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How about a yoonjin au where:
Jin, a noble scholar from an ancient timeline travels to the future where he meets Yoongi, a handsome rebel who resembles the King, a man he utterly hates (and is betrothed to).
Jin, a noble scholar from an ancient timeline travels to the future where he meets Yoongi, a handsome rebel who resembles the King, a man he utterly hates (and is betrothed to).
Meanwhile, modern day!Jin has also found himself in the past, where he doesn't understand why the hot rascal he's been fucking is suddenly the King of the lands.
Should I actually sit down and plan and write this as a twt au??
okay! i'll do it! i already have ideas, which is great!
till then my other stuff is here >>> https://twitter.com/saxwithtae/status/946424397367099392
till then my other stuff is here >>> https://twitter.com/saxwithtae/status/946424397367099392
I guess I'll update this in a few hours. There will be (not super long) updates every other day or so? We shall see!
PART 1//
Cw// Mentioned! minor character death, I guess.
Welcome to my cracky + mysterious au :)
Cw// Mentioned! minor character death, I guess.
Welcome to my cracky + mysterious au :)
“I will never, ever, ever marry you!” is one of the last things Kim Seokjin remembers saying.
Then a drum roll. Horns playing an eerie, ominous melody.
He’s floating, flying into the sky? Surely that is not possible?
His eyes fall shut.
Then a drum roll. Horns playing an eerie, ominous melody.
He’s floating, flying into the sky? Surely that is not possible?
His eyes fall shut.
The winds are so strong that his hat nearly falls off but he holds it tight. He lets the winds take him higher, higher, higher. He is not afraid. For he is free. Free of his godforsaken destiny. /The gods always listen/, his mother once told him.
/There is always hope for people who dare to dream, who dare to ask for help./
Was she right? Kim Seokjin doesn’t know. But maybe he’ll see her again, since he’s going up. He /will/ meet her.
He opens his eyes and sees sunlight. Or rather, multiple blinding flashes of light.
Was she right? Kim Seokjin doesn’t know. But maybe he’ll see her again, since he’s going up. He /will/ meet her.
He opens his eyes and sees sunlight. Or rather, multiple blinding flashes of light.
A crowd of people holding small and strange-looking black boxes. He hears cheering, clapping, laughter. Clicking, but unlike any of the percussion instruments his mother once taught him how to play.
“Prince Jin!” yells someone. “Our handsome prince!”
That’s /not/ right?
“Prince Jin!” yells someone. “Our handsome prince!”
That’s /not/ right?
He’s only a scholar, and nobody ever calls him Jin. Nobody but his mother, but she’s gone, and she’s not here is she?
/Where is she?/ His hand clutches his head in an attempt to stop the spinning. There’s too noise. Too much light. Too much everything. Too much.
/Where is she?/ His hand clutches his head in an attempt to stop the spinning. There’s too noise. Too much light. Too much everything. Too much.
But then suddenly… all turns to black.
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Nothing is the same when he comes to.
“Are you alright, Jin hyung?” says Jungkook, his beloved brother.
Which is strange. Nobody ever calls him Jin. Where are they? He’s on the softest of beds, softer than his favorite blanket. Why is Jungkook here?
/Where’s mother?/
“Are you alright, Jin hyung?” says Jungkook, his beloved brother.
Which is strange. Nobody ever calls him Jin. Where are they? He’s on the softest of beds, softer than his favorite blanket. Why is Jungkook here?
/Where’s mother?/
“Praytell– where are we, my sweetest little brother?” says Seokjin, sitting up straight.
“At home, duh?” says Jungkook, raising an eyebrow. He’s wearing nothing but an oddly-shaped top and some grey baggy pants… and his hair is much, much shorter than what Seokjin remembers.
“At home, duh?” says Jungkook, raising an eyebrow. He’s wearing nothing but an oddly-shaped top and some grey baggy pants… and his hair is much, much shorter than what Seokjin remembers.
Was this the latest fashion in heaven? “Are you alright? Kinda weird when you refer to me as sweet.”
“Home?” says Seokjin, as his jaw drops. Everything looks so… different. The walls are white. The oil lamps hang from the ceiling instead of resting on tables,
“Home?” says Seokjin, as his jaw drops. Everything looks so… different. The walls are white. The oil lamps hang from the ceiling instead of resting on tables,
and are just… so… white. The wooden shelves and cupboards look a little more like the ones at the place he used to call home, but even so… “This is home now? We live together?”
