towards him. There was shattered glasses, pieces of wood and some sharp ornaments coated with silver.

"No, Cheriko. Stop."

I couldn't, not when his hands were bleeding. Was he trying to hurt himself using these glasses because he accidentally injured me?

"I'll only hurt you more. I don't want that to happen again."

I take his bleeding palm and touch the deep cut as he hisses due to the pain.

"You wouldn't hurt me, Jimin. I know. You wouldn't."

The pool of tears filled with droplets of fear, happiness, confusion, frustration was all let out. I didn't want to see Jimin hurt and bleeding. I couldn't bear to see the pain he's being through. I know he didn't hurt me intentionally. It was more like a spur of the moment. He doesn't need to reflect on that.

The droplets fall on his wound. The tears magically healed the wound. A layer of crystalline ice was formed which soon became vapours and the skin was devoid of scars.

I look at Jimin astounded.

"It's you. You are special. You always heal me by whatever means. But why me? Why did you have to fall in love with a person like me?"

I hold both his arms and lay my head on his chest and listen to his beating heart. The room was silent. It was just us and me listening to the music of his heart.

"You think you'll be able to answer the same question if I were to ask?"

"If only everything were to become right once again. We'll be living our lives to the fullest of what's meant to be."

Jungkook and his mysterious tone. Jin, who puts a lot of thought into whatever he speaks.

And now, Jimin who is being cryptic.

"Jimin-ah, please. I have no idea of what's happening around me. You were dead or that's what your grave supposedly said. One whole year, I went to see the sunrise by myself. One whole year I was lonely. Every place I pass through has at least a single memory of us together. I was hopeless. I couldn't get over you. Not when you appear in my dreams frequently. Not when my heart still speaks your name. Every single second, I lived with thoughts of you. Exactly a year later, today, I see you again. I don't want this to be a dream. You are relentlessly strong and my tears healed your wounds. I'm overwhelmed. This situation makes me hyperventilate, Jimin. Please, please don't push me away and let me stay. Let me in. Let me know of what's happening here."

I hiccuped through my tears. I finally finished telling everything that was circling my head.

"You thought I was dead?"

"Uh?"

I removed my head from his chest and I look at him. After me revealing my feelings, that's the only thing in his head?

"No, I wrote a letter to you."

"A letter? I didn't receive one."

"Gosh. I might have got the address wrong."

"Where did you send the letter to?"

"The florist shop."

"I didn't have a chance to tell you that I was  shifting the shop for a while for renovation."

Was the parting then, really meant to be?

"I missed you RayRay. I wholeheartedly missed spending time with you. I was also hopelessly in love with you. My hyung's tried so much stuff to get me back on track. I was like the living dead. Not that I'm no-"

He looks at me as I give a weird questioning look.

"What's with you and Jin eating sentences up? Complete it. I want to know anything and everything related to you. I am not afraid of anything. Please. Tell me."

His arm snakes to my waist as he holds me. He must have noticed me struggling to balance myself.

"Let's get you to bed first, shall we?"

I nod and he teleports us back to the room I was previously in. He lays me down and I made myself comfortable.

Jimin sits down next to me and intertwines our hands.

I look at his face. He was thinking, pondering over the right words to speak.

"There's no other way to reveal this than to just simply let it out."

I'm sure I wouldn't be as overwhelmed after this revelation.  There are already some supernatural stuff I'm seeing. So? I'll be able to handle it, right?

"We, the two of us and my brothers aren't from this era."

(2474)
Yeah, so I did give away a little more of the story. Hehe

What was Jimin's promise to Jungkook?

Time Travelling?

From which time period are they from?

Who is Jimin?

Who are they?

Read more to find out~