“She’s somewhere near Jungkook, I’m receiving strong signals.” Spoke Jimin staring into the same black and green screen of the Zymbeote.

“Eomma, It’s snowing.” Spoke Jihyun while he sat comfortably between the soft blanket wrapped around him on the backseat and he had his nose pressed to the glass of the window while he peered out towards the white town twinkling in golden lights. His sleep kissed eyes glowed with the innocent shimmer of life dazzling in those chocolate orbs.

“Jihyun sit back and stay in your blanket.” Spoke Jimin with this sickening feeling accumulating in the pit of his stomach watching the blip give off much intense glow over the screen.

He couldn’t even think after the words ‘what would happen when they-…’ He just couldn’t think forth and the dreading feeling of being back in Seoul with their purpose of finding the girl with hazel orbs was terrifying. They were not even sure of whom they were to find back, Angel or Venom.

“But Eomma I want to make a snowman, look there is so much snow-…”

“Jihyun, be quiet.”

Jimin spoke a bit sternly making the boy to curl his lips in a pout oblivious of the sensitivity of the situation. He didn’t even know why his parents were so frazzled, they were just going to pick Angel right then what’s so infuriating about it.

They seem as if their souls will evaporate any minute to the way they sat feeling so edgy and desperately looking at the GPS, the Zymbeote and the roads forth.

“Eomma it’s that icecream shop, Angel brought me to when we used to live in Seoul-….”

“Jihyun” Jungkook surely wasn’t feeling good enough and with the little boy unconsciously opening the doors to past, it wasn’t helping at all.

“Not a word more”

And just like that Jihyun stopped from talking further and slumped back sliding into the fluffy blanket. He wasn’t liking it at all that they scolded him over nothing.

I miss you Angel.

The pout of his lips curled more as he remembered the embrace of familiar arms that always saved him from getting scolded and loved him dearly.

Where are you? Just come back already.

His longing eyes peered forth the glass window yet again oblivious of how his little innocent wish was granted at the spot.

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Destination reached.

Coordinates: 37.7000° N, 126.9500° E

Target alive.
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The auto-assist spoke urging Jungkook to abruptly stop in the middle of the road making Jimin and Jihyun to jolt in their places.
“What happened Jung-…” Jimin stopped himself from speaking further as he saw Jungkook peering forth through the front wind shield with pure horror kissing his beautiful features.

Following his gaze Jimin saw what he least was expecting.

In the headlights of the bike that stood midway. A girl knelt down shaking while a man stood in front of her pressing the nozzle of a gun right to the crown of her head.

“A-angel….” It rolled off Jungkook’s tongue intuitively as he peered forth with his blood drying in his veins.

The girl puked fiercely painting the hard concrete with blood that left Jimin to gasp and slam his hand over the Zymbeote turning it off. They felt as if someone froze them like statues in their places, Jungkook wanted to scream and tell the person not to hurt her, Jimin wanted to pull her away from the person with raven wavy hair, so awfully familiar but none of the two seemed to even breathe as they spectated the view forth.

Jimin saw how the person had dropped onto his knees in front of the girl and grabbed her limp body to pull against his, he had seen how he clutched her to himself that left him utterly lost in the mixed emotions of fear and curiosity.

“Appa, Is Angel dead?” Spoke Jihyun the first to break from the trance as he saw the girl bare of any movement while the guy with raven hairs was still hugging her.

“Is that Hyung? Taehyung Hyung?” He pointed forth towards the road and exclaimed in pure shock but before Jimin could utter a word, the door was opened suddenly from the right side of the Rover with Jungkook sliding out and practically bolting forth as he ran towards the two figures.

“Jungkook wait…” Jimin called out to him yet the boy was running forth blindly huffing to his breath that sharply cut through his lungs and froze them.

“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM HER” He screamed viciously yet he never saw the guy part himself from the girl.

“JUNGKOOK-….” Jimin ran after him feeling his heart beat deafen his ears intensely.

“FUCKING GET AWAY FROM HER, NO-….” Jungkook rose his hand reaching it to his back and grabbing the G-18 resting in the hook of his pants. He pulled the revolver out and smacked it right into the back of the person’s head rattling his skull with the fierce force.

The impact left the person to hiss and unwrap his arms from around the girl and reach them to his head while he decked down bending to his one side and falling onto the concrete. It was then that Jimin saw the person to be no one other than whom they feared him to be, his own best friend. A long lost one.

“TaeTae”

He leapt forth to Taehyung instantly while the guy whimpered slowly closing his eyes getting knocked out of his consciousness.

“What the fuck you think you are doing Jimin? Get the fuck here right now.” Jungkook snarled watching his husband grabbing the boy who was supposedly their enemy by now.

“J-jung-…”

“The fuck is wrong with you?” yelled Jungkook glaring while he carried the pale and limp figure of the girl up in his strong arms.

“What the fuck do you mean? Can’t you see?”

“Are you seriously going to help him-…”

“H-he’s hurt too Jungkook”

“I don’t give a fuck, let him the fucking go and come already.”

“What? Are you even sane?”

“Jimin”

“I cannot leave him be Jungkook.”