“You must have hit your head pretty hard,” says Jungkook, eyes wide in utter bafflement. “You seem stupider than usual. I don’t live with you??? Surely you know that!??? I brought you here after you fainted in front of all those people!”
“You will not show such disrespect, Kim Jungkook!” says Seokjin, aghast. “Where is our beloved mother? She’s here, isn’t she?”
“Sorry…” says Jungkook. “She’s back at her own place. Shouldn’t you have known that?”
“Sorry…” says Jungkook. “She’s back at her own place. Shouldn’t you have known that?”
“I most certainly did not know that!” screeches Seokjin. “I just arrived!” Then, softly. “Can you take me to her?”
“Okay, okay… Just text or call her??” says Jungkook, taking deep breaths and pacing away. “You’re acting and talking very weird. I’m calling the doctor…”
“Okay, okay… Just text or call her??” says Jungkook, taking deep breaths and pacing away. “You’re acting and talking very weird. I’m calling the doctor…”
“You are the one who’s acting strange! What is /text/? How can I call her when she’s not even here?” retorts Seokjin. “And I most certainly do not need a physician? They have physicians here? Do we need them? I thought we were all…?” His voice tapers out at the end. “…Dead.”
He barely manages to escape the blow from Jungkook’s fist. “Dead? Are you trying to curse us all?”
“We haven’t passed on and ascended to the heavens?” says Seokjin, as panic spikes his veins. Something is /very/ wrong.
“We haven’t passed on and ascended to the heavens?” says Seokjin, as panic spikes his veins. Something is /very/ wrong.
“We’re not!” says Jungkook, gazing at him quizzically. “We are most certainly, very, very alive! Why would you say that?”
“I thought…” says Seokjin. Nothing makes any sense. Nothing. He needs to lie down. He needs to stay calm, breathe. He’s gotten out of a lot worse.
“I thought…” says Seokjin. Nothing makes any sense. Nothing. He needs to lie down. He needs to stay calm, breathe. He’s gotten out of a lot worse.
This is fine. He’ll sort this out. IT will make sense, soon. He’s Kim Seokjin. He’s smart and resourceful, and he will be fine.
A bell rings, startling Seokjin from his thoughts. He looks around, but there is no bell. Nothing makes any sense. So he’s not in heaven,
A bell rings, startling Seokjin from his thoughts. He looks around, but there is no bell. Nothing makes any sense. So he’s not in heaven,
but he’s not at his old home either? Where is he?
“Oh,” says Jungkook, bouncing towards the door. “That must be him. Maybe…” He shakes his head. “Never mind, I’ll just let him in first, huh?”
“Who?” says Seokjin.
“Oh,” says Jungkook, bouncing towards the door. “That must be him. Maybe…” He shakes his head. “Never mind, I’ll just let him in first, huh?”
“Who?” says Seokjin.
“Who are you letting in? Don’t…” /Could it be?/ “They haven’t found me, have they?” he yells, worried. “Don’t let them...-”
“Jin hyung…” sighs Jungkook. “Maybe Suga hyung will know what to do.”
“Who is Suga?” screams Seokjin. “What on earth is going on? You will
“Jin hyung…” sighs Jungkook. “Maybe Suga hyung will know what to do.”
“Who is Suga?” screams Seokjin. “What on earth is going on? You will
show me more respect!”
It’s too late. Jungkook has left the room. Seokjin leaps out of bed, dashing after his disobedient brother.
/Oh?/ A bigger room, with all kinds of weird boxes and decorations. He pauses, amazed by the paintings of his likeness, decked all over the walls.
It’s too late. Jungkook has left the room. Seokjin leaps out of bed, dashing after his disobedient brother.
/Oh?/ A bigger room, with all kinds of weird boxes and decorations. He pauses, amazed by the paintings of his likeness, decked all over the walls.
But he’s dressed weird. He even has lilac hair in one of them. Who painted them? Nobody in the town, or palace had this level of talent.
Lost in his thoughts, he forgets to stop Jungkook from opening the door and-
“You!” he shouts, clutching his face with his hands. He wants
Lost in his thoughts, he forgets to stop Jungkook from opening the door and-
“You!” he shouts, clutching his face with his hands. He wants
to collapse onto the floor and cry. “Why are you- you?”
