The Fourteen of Majestia [Including my BTS Ships]

Chapter 18

He's probably hurting so much, not only physically but mentally too. To know that your death is near, to know that you will cause a lot of pain to your loved ones, and to know that there is absolutely nothing you can do about it or nothing you can do to save yourself, it must take a huge mental toll on you. I can't even imagine how scared and frightened he must be, and he isn't the type to share his feelings or express his concerns either. So it's just a huge gigantic mess that no one can figure out.

But only time will tell I guess.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Hearing that voice I immediately stood up and I almost stumbled back into the glass table in the middle of the living room when I turned around.

In the dim lights of Bangtan's living room, I saw Jungkook standing there, wearing his cute SpongeBob pyjamas.

I love SpongeBob.

"Oh umm, I-i was just resting," I said, mentally slapping myself for stuttering.

"Oh, sorry for bothering you. I just wanted some water." He said, scratching the back of his neck before heading towards the fridge in the kitchen.

The kitchen was only separated from the living room by counters and seating areas. Other than that you can look into the kitchen from the living room and vice versa.

It's been a while since the whole Jungkook being under a spell thing. He was in the hospital for a while but since he didn't have any bad physical injuries, he was released pretty early.

Twice and Tzuyu were expelled from school, and the whole academy praised him and the others involved for it.

But I'm sure he wasn't happy about being so easily spelled. Professor Du had told him it would have been completely impossible for him to break out of that spell, but I think he still blames himself for allowing himself to be so vulnerable.

If only I could help in some way.

My eyes followed Jungkook as he opened the fridge door, grabbed the cold water bottle, and drank some sips from it.

I noticed his adam's apple move up and down as he sipped the drink. I bit my lip and turned around. I'm 100% sure my whole face is red right now, I couldn't be happier that the lights were dim so he couldn't see my face.

"Was Taehyung feeling sick again?" Jungkook suddenly spoke as I nodded.

"It's not getting any better is it?"

"He'll be fine for now."

"For now. Who knows what might happen later."

My heart shattered at those words. In these past two months that I had known Bangtan, the first thing I could immediately sense was that these boys treated each other like brothers, and cared deeply for each other.

They have an intense bond that no one can break and I admire them for being so pure and caring in this dark world that's treating them so horribly.

"Don't lose hope yet. We've still got time." The words couldn't help but pour out of my mouth as I looked at his face. It felt like to him, Taehyung was already dead.

"I don't believe in miracles. We're all just sitting around, doing nothing. Hoping that something will magically happen and Taehyung will be fine. I don't think we realize that unless we find time for him, we might never see him again."

"They visited a fortune teller, for what? They didn't get any leads, no cure, no way to save him. It was all useless. They're back at square one again. And now again, no one's doing anything. And what can we expect ourselves to do? We're just teenagers after all."

I mean, he wasn't lying.

I, myself was just as worried about how we were just doing nothing. He was telling the truth. The harsh truth I'm sure no one wants to hear right now.

"Anyways, sorry for making the scene so dark and depressing. I'm sure you're super tired after healing Taehyung so I'll let you get back to your dorm." He walked back to his room and my eyes were on him the entire time.

Something's up with him.

I shrugged it off and looked at the time on my phone not wanting to think about Taehyung anymore.

2 am.

"Shit, I should sleep." I put my phone in the pocket of my coat and left Bangtan's dorm, making sure to lock it as I left.

I walked back to my dorm and reached it in no time, the girls were all asleep, as they should be honestly.

My eyes then landed on this huge basket placed on the kitchen counter.

What's this?

There was a note placed on it that had my name on it, I picked it up and read it to myself.

Umm, hey.

I don't know how to start stuff like this because I've never really done this before.

But, this is Jimin.

I know you've been working extremely hard to help our Taehyungie safe, and so to thank you I got you some stuff to help you rest.

There's plenty of stuff in the basket, like food. I got some fruits, bread, rice, and a bunch of breakfast cereals.

If you can't sleep I have some chamomile scented candles and tea. I heard yoga helps with controlling stress levels so there some stuff related to that in there.

Also more things I'm sure you'll recognize.

I know I must have freaked you out the day we met at the Rose Garden and I'm sorry for that.

I didn't mean to scare you like that and so I hope this will be enough for an apology. Because I might not be able to afford more stuff  XD

Anyways, hope this helps you Chaeyoung.

Sincerely,
Park Jimin.

After reading the note, I immediately went through the basket and found the exact things he had stated.

There was a box of chocolates too and just looking at how hard he worked to get me everything made my heart flutter.

I couldn't help but read the letter again and I felt myself smile at the part where he called me by my real name.

I don't know, it felt nice to hear him say my name, I enjoyed it.

He was probably busy with other things but still found the time to make this for me and thank me for helping Bangtan.

Frankly, it made my day. It felt nice to be properly appreciated for my hard work because it was extremely tiring to use my powers continuously for days.

I immediately took the basket to my room that I shared with Lisa.

I placed it by my bed on the other side so Lisa wouldn't be able to see it. I took out the camomile scented candle and immediately lit it.

I smiled before laying down and trying to get some sleep.

You know,

Maybe Park Jimin isn't that bad after all.

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