❝ Love is so painful, like when you get a needle shot. Love is so precious like your first child born. Love is a medicine that heals you, like Rapunzel's tear ❞

Jin grunted with each step his father dragged him across the karaoke room in a well know club."Let me go, father!" The brunette yelled, eyes sharpened with hatred.

Shin Han Sol threw Jin across the floor, his cape hanging low as he walked across the karaoke room, frowning with disgrace. "Why the hell did you leave your poor, helpless, aging father when you knew, you were soon to be king and conquer Rikina for the residents there!"

Plodding, Jin crawled on his knees, using all his strength to stand up. He walked closer to his father, holding his head high, and spoke in a firm voice he'd used when instructing at the hospital.

"I left you because, you only cared for power, knowing that our people couldn't stand watching citizens die before you and me. Your act, your givings, your belongings, even you cannot do anything to satisfy me or help me grow into a noble man! Therefor, I don;t care about royalty it it means being the devil!" His voice shaking with hurt showing in his brown orbs as tears streamed down his pale cheek.

"Just because I arranged marriage you with Jung Hoseok, didn't mean falling in love. You know love is a wicked spell set on your heart, controlling that useless brain of yours when you can be ruling Rikina like the Shin Han Sol, me!"

"So what if I ruled Rikina? People would expect so much from me and be helpless, crying, begging me like they did to you because I'm your only son! No.... I'm not your son. I'm not your son any longer, father. You're not even my father. You're a devil, that's what you are!" Jin stomped his feet on the ground, forming a fist with his hand, tears running down his cheek, hair disheveled from moving his face as he argued with his father.

Shin Han Sol walked closer and closer and closer till Jin took steps back, until he hit the wall hard. His father tipped his chin and whispered in his ear in a menacing tone, "You will kill him even if you love him. A droplet of blood is the same ounce of love I have. Meaning, you will shed blood until your love is no longer valuable on this planet or your heart. And if your heart still holds love, like Snow White's Evil Queen, I'll dig your heart out. Tell me, you don't want that."

Jin's eyes moved side the side, shaking with fear. He saw so much hatred and devilishness in his father's dark eyes that he knew he had to obey. He could feel his knees wobbling from the intense glare his father attacked on him. This wasn't his father. He remembered his mother told him during his childhood years, his father was sweet as sweet potato.

Jin's breath hitched with each droplet of tear ran down his cheek. He badly wanted to argue to win and make his father good once again, but he knew this wasn't the answer to the question right now. "I will shed blood of a wolf in a sheep's clothing like you asked. Moreover, I will kill the love that once belonged in my heart, part of me." Jin said, looking at his father in the eyes as tears continued pouring down his cheek.

"That's my honorable, noble, fearless, powerful young prince. And I am proud to call you my best only son that I have in the entire world." Shin Han Sol ran his hand through Jin's dark chocolate hair, smiling a wicked smile.

Meanwhile, Hoseok adjusted himself on his horse. The horse galloped through the greenery forest, moist, and wet from the raining. Yoongi, Taehyung, and Jungkook were riding their horses as well, galloping through the forest.

Once the four reached the city of Seoul, they were in utter astonishment. So much has happened ever since Yoongi, Taehyung, and Jungkook were kidnapped. Seoul was now a booming, blast of fire eruptions at every point of the buildings and smoke swirled the entire city.

"Heeyah!" Hoseok pulled the reign of the horse and his buddy stormed off as well as the others, galloping fast as the wind down the hills and through out the city.

Mothers and babies cried as fire erupted at every corner of the buildings. Some yelped at the explosion of bombs blasting near them. Roads cracked, building's glass shattered. Everything had turned miserable. "Somebody help! Save us!" A mother cried, hugging her baby close to her chest.

Suddenly, a dark cloud swarmed around the tallest building. Everyone looked up, taking steps back. A few were covered in scars and blood from the sharp glass that injured them. It was a cloud like they never seen before and all of out no where, asteroids darted down, blasting the roads open to soil laying flat there.

"JUNG HOSEOK, come out, come out, where ever you are...." A dark, menacing, deafening voice echoed through the microphone Shin Han Sol had attached to his ear as he speak'ed into it.

Then, he was there once again, standing on the building next to the tallest one, hands on his hips. He didn't smile this time. He had a very grave, expressionless expression painting his face underneath his beautifully decorated white mask. His brunette hair disheveled, bangs hanging loose across his forehead.

He leaped over to the next building as lightening struck above him. Rolling over the hard ground, Hoseok grunted, dashing across the building to the next one as he felt a shadow following him.

An asteroid shot ahead of him and Hoseok almost fell as he was leaping across the building. He held onto the bar, his chest heaving up and down. His teeth clenched and hands were slipping when he saw a baby crying in the middle of fire enveloping the room inside the building.

A tall man with stood there besides the fire, gathering his documents and fire blanket, hurrying towards the baby and breathed heavily. He covered himself with the blue blanket, not wanting the flames to touch him or the smell of burning flame to enter his nose. He never liked the smell of burning fire, crackling, especially an enormous fire engulfing him or anyone.

He walked closer to the baby who was whining, just sitting there. His hair light brown, a light green shirt hugging his body. The brunette caressed the baby's soft cheeks, tears rolling off both of their cheeks.

"I'm so sorry, love," The brunette whispered, walking closer to the glass window that wasn't shattered yet. He swung a chair, hitting the window with it and glasses cracked, littering across the dark blue floor.

He held the baby in his arms, Hoseok dangerously hung to the bar of the building, pulling himself. But his hands were slipping, he couldn't hold on. His eyes widened, seeing the man before him. He had a blue blanket, covering his face and head. Only his light brown orbs were visible. The tall, milky skin man who's eyes electrified guilt, threw the baby out of the window before the man who's holding onto the bar.

As if silence had thrown Hoseok too, gravity already having in plans for the red-flaming haired man and the baby, he let his finger tips almost immediately let go of the bar.

And gravity had taken a hold of him as well.

The man covering his face and head had left, not caring about the baby and the other in his beautifully decorated mask,

"I'm sorry." He whispered, a wet droplet rolling of his pale, sad, hurt face.

So I wrote this really quick, I'm sorry for any mistakes as I'm a novice writer. I hope everyone is having a great Saturday! And here we have the action developing and suspense, you might say. This gif might help you find out what just occurred at the end of this chapter hehe

If it isn't too much, kindly try reading my J-Hope Fanfic, Edge of Desire. It's an eight member AU if anyone wanted to know.

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