For there he is, standing sheepishly at the door way. King Min Yoongi, Guardian of All the Lands.
The man he tried to run away from. The man he will /not/ marry.
For there he is, standing sheepishly at the door way. King Min Yoongi, Guardian of All the Lands.
The man he tried to run away from. The man he will /not/ marry.
// TO BE CONTINUED //
What should Jin do?
What should Jin do?
“Why am I here?” says King Min, eyes twinkling with amusement. “I heard, and I came right away…”
“Your maj-… Who told you I was here?” screams Seokjin, backing away from the King. Undeterred, King Min marches in, leaning in so close Seokjin can feel his breath on his lips.
“Your maj-… Who told you I was here?” screams Seokjin, backing away from the King. Undeterred, King Min marches in, leaning in so close Seokjin can feel his breath on his lips.
Seokjin steps away, holding back the urge to spit in his face. “Kim Jungkook!??”
A frown appears on Jungkook’s face. A frown that King Min mirrors. “I didn’t need to be told you were here?” he says.
A frown appears on Jungkook’s face. A frown that King Min mirrors. “I didn’t need to be told you were here?” he says.
“Yeah… hyung, he’s been weird,” says Jungkook, sighing deeply. “I’m calling Dr Kim immediately…” He stomps away through another door to another room(?!), and rage pulses through Seokjin’s veins.
How does one call for a physician while staying within a home?
How does one call for a physician while staying within a home?
Why would Jungkook leave him alone with his sworn enemy?
Why would he call the King “hyung?”
Why does the King have shorter, dark hair, and why is he without his sword? He’s dressed in drab colors and looks worse than a beggar!? It makes no sense– no sense at all.
Why would he call the King “hyung?”
Why does the King have shorter, dark hair, and why is he without his sword? He’s dressed in drab colors and looks worse than a beggar!? It makes no sense– no sense at all.
“Well,” says King Min, cheeks so flushed they almost match the color of his scar. “Are you alright, Jin hyung?”
Huh? Hyung? Jin?
“Please cut the act,” says Seokjin, trying to keep his voice as stern as possible. “I am not afraid of you. You came alone, and with no weapons.
Huh? Hyung? Jin?
“Please cut the act,” says Seokjin, trying to keep his voice as stern as possible. “I am not afraid of you. You came alone, and with no weapons.
I will not be taken by force. You may rule the lands, but I am my own person. You have no power over me.”
King Min looks completely confused. Serves him right.
“In fact, I am most certainly stronger and more powerful than you. I will not go,” he adds, standing on the tip
King Min looks completely confused. Serves him right.
“In fact, I am most certainly stronger and more powerful than you. I will not go,” he adds, standing on the tip
of his toes such that he towers over King Min.
“What?” says King Min, chest heaving as he tilts his face towards Seokjin. “Okay… I’m not sure if this is a sex thing you’re into, but I will tell you that I’m definitely up for it?”
“Huh?” Sex? The nerve?
“What?” says King Min, chest heaving as he tilts his face towards Seokjin. “Okay… I’m not sure if this is a sex thing you’re into, but I will tell you that I’m definitely up for it?”
“Huh?” Sex? The nerve?
“The hanbok looks really good on you,” King Min says, batting his long eyelashes(?!) as he places a hand on Seokjin’s waist. “Are you wearing anything underneath? Cuz I’m not…”
“What…” says Seokjin, flabbergasted. At least he has the composure to push King Min’s hand away.
“What…” says Seokjin, flabbergasted. At least he has the composure to push King Min’s hand away.
“Maybe when your brother leaves though?” King Min continues, scratching his head. Very… unkingly??? “I’m kind of into exhibitionism but I draw the thickest line ever at having family members around.”
“What!?” screams Seokjin.
“What!?” screams Seokjin.
“I would never engage in sexual relations with you! You pig!”
“That’s not what you were saying last night…” says King Min. “This is really hot,” he murmurs, under his breath.
“That’s not what you were saying last night…” says King Min. “This is really hot,” he murmurs, under his breath.
This is crazy. The King is delusional. Nothing makes any sense.
