Namjoon was surrounded by a silence a silence he was used to, now was hunting him. He was angry at himself, how could he fail his husband. He should've known, he should've been careful. Hot tears trailing his cheeks, he wept for seokjin, his sweet Nightingale, his pretty flower who went through hell. He was 19, just a child. It was not fair, it was not fair.
" J--oon" Seokjin whispered.
"Ic-ky, w--at--er" Seokjin said, his eyes pitch black like the night swallowed all the stars.
Namjoon nodded furiously and took seokjin in his arms. The omega leaned against his shoulder.
"Will never dare to touch me, other wise I will----" Seokjin's voice echoed in his head and he closed his eyes as he set the omega in bathtub removing the layers of hanfu.
He poured the cold water and cleaned the dried blood from the torso. Seokjin was still dizzy as he rested his head against Namjoon's chest. A sob escaped Namjoon's throat. It was the darkest night of his life.
Namjoon layed down the omega on the bed. He draws the curtains as he leaned against the window. The moon has vanished from the sky. Leaving nothing but darkness behind.
"So much sorrow,
So much hurt
The pain beats in my chest,
Not a heart.
Namjoon jolted awake when the door opened with a thud. It was son hwa. Seokjin's best friend. Her face was covered in dried blood. Horror was evident on her face, Namjoon didn't said anything as the lady sat beside seokjin, caressing his face.
" I'll kill you, Kim juan" Son hwa muttered, her tears falling in her lap.
Namjoon looked at her. She has answers of his questions.
" What" Namjoon said and she flinched hearing him. Oh, she didn't notice the general was here.
"You-" She glared at him, " You are a failure of a husband, you were supposed to protect him from those monsters. You were supposed ---" A sob escaped from her mouth. She took a deep breath, gathering herself.
" Kim juan planned this----" And then she told him everything. Everything that was supposed to be told by seokjin. Everything seokjin didn't knew.
"Next week he will be in Royal court, surrounded by vultures and I want you to protect my brother from. I am counting on you. Don't disappoint me." She said, kissing seokjin's temple and existed the room.
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Namjoon never left his place for next two days as seokjin swings in and out of consciousness. His wounds would heal in next two months as the healer instructed but the general has to prepare himself for whatever seokjin's reaction would be. He would need a mind healer as well. Son hwa couldn't bring herself to face seokjin, she failed to protect him. The Royal orders came summoning seokjin in the court as soon as possible. Tae jin was a powerful ruler and allegations of murder was a grave matter. Maybe lunar has to prepare itself for war. Kim seokjin was a criminal in the eyes of two powerful packs. He will need miracle to save himself.
Here he was lying on the bed unaware the world was on his throat. He has to brace himself for whatever will come.
It was around mid night when seokjin stirred on the bed, his eyes don't have to work hard to adjust themselves to light. Seokjin took a deep breath and sit up on the bed, Namjoon was kneeling beside the bed hands laced with seokjin's own. He was still in the those blue robes. Seokjin closed his eyes and the memories came to him in bits. The girl, then a fruit punch then someone was there touching him and hovering upon him. Blade in his mouth. " It was Taejoon" . He opened his eyes and a tear rolled down his cheeks.
He looked at his husband who was a mess. He never saw that man in such state. Hairs resembling birds nest, dried tears on his cheeks. "Look what you did to him. It's all your fault " A voice said, his mind was truly a cruel place.
He combed Namjoon's hair and the man wake up with a jerk. " L-ove" Namjoon choked., eyes filled with tears.
" Come here" Seokjin said opening his arms. Namjoon buried his face in his chest and wailed like a little child. Seokjin threaded his fingers in the man's hair as the sobs died down and man chanted apologies after apologies.
" It was not your fault" Seokjin said in a quiet tone and he avert his gaze when the man cupped his face.
" Are you okay? Does it hurt somewhere? I will call the healer? " Namjoon shooted question after question, fussing over him.
