It was the depths of winter, the freezing cold bit onto his fingertips. That bleak raw frost gnawing the nights and lengthening them and as everyone laid in their homes huddled up over piles and piles of blankets and glazing fireplaces, a soul wandered in search for another.

He grips onto the metal handle of the little lantern lighting up a few steps before him, the metal rod gets rigid and he fears it might cost him a hand. He grips onto a piece of his ragged sleeve pushing it onto the metal with shaky hands. He coughs, once, twice then takes a deep breath.

A trail of his own footsteps follow him closely before disappearing into the harsh night, sneaking behind an old wooden house, one that he despised most, an old barn laid where he would meet his beloved. He waited, eyes looking around wearily. A few moments had passed before he decided to walk in, his footsteps sliding against the creaky wooden floor, he slowly caught the attention of a few chicken that swarmed over him as he looked around. The darkness did not help.

Shushing them and trying to leave for the fear of consequences of his trespassing, he walked out of the backdoor. He stood out in a dim, darkened area he never knew existed, he sighed as he thought of his beloved getting too busy to sneak out or maybe she was afraid of getting caught but that was far from unlikely.

Finally giving up, he decided it would be safer for both of them if he leaves and just as he brings his feet to move around, he hears a shuffle accompanied by a few pants coming from the gloom. His heart beat fastens as he brings his lantern forward and takes hesitant steps, the little distance before him shows vertical metal rods joined together by a horizontal one at the bottom. He hisses towards the night, the lantern being of little to no help. His eyes stay more wary taking in what type of animal must be in there. He sees a few rags on the floor and gets closer.

His heart drops, a silent shriek tries to escape his mouth but couldn't at the horrific sight. His eyes brim in tears at what might be. There laid his beloved covered in a few rags, on the floors of that rusty cage like a wild boar.

"Haewon," his voice cracks as he runs towards the bars, he stretches his hands in, slipping through the barrier, he strokes her hair, "Haewon, please,"

Trying not to make a sound, his eyes water at their gloomy destiny, he touches her arm, tapping her slowly and praying she wakes up. Bit by bit, those taps turn into pats which turn to shakes. He shakes her while calling her name, tears gushing out of him. It could not end this way! He was so close, he repeats in his head.

As if his prayers were heard, she shuffles, turning her head towards him.

Smiling at the sight of her beloved, "Taehyung," her voice is inaudible as he hurriedly scoots closer to the bars, "you're alive," he cries.

He rummages through his clothes bringing out a flask of water, he pulls it off his belt almost cutting it and brings it to her dry lips. Her weak hands hold it as he brings the light closer to them and gasps at the sight of her now lit face, bruises and cuts decorated it. His finger runs over her lip, those he wanted to taste most, rubbing the dried blood off of them, "why?"

His eyes searched hers for any answer but nothing could reason this brutal madness.

"He knows about us, Taehyung," she breathes out, "run before he sees you,"

"And leave you like that?" His eyebrows furrowed, "are you out of your mind?!"

"I'm more worried about you, what will your master do when he finds out?" she questioned raising her head a bit to get a clearer view of his face.

"Master Seokjin is not unkind, he actually knows about you."

As she sat up a bit and the rags slipped out, Taehyung was shocked to catch the sight of her petite body framed only in the thin layer of her underdress, "Lord! That bastard!"

He grabbed whatever covers he had on and thrashed them onto her, tucking her as well as he could through the spaces between the rods, his arms colliding with the cold steel with every movement.

"But what about you?"

"I'm not cold."

"You look freezing as well, if not more." Despite her barren state, she looks out for him.

He breathed slowly at her nagging, taking in a hint of warmth, "then why not hold my hand? Warm it for me,"

He laid on the snow next to her, both scooping the closest with only the width of the poles holding them apart.

"If it weren't for those bars, I would be holding you firmly at the moment,"

"I will ignore the impudent reasoning behind that," she smiled as their eyes met, holding onto a bit of laughter through pain.

"When I get you out of here, you shall be my wife and I shall hold you whenever I feel so," he snickered cheekily.

She gasped, "Taehyung, that's immodest!"

"It will be righteous then!"

She grabbed onto his arm playfully as they both laughed, ignoring the wretched state they both were in.

"Haewon?" his eyes looked into the distance, "pardon me for instead of a warm duvet, ham and wine I only have water, bread crumbs and rags," he sighed, "you deserve more, much more."

"What did the wine make of the moneyed but cause them rapacity," she whispers into the night a faint smile adorning her weary face, "we have what they can only dream of,"

"I will get you out of here, just wait for me, will you?" he looked at her, knowing her answer.

"I will always await you, my love."

A moment of cold calming passes before he brings his shabby lips to speak again, "a daughter," he said.

"What?"

"A daughter that resembles you, we will have that and our own house too,"

"You're talking of absurdity! We can only dream of what we are entitled to," broken was her voice as her pupils wavered and he despised the steadiness behind her words.

"It is not a dream but my oath to you," he locked eyes with her, "just you wait for me."

"We ought not have any of that if you do not leave by dawn, Tae."

He chuckled, "I will be gone by dawn."

That night, they both laid there, on the piling snow, holding onto the warmth of each other, hanging onto the life of one another. Their numbing bodies apart but souls colliding, speaking out their minds of what might be.

Wait for me.

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A/N

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