“Should I go hide in the guestroom?” yells Jungkook, tottering back into the room. “Doctor’s on his way… I’ll let you two…”
“No!” says Seokjin. “We must defend ourselves, sweet brother! Let us find our swords!
“Should I go hide in the guestroom?” yells Jungkook, tottering back into the room. “Doctor’s on his way… I’ll let you two…”
“No!” says Seokjin. “We must defend ourselves, sweet brother! Let us find our swords!
Defend our family’s honor!”
“What the-!” say Jungkook and King Min simultaneously. They gape at each other in shock.
“Told you hyung’s weird,” says Jungkook.
“He’s always weird, but this is…” agrees King Min.
“What the-!” say Jungkook and King Min simultaneously. They gape at each other in shock.
“Told you hyung’s weird,” says Jungkook.
“He’s always weird, but this is…” agrees King Min.
“Are you with me, or are you against me?” says Seokjin, pointing a finger at Jungkook. “My own beloved brother– a traitor? Is this…” He opens his eyes wide, as an epiphany hits him. “Is this a trap? You… lured me into this strange place where the King would find me and-…”
His heart hurts. Head hurts. Everything hurts. His legs give way, causing his knees to land on the floor with a loud bump. “You’re both monsters!”
Jungkook just looks even more confused. “The King?”
“What King?” says King Min.
“You!!!” says Seokjin, pointing at King Min.
Jungkook just looks even more confused. “The King?”
“What King?” says King Min.
“You!!!” says Seokjin, pointing at King Min.
“You’re the King!”
“Huh?” says King Min. “I’m Suga! I’m your-…” He pauses, biting his lip for what feels like forever.
“He’s the rapper guy you’ve been sleeping with for months!” explains Jungkook. “And you don’t remember him?”
Seokjin glares at Jungkook.
“Huh?” says King Min. “I’m Suga! I’m your-…” He pauses, biting his lip for what feels like forever.
“He’s the rapper guy you’ve been sleeping with for months!” explains Jungkook. “And you don’t remember him?”
Seokjin glares at Jungkook.
“Sleeping with… as in, sharing a bed? What in the world?”
“You know what? I’m really worried about you but I can’t have this conversation,” says Jungkook. “He’s your secret lover!”
“You know what? I’m really worried about you but I can’t have this conversation,” says Jungkook. “He’s your secret lover!”
“Lover? What? Love?” says Seokjin, horrified. “I do not love the King! I hate him!” He makes sure to glare at King Min. “I hate you!”
“Okay,” says King Min… or rather, Suga(!?) quietly. “Guess that’s my cue to leave. Clearly my presence is agitating him…” He turns to Jungkook. “Will you, let me know how he is? After he’s been seen by the doctor?”
“I will,” says Jungkook.“Sorry about this, Suga hyung.”
“Don’t act all high and mighty!” screams Seokjin. “You’ll never have me! Never!”
Suga rubs at his eyes, says “Okay,” and turns away.
As soon as he walks out the door, a distraught Seokjin lets himself fall onto the floor.
“Don’t act all high and mighty!” screams Seokjin. “You’ll never have me! Never!”
Suga rubs at his eyes, says “Okay,” and turns away.
As soon as he walks out the door, a distraught Seokjin lets himself fall onto the floor.
The tears are rolling down his cheeks before he hits the ground.
To be continued (tomorrow? in a few hours? who knows!?) -
What should Jin do?
What should Jin do?
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PART 3 ///
Jin wakes up to the crowing of roosters. His first thought, as he wipes away the sweat on the back of his neck, is that it’s really fucking hot, and that he’ll probably have to call the air conditioning repair man at some point. His second thought is that the room is really small
, and the bed he’s on is really hard and uncomfortable. His third thought is:
“Where am I!?”
He isn’t at home. Or in his trailer. Or in the luxury hotel rooms he usually stays in when he’s travelling for promotions. He’s in a dark room with no windows, lying on the ground.
“Where am I!?”
He isn’t at home. Or in his trailer. Or in the luxury hotel rooms he usually stays in when he’s travelling for promotions. He’s in a dark room with no windows, lying on the ground.
There’s nothing in the room but a small old fashioned lamp.
“Shh…” says Jungkook… except it’s a grubbier, longer-haired version of Jungkook lying next to him. He’s in his favorite grey hanbok pajamas, except they seem dirtier than normal. “We will be safe here, dear brother.
