I groan while opening my- it is quite easily than I expected. Blinking my eyes for a few times in order to remove the blurriness in my vision, once my eyes returns to their normal functioning, my eyes shuts again- painful streaks starts flowing from the back of my head.

I tremble, the wave subsides somehow but when I try lifting my hand- they seem to stick at the same position. Heaviness clutches my hand rather tightly as if the second I will wake up and try to run away, the person will be notified first.

Though I am physically refreshed, I feel my emotions as well as insides feeling as exhausted as ever. Like I have been running away since the whole week, not getting a single ounce of rest in the mean time.

My face scrunches up because of the dull ache, I don't know the reason for my dysfunctional body- it is just not working the way I want it to and the pain is adding fuel, making it extremely unbearable.

But right now, I need to get up from my seat, no matter what happens.

The need to converse with the boys that were beside me at the time of explosion grows inside my heart. I want to know their condition, I hope they are okay.

I just hope they are not seriously injured.

As much as I don't want to think negative, the worse only makes me want to jump from my position and run to find everyone.

"Goeun, get up now. Please."

Taehyung's voice penetrates into my ears, startling me. It takes me my everything to turn my head towards him- the scene just breaks my heart. He is rubbing his swollen eyes with the back of his hands and straightening his position on the chair- the place he was sleeping moments ago. Bandages are wrapped around his arms and fingers, a bandaid on his forehead, covering half of his beauty.

The boy has his eyes closed, giving me enough time to check his condition.

But the other second I feel a strong electric shock within my body, spreading through the only connected link between us- our interlinked hands. It is not painful at all, but my eyes widens after witnessing a ray of light- a mixture of two colors.

Purple and cyan, that lights up the whole room.

Moving my eyes towards our bracelets- they glow as brighter as they can, or at least it is the first time that mine is acting like this.

My eyes keeps on widening, along with the intensity of light that is growing stronger by second- Taehyung, now with his eyes fully opened spares a single glance towards me and then moves to the ray, he is confused too.

Neither of us pulls away, we just keep on looking at the beam that is shining brighter. My mind is indeed screaming that it can result into something worse but still my heart says to stay still.

As time passes by, I feel my body getting strangely lighter- the heaviness and stiffness due to the wounds and injuries starts to dissolve. Whatever I was feeling moments ago has disappeared and all left is me- now completely healed.

As much as it sounds strange, I guess Taehyung's powers are healing me.

He is not a healer too, for god's sake, I need to find Jin soon.

"What the fuck is happening here?"

A squeal emerges from the other side of the room as both of us separate our hands instantly like a child who has caught stealing chocolate from the fridge.

Taehyung's face moves away from my direction to the shocked person and then to his left side and then down towards his lap- he tries to act normally which is actually raising more doubts.

I bite my bottom lip and with an innocent and idiotic look plastered on my face, I glance at the elder who is going to begin his hyperventilating speech soon.

"First, I have the sole right to ask about the thing that was happening here and second, how the hell not even a single scratch is present on your body, let alone an injury, Goeun?"

Jin exaggerates. I mean, it is not his fault at all here, he really has the right to get shocked- I am shocked too.

"Guess Taehyung's power healed me," I state what my mind has comprehended till now and speared a glance at Taehyung who already is staring at me.

Jin smirks at Taehyung.

"Hey boy, it is alright. I didn't witness everything though, I swear to god."

"What the- seriously? He is already feeling uncomfortable- Jin!" I exclaim while grunting as he exits the room while guggling.

From that second onwards, Jin keeps an eye on me from day to night- it is now the 10th time already. It feels like he can prescribe me bed rest for a whole week even if my toe nail gets cracked- no kidding.

But heaven knows how, but I am totally well. Minutes ago I had wounds and a number of bandages wrapped around my body with medicine and traces of dried blood but now, not even a scratch or a mark is present on my skin.

"Goeun."

My head snaps towards Taehyung, the grip on my hand tighten even more as he stares directly in my eyes.

"In all honesty, tell me. How are you feeling?" He bites the inside of his cheek and bats his eyelashes, a total ethereal scene but I snap my attention towards his question.

How I am feeling..

It actually feels like I am missing something, that there is something that I can't remember.

"I.. I don't know. It feels.. empty."

That's exactly how I feel- empty.

"You.." He pauses while biting his lips, like contemplating whether he should say the next words or not.

"Yeah?"

"Do you remember our conversation?"

