"We often describe a "miracle" as some kind of divine intervention...but we all have miracles inside of us, whether it be a single act of kindness or simply loving ourselves...each one of us has the power to create a miracle...which means that each one of us...... is divine."

-Max

"Y/n?"

Exhausted breaths shook your body as you stood before the young royal, his chocolate eyes scanning over you with great amounts of curiosity, worry, and relief.

You couldn't find the strength to speak to him, your body slowly beginning to cave in on itself.

You had been running for hours.

Your heart never stopped pounding in your chest as you managed to weave your way through the never-ending tunnels of The Follower's lair. You honestly couldn't remember how you dodged the undead army or avoided the many Followers that were searching for you.

A cold shiver ran down your spine as you remembered the way that Anubis called your name after you ran. There was so much raw anger and fury in his voice that you almost gave in and turned around, submitting yourself to him for eternity.

But you pushed on.

You were so scared down there.

Thoughts of being captured, trapped and turned into one of the many undead zombies never left your mind, causing you to run even faster. You silently prayed to whoever was listening that you would make it out okay.

If you were being honest...part of you actually just wished to stay.

Part of you thought that being bonded to a demon was exactly what you deserved.

You were stupid.

You fell for his trick. The cruel, sick joke that he played on you while you were your most vulnerable. He found your weakness and he dangled it in front of your face, giving you false hope of freedom...false hope of seeing him again.

The way that he took on the form of the men you loved...Yoongi, Taehyung...

He used them to make you weak...to make you soft...

The fact that it worked made you angry.

"J...Jin," You stuttered out numbly, blue eyes raising to meet his. "Help me."

His eyes grew wide at your shaky voice, hands immediately reaching out to steady your buckling body.

Your breathing began to slow substantially as your eyelids grew heavy, knees finally giving in to the exhaustion that you had been subsiding for the past hour. You had been running solely on adrenaline, but now, you could feel yourself getting weaker and weaker due to the lack of food and water.

You could feel yourself being picked up, strong arms holding you and tucking themselves under your knees and back.

You tried your best to hold your head up, but you could only lay limply against Jin's chest, his scent filling your nostrils and giving you an unexpected since of security and safety.

Slowly, your consciousness began to slip from your grasp, eyes fluttering shut peacefully.

You slept.

And for once, you wished not to dream of The Four Kingdoms

Or Yoongi.

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Your eyes slowly opened as a soft wind blew against your hot skin, your body aching as you raised your hand to shield your eyes from the rays of the early morning sun.

Your fingers trailed over the silk material of the sheets you slept on, your mind relishing in the safety of this familiar feeling. Usually you would have silently cursed the sun for ruining your sleep, but now you could only find yourself welcoming it's light and the life it brought.

Being under ground for so long had scarred you.

You would sometimes go hours without seeing anything...hours of seemingly never-ending darkness. You would always have to squeeze your eyes shut while you were alone...Although it did not help with the darkness, it did make you feel like you had some kind of control over it...you would constantly tell yourself that when you opened your eyes, you would be safe and secure.

You missed the warmth.

You missed the light.

You missed living.

A shaky breath left you as you ran your hand down your face, gaze never leaving the ceiling above you.

To most people....being alone that long wouldn't sound half bad...and usually you didn't mind some alone time...but while you were stuck in that dark, damp hole...it felt as though the walls were constantly getting smaller... like you couldn't breath as well as you could the day before. You felt like you were loosing your mind down there.

You could still remember the since of relief you felt when you finally opened the right door and starlight streaked across your face for the first time in days. It was such a huge relief to be able to breath again.

You slowly moved your body into a sitting position, laying your back against the wooden bed frame.

A soft smile pulled on your lips as your blue iris' scanned over your bedroom.

They were all there.

Jungkook slept in a makeshift pallet beside the bed, his ruffled dark-brown locks peeking out from beneath the thick blankets he was covered with.

Yoongi rested a little closer to you, his feet resting on the foot of the bed while he sat in a padded arm chair, arms crossed over his chest while his mouth hung open limply, allowing a few soft snores to escape.