“Shh…” says Jungkook… except it’s a grubbier, longer-haired version of Jungkook lying next to him. He’s in his favorite grey hanbok pajamas, except they seem dirtier than normal. “We will be safe here, dear brother.
We have to lay low for awhile.”
“What?” says Jin. “What is happening?”
Jungkook replies, “After I heard that you’d escaped from the capital yesterday, I went out and searched everywhere! The forest, the streams, then the old farm. I found you here, sleeping underneath the tree
“What?” says Jin. “What is happening?”
Jungkook replies, “After I heard that you’d escaped from the capital yesterday, I went out and searched everywhere! The forest, the streams, then the old farm. I found you here, sleeping underneath the tree
by the swings. I brought you into the farmhouse. But we must go soon, before…”
“Before?” says Jin. “Wait, farmhouse? What the heck are you talking about?”
“Before?” says Jin. “Wait, farmhouse? What the heck are you talking about?”
“What?” says Jungkook. “We’re at the old deserted farm, where mother’s family used to live.”
“Farm?” says Jin. “Our mother’s family sold jewellery, what are you talking about?”
Jungkook stares at him with wide eyes.“You… You must be confused after all that happened yesterday?”
“Farm?” says Jin. “Our mother’s family sold jewellery, what are you talking about?”
Jungkook stares at him with wide eyes.“You… You must be confused after all that happened yesterday?”
“Yesterday?” says Jin. “I was flying back from a trip yesterday, what do you mean confused? You’re the one who’s confused?”
“Flying?” says Jungkook, stunned. “Flying?”
“Yes!” says Jin. “From Japan! I was promoting my movie! You know that!”
“Movie?” says Jungkook,
“Flying?” says Jungkook, stunned. “Flying?”
“Yes!” says Jin. “From Japan! I was promoting my movie! You know that!”
“Movie?” says Jungkook,
like he’s speaking a foreign language. “Japan?”
“Yes…!” shouts Jin. “I have no idea why you’re messing with your hyung with this super elaborate prank or something… but that’s not very nice of you! I’m tired and wanna shower and sleep on my own bed, so take me home this very
“Yes…!” shouts Jin. “I have no idea why you’re messing with your hyung with this super elaborate prank or something… but that’s not very nice of you! I’m tired and wanna shower and sleep on my own bed, so take me home this very
instant!”
“Shh…” says Jungkook, waving his hands around frantically. “You mustn’t speak so loudly, dear brother. It would be bad if other people hear…”
“Dear brother?” says Jin. “What has gotten into you? Stop it! This isn’t funny at all!” He looks around the room, sighing
“Shh…” says Jungkook, waving his hands around frantically. “You mustn’t speak so loudly, dear brother. It would be bad if other people hear…”
“Dear brother?” says Jin. “What has gotten into you? Stop it! This isn’t funny at all!” He looks around the room, sighing
heavily when he sees no sign of his phone and wallet. “I wanna call Suga, where the fuck did you put my shit? Answer me!”
“Suga?” says Jungkook. “What is a Suga?”
“Fuck you,” says Jin. “This isn’t funny. I’m getting out of here.” He picks himself up quickly,
“Suga?” says Jungkook. “What is a Suga?”
“Fuck you,” says Jin. “This isn’t funny. I’m getting out of here.” He picks himself up quickly,
pulls open the large wooden door, and dashes out of the room.
He nearly trips on his feet when he sees nothing but fields and fields of green. No bus stops, no train stations, no cars. Nothing. Well, save for one lone rooster, pecking at some seeds.
“Where are we?” says Jin,
He nearly trips on his feet when he sees nothing but fields and fields of green. No bus stops, no train stations, no cars. Nothing. Well, save for one lone rooster, pecking at some seeds.
“Where are we?” says Jin,
turning to Jungkook, who’s appeared next to him. “Where have you brought us?”
“Hyung… We’re far from the palace,” says Jungkook. “But not far enough, if you ask me. The King will be sending his people. They’ll be looking for you, and when he finds you…” A pained expression
“Hyung… We’re far from the palace,” says Jungkook. “But not far enough, if you ask me. The King will be sending his people. They’ll be looking for you, and when he finds you…” A pained expression
flashes across his face. “We need to leave soon.”