“I SAID FUCKING LET GO OF HIM AND COME, NOW.”

“NO, HE IS STILL MY FUCKING BROTHER, DON’T YOU DARE ARGUE ON THIS WITH ME JUNGKOOK. I CANNOT LET HIM FREEZE, KNOCKED OUT ON A ROAD ALL NIGHT LONG.”

Hearing Jimin, Jungkook couldn’t help but to grit his teeth keeping himself back from exploding. With the limp figure in his arms, he simply turned and walked away taking long strides back towards the Rover.

Jimin on the other hand too was pissed off at Jungkook’s behavior.

After all Taehyung was still as important to him as Venom was for Jungkook.

“What the fuck are you even doing out here at this hour of the night?” Mumbled Jimin sliding his arm under Taehyung’s head making it dangle over his arm. The strong sniff of alcohol from his breath made Jimin sigh feeling his heart clench with pain.

“You shouldn’t have come here” He mumbled yet again to Taehyung whose senses were blinded to even understand a word Jimin uttered.

“You should never come back here.”

Carrying the boy up in his arms, Jimin turned and walked to the bus stop at the side of the road, he placed Taehyung’s limp figure over the bench. Bending over his figure, Jimin stared at the face forth, eyes glossed heavily with the blinding tears as his fingertips ran across the tan cheek of the boy’s face. The ink that sat arrogantly over his skin hadn’t just darkened his innocence it had indeed darkened their future too, all of their lives were now dipped into fears and darkness. Jimin couldn’t help but feel scared to live just another day. Every day came with a dread that what if someday the K.N.G.H.T.S or the Devil’s Eye come stepping on his doorstep. What would happen if they really do find the She-Devil again?

Even if Yoongi, Hoseok and Jungkook had their hands till shoulders in fire burning themselves up just to protect their precious ones, the horror never left Jimin’s mind.

And now seeing the boy forth, Jimin’s heart clenched with pain and sorrow. He missed him so much but the other seems to have lost himself.

Taehyung is lost.

Gone away, way too far.

What Jungkook had been telling Jimin brought him to think like that yet his heart never agreed but now seeing the darkness of the ink that teared through his flesh, Jimin couldn’t help but to agree to Jungkook’s words swarming in his consciousness.

He is not the person you used to love Jimin, he is not your brother anymore, TAEHYUNG IS GONE.

His lip quivered as Jungkook’s words refreshed in his mind.

“Taehyungie…” He whimpered.

“You should never step back here again.”

“Y-you hear me? Never.”

Stroking the raven waves away from the knocked out boy’s forehead, Jimin shook with sobs.

“You cannot come back anymore.”

“J-Just go away, please” He wheezed clutching on his heart.

“Please don’t come back, I cannot see you get hurt more please.”

Sliding his hand into Taehyung’s pocket, Jimin retrieved a cellphone. Grabbing Taehyung’s limp hand he pressed the index over the finger print mold and unlocked the phone.

Pressing the call button on the last contacted number, he waited till the bell rang.

“Hello Tae, where are you? I told you to leave things in my hand, why don’t you understand I’m your elder brother, it’s my job to protect you yet you keep meddling in this nasty business, Hello Taehyung? Can you hear me? what’s wrong? why are you not responding…”

Jimin couldn’t hear anymore, he kept a palm pressed to his mouth tightly, as the voice of yet another dear one filled his ears. Clutching his mouth tightly while tears escaped his eyes rapidly one after the other, Jimin slid the phone into one of the pockets of Taehyung’s jacket. He turned on his heels and ran out of there as fast as he could.

“Hello! Hello Taehyung? Are you there….” The voice boomed inside the pocket of the one who was oblivious and the one to know broke down badly as he reached the Rover.

Jungkook slid out placing Angel’s head down on the seat while Jihyun kept sniffling wiping the blood away from her mouth. Grabbing a hold of Jimin, Jungkook pulled him in his arms, he knew how Jimin always wanted the comforted of his arms wherever he broke down.

“Y-You were r-right Guk.” Spoke Jimin with hiccups spilling from his mouth.

“You were right, H-he is not my Taehyungie…”

“Y-you were right.”

Jungkook didn’t utter a word as a response, either he didn’t know how to say or what to say, he just kept hugging the hurt boy in his arms tightly.

“I’m sorry you had to see this.” With that Jungkook broke from the hug and cupped his husband’s face pressing his warm lips to the eyes of the former feeling the soft touch of his wet lashes against his lips.

“Appa, b-blood…” Jihyun yelled trying to hold the shaking figure of the girl yet again. Her eyes were shut tightly with cold sweat beads forming on her forehead. While she retched again with the urge of puking and the blood ran that spewed from her mouth painted the back of the front seat of the Rover and down it ran over her cheek.

Seeing this Jimin hurriedly moved towards the back seat sliding in while Jihyun crawled to the front seat next to Jungkook.

As quietly as the Jeon entered the city of memories, they left too.

But again steps can leave tracks, breath can leave wisps and hearts can leave longings desires.

They never knew they had done a much bigger mistake to step into the land of Seoul because for sure it was going to weave a track for the Devil to come for his bride.

Or for the She devil for her toy, a toy that held her soul.

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