Hoseok was sleeping on the bench that rested at the foot of your bed, it was easily half his size,, but he had somehow managed to curl himself into a small ball, a blanket draping over his shoulders.

Jimin rested in the floor beside Jungkook, his body only covered by his clothes, you almost laughed as you imagined that Jungkook hogged the blankets the night before. Jimin's chestnut hair stuck up in all directions as he slept, causing you to smile widely.

Jin and Namjoon seemed to have fallen asleep at the table they sat at, both of them resting their heads on their hands and snoring rather loudly.

You couldn't stop your breath from hitching as a soft grunt sounded from beside you, movement shuffling underneath the sheets and a warm hand meeting your own and squeezing gently before a satisfied sigh left the body beside you.

You slowly tore your gaze away from the others, moving your eyes to rest on the dirty blond man that slept peacefully beside you, his hand never releasing your own as he clung to it desperately.

"Taehyung."

The name rolled off your tongue in a sweet tone, your body moving to lay back down beside him. You were surprised at how calm you were in this moment...your heart was no longer pounding in fear or panic...it was just calm. Peaceful. Euphoric.

You turn on your side, facing him, studying his features as he slept.

The shape of his face, the curve of his full, pink lips, the way that the sun illuminated his smooth, tanned skin in a way that made him appear to be glowing under the morning light...You tried to remember everything in that moment... every single detail about him ingraining itself into your memory.

You had seen him many times before that day, whether he was speaking to you, yelling at servants or just walking around the palace...but the way he looked now mesmerized you in a way that you would have never thought possible...

You had watched him change drastically since you had first come here. The man that was once addicted to his own pleasures and needs was now mature...wiser. Even if no one else could see you..you did. The way that he carried himself was different and even if the differences were subtle..they were definitely there...he was becoming better....Just like he promised.

You couldn't stop your hand from moving to touch him, your soft skin coming into contact with his own gently as if you were trying not to break him.

You watched as his brown eyes tiredly fluttered open, his bandaged hand giving yours a small squeeze before a small yawn moved past his lips.

You couldn't stop the smile that spread over your features at his actions...he was like a child.

"Taehyung."

His eyes became more alert at the mention of his name, brown orbs moving to lock with your blue ones.

"Y/n..."

Without another word, the young royal scooped you up, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into him, your head resting on his chest as you returned the hug.

The words which should be used to describe this moment are entirely unknown to the universe...for the emotions, the connection, the bond that the two of you were sharing is beyond the comprehension of even the most powerful being...because we, as humans, are flawed, incapable of being perfect....and so when something as pure as this moment occurs...we can never fully comprehend it...we often give credit to "a higher power"...so when a love as pure as this exists...we simply call it....a miracle...

This was your miracle.

A miracle that would be shared between only the two of you.

The two of you stayed like that for a few minutes, basking in each others presence, enjoying each others warmth and company.

He missed you.

And you missed him.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered into your hair, inhaling your scent. "I should have found you."

You remained silent, heart shattered as his body began to shake with unshed tears.

You had no idea that your disappearance had effected him in this way.

"Babygirl," He breathed out, tightening his grip on you. "My babygirl....I'll keep you safe now...I promise."

You shook your head, pulling back to stare up at him.

"This is not your fault."

You stated, causing his eyes to drift away from yours.

"Look at me, Taehyung." His brown eyes moved back to yours hesitantly.

You moved up, resting your forehead against his tenderly.

Taehyung squeezed his eyes shut, his hands gripping your waist firmly as he tried to keep his tears held back, guilt gnawing at him.

"I love you." he blurted.

You sighed lightly, closing your eyes as your lips met his forehead.

"I know." You said quietly, swallowing your own words.

"I know you do."

A/N,

This one wasn't very good....sorry, Drakies.

Using a quote I made up is kind of taboo, but I really felt that one....I'm sorry...I just wanted to do it this once...

I know that "babygirl" probably was not a term used back then, but come on, guys! It was so cute!

This is a fluffy chapter...and we all know what happens when I do fluffy chapters....*insert evil laughter*

P.S.

I love you.

-Max