“King?” says Jin. “Why would /a/ King be looking for me?”
“King?” says Jin. “Why would /a/ King be looking for me?”
Jungkook punches him on the back. “You…” he says, groaning in exasperation. “You escaped your own wedding! The most punishable of all crimes. There’s word that there’s a bounty on all our heads. Do you want to be dead? Do you want our heads to be chopped off?”
“Dead!? Heads… off??” says Jin, feeling faint. Nothing makes any sense. Nothing at all. “Wedding… I’m not… What?!” He doesn’t have a boyfriend. He doesn’t have a fiancé. He only has Suga, and whatever complicated thing they’ve been doing for months. He likes that.
He loves that. Who needs a wedding? What wedding?
“Listen, dear brother. I’m proud of you for being strong and capable enough to plot your own escape, but we really have to plan our next move. The King is a prideful, merciless man, and we don’t have the slightest of chances if
“Listen, dear brother. I’m proud of you for being strong and capable enough to plot your own escape, but we really have to plan our next move. The King is a prideful, merciless man, and we don’t have the slightest of chances if
we don’t put our brains together and work out what we need to do.”
“Why would the King, if the one you’re speaking about exists…” asks Jin. “Be so obsessed with killing me for ditching a wedding?”
“Why would the King, if the one you’re speaking about exists…” asks Jin. “Be so obsessed with killing me for ditching a wedding?”
Jungkook replies, slapping Jin on the back once more, “Ask yourself, if the sweet and virtuous husband you’ve been promised for years runs away, wouldn’t you do the same?”
“No…” says Jin honestly. “I would probably get over it. Not worth my time.”
“No…” says Jin honestly. “I would probably get over it. Not worth my time.”
“Sure,” says Jungkook. “But this is the King we’re talking about. Our father and his father made an agreement in their youth, and now it’s been ruined. How do you think he’d feel?”
“Upset, of course,” says Jin, playing along. “Isn’t murder, you know, illegal?”
“Upset, of course,” says Jin, playing along. “Isn’t murder, you know, illegal?”
“Illegal?” says Jungkook. “You have lost your mind, dear brother! This is the King! He does as he pleases. Nothing can stop him. Nobody can stop him.”
“What? Nobody should be above the law!” says Jin. “We live in a dignified society, for heaven’s sake!
“What? Nobody should be above the law!” says Jin. “We live in a dignified society, for heaven’s sake!
Not some ancient kingdom, where tyrants rule over the masses!”
“What, pardon my language.... Rubbish are you talking about?” says Jungkook. “Our King is the Guardian of All The Lands. Nobody is above him.”
“Guardian of All The Lands,” says Jin. “Why does that sound straight
“What, pardon my language.... Rubbish are you talking about?” says Jungkook. “Our King is the Guardian of All The Lands. Nobody is above him.”
“Guardian of All The Lands,” says Jin. “Why does that sound straight
out of a history textbook or something?”
“History textbook?” says Jungkook, more confused than ever. “Maybe you should get some more rest, after we’ve settled into our next location…”
“History textbook?” says Jungkook, more confused than ever. “Maybe you should get some more rest, after we’ve settled into our next location…”
“Enough!” says Jin. “Where’s my phone? I’m calling…-”
“Dear brother,” says Jungkook, placing a clammy palm onto his forehead. “What is a phone?”
“A phone?” says Jin, beyond frustrated. “You know, that small device we use to call or text people who aren’t with us?” He pauses,
“Dear brother,” says Jungkook, placing a clammy palm onto his forehead. “What is a phone?”
“A phone?” says Jin, beyond frustrated. “You know, that small device we use to call or text people who aren’t with us?” He pauses,
adding as an afterthought, “Though I suppose we call or text people who are next to us sometimes?”
“What on earth are you talking about?” says Jungkook. “I have never heard of a thing that does that?”
Jin feels his blood boiling with rage as he yells, “This isn’t funny at all!
“What on earth are you talking about?” says Jungkook. “I have never heard of a thing that does that?”
Jin feels his blood boiling with rage as he yells, “This isn’t funny at all!
Hand me my phone or I’m-…”
He doesn’t get to finish his sentence, as Jungkook is slamming a palm over his mouth. “Shhh!”
He’s dragging Jin by the collar back into the room, slamming the door shut behind them. “I thought I saw people in the distance,” he explains.