He lays extra stress on that word, conversation? What type of conversation?

"What are you talking about, Taehyung? What conversation?"

And he nods his head instantly, moving his eyes towards the window and again at me- a move so confusing that all I want to hear is an explanation.

"What-"

"No. It is nothing, it's okay."

But it is not okay.

The sudden downfall of his expressions screams a deep reason, after spending time with him- almost a week, I can sense the changes in his thoughts easily.

But I can't pry in this matter, I have no right to.

"Goeun!"

Jimin enters the room while running, his eyes filled with panic and concern as he looks at my slightly crooked figure due to the loss of energy.

"Oh my, thank god you are alright," He immediately wraps me into a tight hug that even when I hiss, he doesn't let go and keeps on swaying me around like a rag doll.

"Jimin, want me to fight now, do you?"

"Prick much," He mumbles as I pinch his side, he jumps several centimetres away from me.

"Where is Gyuri?"

But my questions gets ignored as Jin interrupts the talk.

"You are alright, Goeun so I can happily dismiss you," Jin pats my shoulder. "Yeah, I will be in my room then." I try to stand from the bed but even before I can lay a foot on the ground, Taehyung grabs my hand in a millisecond.

"Let me take you there," He offers while wrapping his arm securingly around my waist, and starts walking even before I can refuse his kind deed.

Damn, I can't refuse.

"Sure," I smile and glance back at Jimin. "Yeah, go and rest and let me tell you, the three girls are on their missions so get ready once they come back."

"Thanks for the warning, Jimin. I will keep that in mind."

I playfully send him a small salute as Taehyung leads me to my room.

During the whole path, Taehyung keeps his pace slow, allowing me to establish my balance and then take the next step. Neither of us try to start a conversation as we both are busy in our own worlds because of the scene that we created before.

And just when we arrive in the front of my room, I try making my way towards the passcode machine to rush inside the room but Taehyung slides between me and the wall and enters the passcode- the door opens with a loud click.

What the hell.

He still remembers my passcode?

"Go on in, I will be back in a second," He rushes away, leaving me alone in front of my room.

Now is the right time, Goeun.

Check your powers.

Inhaling deeply, I tap on my bracelet to activate my power mode.

Hope it works just fine.

The purple light starts emerging from my bracelet and then from my hands, indicating that everything is alright till now. My technique is working and when the fire balls darkens and forms a dense covering around my hands- it means that I can proceed further.

In between my concentration, the rhythmic 5 knocks on the door informs me about the new guest at my door- Taehyung, I guess.

"Come in!"

Without breaking my concentration, I exclaim.

My hands starts emitting a violet colour and my insides glistens with hope. Now it is my turn to command the books to return to their particular book shelves.

And the second I imagine about the action, I witness all the books slowly floating in the air as in an instant they get oriented back to their original places.

I thought my powers will be weaker than before but no.

I am more powerful now.

But my little moment of pride is interrupted by the claps arising behind me. In an instant I turn around just to witness Taehyung, standing there with his eyes wide and a big smile on his face.

"Where did you go?" I mumble while walking towards him, he nods.

"To my room, I wanted to get my phone but met Miyeon on the way."

Oh, her.

I nod in agreement but eye him suspiciously at the same time, his demeanor is totally different than before.

"Come on, sit," I point towards the chair as he occupies one and places his hands on the desk- I remain silent, an indication for him to start talking now.

"You surely don't know what happened with Miyeon, I didn't know too."

"Yeah, I don't. What happened?" I frown at his gestures.

Sigh. "Her dad expired."

"Lord, I am sorry," I sorrowfully reply. Damn, it must be hard for her, I didn't even know about this- I need to meet her soon.

"And Namjoon has already assigned her a mission for tomorrow. I mean, that's bad right?"

In true words, it is. It actually is not right to assign missions to a person who is mentally not stable. But it is a rule, at last we need to obey the organization.

"Yeah, it's not good to give her a mission and on the top of that to assassinate someone when she herself is going through a death of her close one," I look down at my hands, trying to collect the proper words. "But no one can do anything in this case Taehyung. This is finalised from the top seniors, it is not in our hands."

Even though I kind of don't like her but still, this matter is not simple and I won't ever in my dreams will hold a grudge against her at a time like this.

"So, I thought something," He mumbles.

"What?"

"I am thinking of taking this mission-"

"No."

My firm denial shakes him, as he frowns. "Why?"

