~Yoona Point of View~

"Oh, shit," I panicked, slamming the drawer shut before pulling it open again, over and over again. Of course, the sword wouldn't come back by doing that, so I don't even know why I did it in the first place.

"Oh no..." I crouched down and peered underneath the cabinet and underneath the beside table, as well as under the bed.

No luck.

"For god's sake..." I huffed, standing upright again and looking around the room.
Where could it be?

After turning my room inside out for 10 solid minutes, I sadly came to the conclusion that it was not here.

It was missing.

"I can't let anyone know..." I mumbled to myself, pacing back and forth.
What do I do?

They'll call me irresponsible, they won't trust me with their matters, I can't even look after one thing...

These thoughts swam around my head as I sighed, which turned into a frown.

I didn't move it.
It can't move on its own.
So there was only one possible explanation.

Someone has taken it.

"Okay, so... you know we all have individual powers, right?"

Yoongi shifted his weight on the chair and crossed his arms, glancing at me. I nodded, and he smiled.

"So, it just depends when you will get yours. I mean, I got mine, what, four weeks after I turned 18?" He got up, rubbing his hair.

"And you've only spent a week being 18, am I right?"

I shrugged, "Yeah about a week and a half," I replied, and he nodded understandingly.

"So you won't get your power just yet, well it's highly unlikely, no one ever has this early. So-"

"Hey Yoongi?" I interrupted him, and he cocked his head to the side.

"What?"

"Can you...can you show me what you do? Like, move some stuff?" I grinned, trying not to sound too childish.

He sighed, before letting out a chuckle.
"Seriously Yoona? Fine," He smiled, before turning to the wall holding the array of weapons.
"Watch carefully!"

"WOW!"
I jumped out of my own chair when a small dagger slid out of its hook on the wall.
"Oh my god..." I glanced at Yoongi, and he laughed at my excitement filled eyes.

The dagger propelled forward, stopping a few feet from me and falling to the floor.

Yoongi chuckled when I flinched.

"Oh, that's awesome," I breathed, as the dagger again lifted itself off the ground and sailed back to its location on the wall.

"I know," Yoongi smirked, crossing his arms with satisfaction.

"I want to know my power," I whined, and he laughed.

"Patience," He smiled smugly, to which I glared at him before gesturing for him to use his power again.

This time, a bow slid out of its hook and an arrow fitted at the correct place; the arrow fired and hit the target at bullseye on the back wall.

I turned to face him and grinned.

"You're awesome."

Yoongi laughed, striding over to ruffle my hair.
"Tell me something I don't know."

"Yoongi!"

A voice called as they travelled down the stairs at a fast speed.

"Yoongi," Namjoon repeated, reaching the said boy.

"I need you to come with me a second. It's urgent," He said lowly, the look in his eye a mix of worry and something else I couldn't identify.

"Okay... Yoona? I'll send someone else down then, how about-"

"Jimin."
My mouth opened and spoke the name before he could finish. Yoongi looked a little surprised before chuckling and nodding, and I smiled as they both left.

Why Jimin?
I didn't know.
I just felt the most comfortable around him.

Then another thought occurred to me.
If Namjoon and Yoongi were busy, that meant no combat training with Namjoon, which meant I wouldn't have to use my blade, which meant no one would know it was missing. For now.

Just as I was pondering, I heard footsteps slowly descend down the stairs and I unknowingly smiled.

"Someone requested the presence of The Park Jimin?"
He spread his arms wide and placed a lopsided smile on his face, as I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Not me."

"You little-"
Jimin strode forward and placed his hands on my shoulders, allowing me to observe his handsome features for a split second before he suddenly began tickling me.

"No! Ah Jimin stop! Okay okay I asked for you!" I laughed, my giggles subsiding as he withdrew his hands.

"So, we'll be flying, okay?" He ran a hand through his hair before turning away.

"Back in a moment though, okay?"

"Okay..." I trailed off humming to myself waiting.

"Finally, some alone time."

My body flinched when Jungkook materialised a few feet in front of me.

"Jungkook?" I whispered, as he stepped forward, his body now only a few inches from mine.

"You're so beautiful...." He muttered, tucking a loose strand of my hair behind my ear.

I shuddered at his touch, tilting my head downwards slightly, unable to look him in the eye as a deep blush tainted my cheeks.

"Yoona, I-"

"Jungkook?"

Jungkook promptly stepped back, allowing a suitable space between us again.

"When did you come here?" Jimin frowned, walking over and patting his shoulder.

"Same time as you," He mumbled.

"What?" Jimin moved closer.

"I said just now," Jungkook spoke louder, gazing away from both Jimin and myself.
He moved back even more, making his way back to the stairs. Just before he placed a foot onto the first step, he glanced over his shoulder.

"Have a...safe flight, Yoona." His gaze held a look I couldn't identify, before proceeding up the stairs.

My eyes trailed after him, before Jimin placed a gentle hand on my shoulder, breaking my trance.

"Huh?"

Jimin smiled softly, taking my hand and leading me upstairs and all the way to the roof.

"Let's fly."

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