He doesn’t get to finish his sentence, as Jungkook is slamming a palm over his mouth. “Shhh!”
He’s dragging Jin by the collar back into the room, slamming the door shut behind them. “I thought I saw people in the distance,” he explains.
“People who look like guards. We have to stay inside and hide for now. We’ll move when it’s dark…”
Jungkook’s face has turned slightly green, and sweat is dripping all over his neck. He looks utterly terrified. Jin knows his brother to be many things – an idiot, an asshole, a
Jungkook’s face has turned slightly green, and sweat is dripping all over his neck. He looks utterly terrified. Jin knows his brother to be many things – an idiot, an asshole, a
dumbass, a prankster, but he is not one who messes around when lives are in danger. And for that one important reason, Jin finds himself making no attempt to argue.
They stay silent for what feels like hours, decades, years. At some point, there’s shuffling and knocking outside the door but they hold their breaths and stay huddled in the furthest corner of the room. Thankfully, nobody forces the door open.
After a short while, the shuffling fades away, and Jungkook says, “I think we should be safe now. I’ll go out first…”
“Sure,” says Jin, releasing a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. Nothing makes sense. If this is a nightmare, he just wants to wake up.
“Sure,” says Jin, releasing a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding. Nothing makes sense. If this is a nightmare, he just wants to wake up.
He wants this to be over.
Jungkook opens the door slowly and puts one foot out, then another. He lets out a loud gasp, startling Jin.
“Hyung,” says Jungkook. “We have to leave. Now.”
“What…” says Jin, even though he knows it’s futile. “Why!”
Jungkook opens the door slowly and puts one foot out, then another. He lets out a loud gasp, startling Jin.
“Hyung,” says Jungkook. “We have to leave. Now.”
“What…” says Jin, even though he knows it’s futile. “Why!”
Jungkook bends down and scrambles for something on the ground, then turns around, holding up a wrinkled poster:
It’s his name, alright, on a paper with a badly-painted (his cheeks aren’t /that/ chubby, or at least he doesn’t think so!) image of himself in a traditional hanbok. A paper that states that he, Kim Seokjin, is wanted for 1,000,000 coins. Whatever “coins” means.
“But I-I… didn’t do anything wrong,” says Jin, entire body trembling with fear. “Why would I be wanted?” Maybe he should’ve believed /this/ Jungkook right from the start. But how could he? How would he have known? Everything seems straight out of a historical drama,
but how could that be…?
“Hyung… I know you didn’t…” says Jungkook. “Let’s go now!”
“Where?” cries Jin. “Where can we go? Where are we? I don’t know what’s happening? I don’t think anything is right?”
“Hyung… I know you didn’t…” says Jungkook. “Let’s go now!”
“Where?” cries Jin. “Where can we go? Where are we? I don’t know what’s happening? I don’t think anything is right?”
Jungkook sighs, pulling him into a tight hug. “I promise I’ll find someplace safe, dear brother. There’s a small village some miles east from where we are. I know a friend… We should be able to hide there, and have some food at least for a while.”
“Okay,” says Jin.
“Okay,” says Jin.
Jungkook smiles, letting him go before digging under his top, pulling out a small, sheathed dagger. “Here, take this.”
“You had that with you?” says Jin. Of course /this/ Jungkook would be savvy in these ways.
Jungkook gapes at him curiously.
“You had that with you?” says Jin. Of course /this/ Jungkook would be savvy in these ways.
Jungkook gapes at him curiously.
“Hmm. Yes, but you should have known that.” He shakes his head at himself, taking a deep breath. “Or never mind, we’ll talk later.”
Jin takes his brother’s hand, and into the fields they run.
Jin takes his brother’s hand, and into the fields they run.
TO BE CONTINUED >>>
I hope the Modern!Jin in Ancient Times parts of the story will satisfy you guys!
What should this Jin do?
I hope the Modern!Jin in Ancient Times parts of the story will satisfy you guys!
What should this Jin do?
Which Yoonjin are you more invested in at this point?
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I'll update this thread in about 2 days or when the most recent poll numbers hit 200, whichever happens first!
https://archiveofourown.org/users/tangowithsuga/works :)
I'll update this thread in about 2 days or when the most recent poll numbers hit 200, whichever happens first!