"You can't just take her mission randomly. The seniors allot them with so much thinking, taking in every situation and point. Both of your powers are different," I reason.

"I know that you are worried Taehyung, I understand how you are feeling but it is really difficult."

He keeps his eyes down the whole time, my insides scream at me to do something but the second he grabs his head with his hands, I scurry towards him.

"Pretty please?"

Oh, I swear this boy..

"Taehyung, look I can't even join you."

"You don't even need to, I won't let you, no and never," He jumps out of his seat and points his index finger directly at my face.

"Alright alright, but there's no way that I am letting you go alone."

"Taehyung,"

And his voice changes drastically, to a high pitch.

"You are now the deadliest agent in the organization, congratulations."

He is mimicking me. What the hell?

"First, I don't sound like that and second, your powers are raw. You don't even know how to control them once they get out of your hands!" My pitch reaches heights, but I am not agreeing with him going alone to complete the mission.

No, no way in the fucking hell.

He suddenly moves his face, revealing his hurtful eyes filled with request.

"Miyeon requires some time off.. I don't think she can go for a mission."

"I will try.." I mumble, not being able to open my mouth enough. He is caring for her more than himself.

"Just once, I promise I will stay safe."

He is repeatedly requesting me, I can't deny anymore.

"Okay."

Even if it costs me my life.

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"Thank god you are alright!" The voice exclaims making me groan as I muffle my head more into my furry blanket.

And here I thought that my brother will go away after noticing my bad mood, but who am I kidding to?

He literally jumps on me- on my back to be more precise and crushes me till his heart's desire. He doesn't even give me enough time to stabilise myself, I know he is too worried but rather in a weird way.

"I was scared to death, Goeun. Do you even know how I felt watching you crumbling up on the ground?" Jungkook asks, now serious affection pouring out of his eyes as I hear a sniffle.

My closed eyes shoots open like a bullet train. Turning around, I witness an emotional Jungkook who is sniffling and wiping out the lone tears instantly when they try to slide down his cheeks.

"Do you- do you even understand?" Jungkook huffs out and roughly wipes his eyes like he wants the tears to stop dripping from his eyes but the situation just can't be helped.

"D- damn it."

"Kookie.." My eyes softens as my instant response is to girdle him in my arms. He, for some time tries to push me away softly but once he realises that I am too stubborn, he buries his face deep inside my neck.

It has been a while since Jungkook cried this bitterly in my arms- the last time when he was 9 and me being 6, he cried into my arms as mom and dad weren't with us due to their assigned jobs.

We both were alone and so are right now, the boy in my arms cries roughly that my whole body trembles with him. And eventually I know that my tears resurfaces too.

Dang, it is not my time to cry.

"I thought you were going to leave me.." He mumbles through his hiccups, I pat his back and shake my head.

"That is never going to happen, I swear I am going to stay by your side till my death."

"You better stick to that," His hands lands on my lower back in the form of fists as I hiss playfully to his soft punches.

Just thinking of being alone after your parents have passed away and then your younger sister departing too, it is really hard for me to even think about living on while carrying the weight of such distress.

"Stop now, I am alright and will always be. But, I want to ask something," I poke the side of his waist but he keeps on clinging at me and pretends like he is glued to my torso.

"I can't.. oh my god I can't let you go!" He exclaims, playfully.

"Just have a little bit of shame, Jungkook. A whole grown ass adult brother acting like this with his little sister? Jimin will surely guffaw."

"Yeah alright, don't imagine the aftermath and tell me. What do you want to ask?"

He moves several inches away and grabs his phone which is placed on the side table. Rapidly tapping the screen, when he notices that I am silent for no reason, he peeks at me.

"I am not Jimin if you think I will directly read your mind."

"Of course you are not, keep that piece of shit aside and listen to me carefully."

He tosses his phone sideways and nods.

"Can I.. request Namjoon to dismiss a particular agent's mission? Will he accept my request?"

Jungkook tilts his head and falls back on the bed's frame with his hands behind his head.

"Uhm, depends actually. The reason as well as the the day for the mission to be initiated. When is the scheduled date?"

"Tomorrow."

"Difficult, but rather ask Namjoon, he will guide you the best."

I thank my brother for the information he has provided and whatever it is, at least now I will face Namjoon with full preparation.

And here goes the stupid me to hear scoldings from Namjoon and do something which I shouldn't but who am I even kidding to?