Veiled

11: Ꭺ ᎰᎪᏞᏞ

Jimin closes his eyes and fists his hands. He'll need all his strength to even speak to Yoongi again.

Mr. Kim gave him an encouraging smile as he closes the kitchen door behind the younger. The last thing he sees is Jungkook's troubled eyes.

Alone in the kitchen, the vampire spots a holographic face call of a fuming Yoongi.

His magnificent white hair is messy and tangled, probably from gripping it so tight with stress.

Goddammit. Why a face call?

When Jimin steps into the frame, Yoongi immediately has his glacial stare on him. He detects the vein he feeds on minutes from rupturing with rage.

Jimin wills himself to clear his throat, and with a voice dripping with sugar, he speaks meekly. "Hello, Yoongles. I am-"

"What in the bloody hell were you thinking?"

His guard didn't yell. It was that dark tone that held poison. That was worse than the yelling or strangling.

The prince felt the stinging of his eyes and bites his lip down to prevent himself from leaking any tears. He swears the hybrid could make him cry on command.

"I-" Jimin attempts speaking again just to be interrupted another time.

"No. Don't answer that. I know why. It's because you are a moron that doesn't care about anyone but himself! You had me losing my damn mind trying to find you, along with everyone here. Why aren't you satisfied, Jimin? Millions of people could be enslaved here!" Now he was shouting at him.

The future monarch bent his head in shame. He knows this; he knows what a horrible idiot he is. Yet as the white-haired male keeps berating him, he can't stop the searing rage that unleashes.

"-wasting everyone's time because of-"

"Shut up! Shut up, okay?!" Jimin shrills back, tone thick with emotion. This time it was Yoongi's turn to get stopped.

"You think I don't know that? Leaving my citizens was like tearing my heart out of my chest! But you know what? I am selfish! Wouldn't you be after all that shit that happened to you?" The vampire sniffs and rubs his eyes under the veil, already crying fat crocodile tears.

The other's stare is closed off and uncaring as always. He has seen this scene many times before. So much so that it doesn't evoke much sentiment out of him any longer.

He lets Jimin let it out, watching him as he slides down onto the floor.

"All-All that horrible, t-terrible shit and I still want to see the world before I take my last breath. How-How dare I?" He wails with chopped up phrases that don't allow him to speak or breathe right, making him look like a blubbering mess on the floor.

The hybrid, having enough of it, decides to intervene.

"Stop this nonsense at once Jimin." Yoongi's furious voice orders him from the speakers of the phone.

"I can't do this-is, Yoongi. I'm not strong enough. I tried to be a good prince to my su-subjects, b-but who was I fooling? I'll always be the weakling, dying by the mere touch of the light! I deserve to be-be shunned and stoned by my own people for the monster I am." The veiled boy whimpers through sobs and continues to gasp in desperate breaths.

Yoongi runs a hand through his disheveled hair and looks over to the kneeling man in urgency. A way to calm him down was easy, but will it do the trick this time? He looks mentally shaken.

"Jimin, stop it! Think about Jihyun. He wouldn't want you to give up just so you're uncle could win. Don't do this to him please. Don't do this to me..."