Greystone (BTS Fanfic AU)

I don't trust her.

[Kair's POV]

"He's coming!"

Suddenly, hushed voices and whispers exploded. Within the next second or so, silence immediately enveloped the small town.

Why would he be here? If only I could kill him now without drawing attention to myself.  I quickly surveyed the area. Everyone's eyes darted back and forth. No, everyone's too on edge for now.

I softly cursed under my breath at the wasted opportunity. Glancing around at the too familiar faces, I noticed some soft eyes fall on me. I gave them a quick smile to let them know that the orphan girl was still okay. Frustrated by the pitiful glances, I harshly turned around and knocked over an old man.

"Yah! Watch where you're going!" He exclaimed as he glared up at me.

I mumbled a quick 'sorry' as I extended my hand out to him. Once he grabbed it, my eyebrows shot right up. I started examining his face intensely now. He had greyish, silver hair and some fine wrinkles. At a glance, he seemed like any average old-timer. But I was trained better than that. I didn't know him. That was the most alarming part in all of this. Not the soft, thick grey hair. Not the deceivingly realistic wrinkles. Not the exceedingly strong grip on my hand. It was that, in this town, where everyone knew everyone (and their grandmothers), I didn't know him.

"Are you from the next town over or something?" I eyed him suspiciously.

My eyes widened even more when I saw his muscles tense up. Despite the calm look in his eyes, he was obviously panicking.

"Yes, I came to visit family," he quickly replied and let go of my hand. 

"Oh, who are they? It's a pretty small town, so I can walk you there. Plus, your bag looks too heavy for someone your age to be carrying." I scanned his small, delicate face some more and tried making eye contact, but he kept averting his eyes. "I have some time to spare."

Obviously taken aback by my offer, he began to stare at my face as well. An unsettling tension had filled the air. As he opened his mouth to give me whatever excuse he had come up with, trumpets blared and several soldiers marched through the small, sandy road. Eyes were suddenly directed towards the red and golden carriage that emerged behind the sea of soldiers. Still keeping an eye on the old man, I noticed his eyes had taken a different, alert look. He matched my eyes.

"It's quite strange for the king to go through here, isn't it? Are you here to see the king, too?" I eyed him, looking for an explanation for the sudden uncomfortable feeling in my gut.

"No, this is the first time I've ever seen the carriage myself," he said as he softly rubbed the back of his neck. 

"Oh, sorry. I'd assume that with your age, you would've seen it once."

"Yeah. Well, I prefer staying indoors so I never really had a chance." He gave a quick gummy smile.

Once the soldiers disappeared, I repeated my offer and his smile fell.

"That's nice of you, but I was just on my way out of town. I'm heading Chaegu." He stopped immediately when he said that. "Fuck." I heard him mutter to himself. "Either way, thank you for your kind offer."

I eyed him longer, as he grabbed his wooden bag rashly and tried to leave.

"Grandpa?"

His eyebrows dove off his head when he heard the voice.

"You're still here? We've been looking for you. The others already left."

My eyes jumped to examine the owner of the cheerful voice. He had a bright shining aura that seemed to contrast the sullen, wise energy of the older man. Catching my inquisitive eyes, he warmly smiled at me. His smile was bigger and warmer than anything I'd ever seen. Honestly, it was just too blinding. I looked away and shifted uncomfortably. His sincerity scared me. He was the type of person that made people want to trust him. To rely on him. To love him.

"Sorry if my grandpa caused you any trouble. He can be fussy and angry sometimes but he's sweet. I promise," the strange man smiled, nudging the older man.

"No it's fine. Have a safe trip." I turned and hurriedly walked away.

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[Yoongi's POV]

"I don't trust her." I frowned and furrowed my eyebrows. "It was like she saw right through me."

I couldn't get her greyish blue eyes out of my head... I wanted to yank my eyes out.

"Why? She's just a villager," Hoseok replied. "They're the most naive people you'll ever meet."

"Hopefully," I half-heartedly replied.

"Namjoon said to just head back to the capital first. His majesty has some business in Chaegu, but Namjoon said he and the others would be able to handle it themselves. He's been worried about you, you know? He says you push yourself too much..." I felt Hoseok's soft eyes examine me. "Even if you don't like to admit it. You need to rest."

I immediately frowned. Usually, I'd be incredibly grateful for any extra time to sleep or rest and lie around doing nothing, but the thought of the others having more work to do simply because I wasn't there frustrated me. I never wanted to drag anyone down. I hope I'm not a burden to the others.

As if reading my mind, Hoseok put a gentle hand on my shoulder.

"Come on, I know a pretty good lamb-skewer place you'd definitely like."