" M'fine. Stay " Seokjin said, he was numb. His mind was going through everything absorbing the situation, people.
" I am sorry, dove. I really am sorry. I wish.. I just " Namjoon choked on a sob, his eyes filling with tears again.
" Namjoon it was not your fault, stop holding yourself hostage. " Seokjin said in a firm tone.
It was mine, I made you like this.
" We'll be fine. I promise we'll be fine " Seokjin said. " Why don't you take a bath. You are in a desperate need of one" Seokjin said but the man made no motion to stand. He was there weeping.
"Please" Seokjin whispered and Namjoon nodded, deciding to take a bath as fast as possible.
When Namjoon came back he didn't expect son hwa in their bedroom. He didn't like the girl in their personal space. He truly didn't. She was standing there, eyes on the floor looking like a criminal in the court and seokjin was glaring at her.
" Love" He said and son hwa left the bedroom. When he walked towards him that's when the aroma of soup hit his nose. Seokjin was waiting for him.
" The hearing will be tomorrow " Seokjin stated as Namjoon brought the spoon to seokjin's mouth and Namjoon hummed.
" I am a wanted criminal " Seokjin said and " No harm will come to you, I will handle---"
" I want something " Seokjin said looking at Namjoon and he has a feeling it will not end well.
"Swear it, you'll give it to me" Seokjin asked and Namjoon put the bowl aside.
" Lov--" Namjoon was cut "swear it" .
"Promise me you'll not interfere in this case" As the word left seokjin's mouth anger flared in Namjoon.
" This is my right seokjin. You are denying me of my right. I am your husband. I have every--" Namjoon took a deep breath.
"Swear it this one thing " " Please " Seokjin said staring at him.
" You are not fair to me. " Namjoon said and tear rolled down his cheeks.
Seokjin was quick to embrace him. Namjoon was a weak man, a very weak man in front of seokjin.
" I'll kill them all. I swear " Namjoon said nuzzling his face into seokjin's chest.
They will pay for it. All of them.
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"I want seokjin in shreds" Kim juan's voice echoed in the hall making all the present minister flinch.
" Make sure when he leave the court, he did not see the next sunrise. I want him to die in humiliation. I will make him to take his own life. " Kim juan said gritting her teeth. She was a alpha and that lowly omega decided to mess with her. She will rip him into pieces.
" The G--gen- ral will be there" A weak voice came. Kim juan observed the young male. the youngling, only good for one thing.
" Name" She asked standing in front of him.
" Hon s--"
" So Hon, Do you think a orphaned solider can protect him?All they know is to use their blades not brains" Kim juan said.
"Get lost" Kim juan said as the minister took their leaves " Not you, Hon"
Hon shivered finding himself in the empty room as Kim juan stared at him making herself comfortable on the futon.
" Now Hon why don't you make yourself useful?? " She said as she undid the knots of her hanfu.
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"You'll love him,
And he'll love you.
He will ask for the heart,
And you'll give your soul. "
Namjoon traced the black ink on paper. It was all he had in name of his parent. His father's journal. Nobody ever read them besides him. Uncle gave him when he was fifteen and he complained about his loneliness to him.
" They belong to your father. He wrote them since he was 19 until the day he died. Nobody touched them, they'll help you. "
That's when Namjoon met his father. His fear, love, desire, life everything was there bare. Sometimes those words a mirror where Namjoon could meet himself and a man who possess the same facial features, from his dragon eyes, his black hair to the shape of his jaw. The man lived and died for love. Namjoon never believed that he could ever love someone, could feel the depth of it. But now he could, he could feel. It burns him, it burned in his being. His love for seokjin knew no bounds, it was enough to drive him insane also it kept him sane. Seokjin was the thread that bounds him to the life. Without him, he didn't know what he would do.
Now seokjin asked for his silence, a silence which would penetrating his heart. He was angry at seokjin, at himself. He was in pieces and the one who could put him in place was locked far away in his own world leaving him orphan one more time.
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