"Tears are how our heart speaks when our lips can not describe how much we've been hurt."
                                          -Anonymous

"Save him."

Namjoon's golden eyes widened at your sudden request. His mouth hang agape as he eyed you curiously. Sadness swam in your ice blue eyes and tears had stained your puffy, red cheeks.

"Please," you sobbed. "Save him."

The sorcerer watched as your body began to shake with tears. Your breathing becoming labored and heavy. His heart filled with sorrow at the sight of you, and he slowly moved closer towards you.

He wanted to help you.

He really wanted to help you.

But he couldn't.

Hoseok was dead. And there was no magic powerful enough to bring him back, no matter how badly he wanted to.

"Y/n, I-I can't. I'm sorry."

It broke Namjoon's heart to say those words to you. He wanted so badly to bring Hoseok back. He hated seeing you cry.

You slowly nodded as you took in the sorcerers words, your heart aching in your chest. You knew that there probably wasn't a way to save him, you knew, and yet.... it still hurt to hear those words.

"I-I don't know what to do." You breathed as you looked at your hands that were now covered with Hoseoks blood.

The sky began to cloud over and the sound of heavy thunder filled the air. Namjoon watched as the villagers slowly retreated into their home, shielding themselves from the rain that began to sprinkle. The Dragon Guards had taken Nathaniel to the prison, so the only ones left in the square were the seven of you.

It was raining hard now.

The cold, heavy water droplets poured down onto your skin as you stood motionless in the square, your eyes never leaving Hoseoks body.

He looked so peaceful.

So serine and calm, like he didn't have a care in the world, and you guess that now he doesn't. He left. He went to a better place, somewhere far away from his troubles. Far away from you.

"Y/n, you shouldn't stand in the rain."

Your eyes snapped up at Yoongi's voice. Sadness suddenly being replaced with anger as you took in his words. You clenched your fists and turned on your heel to face him.

"Don't speak!" You screamed, shocking all of the men. "You- You don't get to speak! Not to me!"

Yoongi's orange eyes turned a dull yellow as he stared at you sadly. You glared at him with an icy stare, hatred and disgust swimming in your gaze. It broke his heart to see you look at him that way. He loved you. He needed you.
But you didn't want anything to do with him.

"Y/n-"

"This is your fault!" You yelled. "I-If you hadn't betrayed us, if you had been even a little bit considerate, If you had for ONE SECOND thought of someone other than yourself Hoseok would still be alive!"

Those words cut deeply through Yoongi. He watched as tears streamed down your face, your chest heaving with every word you spoke.

"You were his prince! You were his friend! And he is dead because of you!"

Everything fell quiet.

The rain was the only sound that filled the air.

"You killed him." You breathed quietly. "So you don't get to speak."

Yoongi opened his mouth, trying to find something, anything to say, but his words never came. Deep down he knew that you didn't really mean all that you said, he knew someone as kind as you wouldn't be that cruel. You couldn't be. But it still hurt him to hear it coming from your mouth.

"Y/n." Jin spoke with a firm voice. "Come out of the rain."

You shook your head as you looked at the pink-headed prince.

"I can't- I cant leave him. Not like this." You sobbed. "It's- Its cold outside and he doesn't like the cold."

Jin remained quiet as he watched you turn to look at Hoseok once again.

"I won't leave him." You stated.

Jin didn't need to think about his next movements. His feet swiftly carried him over to your shaking body. His arms pulling you into a tight embrace, he could feel his own tears beginning to trail down his cheeks at your broken state.

You struggled against his right hold, but Jin didn't budge he pressed you tightly to his chest as you sobbed and hit him with your fist.

"He- He doesn't like the cold Jin!" You cried as your blows to his became less harsh and your knees began to give out.

"He doesn't like it."

With those words your fist stopped hitting Jin, and your body collapsed with tears. Sobs taking over you completely as Jin slowly lowered the both of you to sit on the ground.

You buried your face in the rosy haired prince's chest as he stroked your hair with his right hand, his chin resting atop of your head.

His hot tears mixed with the rain as he listened to your sobbing.

The other five men stood silently, their heads hanging lowly and their bodies becoming wet in the pouring rain.

Jin silently "shushed" you as he stroked your hair, his heart pounding in his chest at the close proximity. At any other time your body heat would have made him lose control, but this was not any other time.

This was a time of death.

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"Shes asleep." Jin stated as he gently closed the wooden door to your bedroom.

All of the men sat at the oak table inside the Town Hall where the people had allowed them to lodge for the night. You had fallen asleep as Jin held you in the rain, so Jin brought you back and had the maids dry you off and change you before he tucked you into the large bed of the master bedroom.

Jimin, Jungkook, Namjoon, Taehyung, And Yoongi all moved Hoseok's body into the Morgue where his body would be kept until decisions had been made for his burial.

The rose haired prince took a seat at the large table and folded his hands over one another. The atmosphere was grim and bleak, and it appeared as though no one wished to talk about the events that had just taken place.

"We were the last ones."

All eyes shot to Namjoon as his side voice broken the tense silence.

"We were the last sorcerers. Him and me. But now he's gone and-" he cut himself off. "And I'm the only one left."

Yoongi sighed.

"There must be something you can do, Namjoon. You are the most powerful sorcerer in The Four Kingdoms if anyone could do it, you can."

Namjoon shook his head.

"He's dead. There is no magic powerful enough to bring him back."

Jimin grunted in frustration.

"We can't just sit here!" He yelled. "We have to do something!"

"And what do you suggest we do?" Jin asked quietly as he rubbed the bridge of his nose in stress. "He's dead and we cannot bring him back. Namjoon said so himself."

"That doesn't mean we can't try!" Jimin exclaimed. "I cannot stand to watch y/n cry like she has tonight."

"So what do you want us to do?" Jin asked sarcastically "Get her hopes up? Tell her there's a way when there really isn't?"

Jimin glared at his brother.

"You don't know that! We could bring him back-"

Jin suddenly stood to his feet.

"Stop being foolish Jimin!" He roared.

Everyone fell silent. Jin was not one to yell, his demeanor was always flirty and nonchalant, he never cared too much for arguing or getting involved in fights, but when he did yell.... it was serious.

Jin's chest heaved as he glared at his younger brother.

"You are selfish."  He growled. "You care not if Hoseok is alive,You only care what y/n thinks of you. You want him alive to bring glory to yourself, so y/n will praise you and fall at your feet and shower you with affection and love. You want her to love you so badly that you don't even care if you put her through the worst pain of her life."

Jimin glared at his brother, his golden eyes hardened against him.

"And you are not guilty of the same? I saw you two in the woods that day! I saw how you held her and comforted her, I saw how you stared straight at me and how you knew you were getting under my skin. So DONT YOU DARE accuse me of taking advantage of her when you've been using her this whole time to get back at me!"

"Don't fool yourself Jimin. You are not as important as you claim to be." Jin chuckled lowly. "I love her. And I don't care if it angers you or not."

Jimin's eyes widened at his brother's confession and his nostrils flared in anger.

"She won't love you." He stated. "She can't."

Jin frowned.

"I guess we shall see."

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~Max