"Your voice sounds beautiful." You were still hypnotized by the flowers blooming in front of you - or maybe you just wanted to avoid looking at Jimin.

You heard him chuckle, "So does yours."

"How would you know?"

"I recall hearing you sing prettily the first time we met." He answered, grin evident in his voice.

"You remember that?" You smiled, shaking your head in disbelief, "I was so young back then, my voice changed a lot."

The fairy shrugged, "Maybe. But maybe you didn't change as much as you think."

You knew he wasn't necessarily referring to your voice, knew he believed that the little girl you used to be was still hidden somewhere inside of you, but you didn't comment on it.

It was silent for a moment, both of you lost in your own thoughts, that were accompanied by the sweet song of the yellow flowers.

You felt Jimin's presence next to yours like a brightly burning star, it was undeniable that this bond the fairy kept talking about was pulling on you.

Or maybe it was just the weird feverish feeling this place conjured in you, that had you in the need of physical closeness.

"Well," Jimin seemed to sense your fleeing focus because he soon moved into action, delicate wings flapping until he hovered slightly above you, wicked (and undeniably attractive) grin playing around his lips, "I think this was enough for today, do you want to leave?"

It was alarmingly hard to concentrate with the position you were currently in (*cough* underneath Jimin *cough*) but you managed to nod, probably looking like a deer caught in headlights.

The fairy smiled, elegant fingers lifting up to stroke a strand of silver hair behind your ear, before his index finger gently touched your forehead twice and - surprise - you fainted again.

This was happening way too often lately.

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"Oh damn, you're awake already?" A softer and way less intimidating version of Jimin asked you, looking excited, "I guess it's really getting better over time!"

"Fuck you." You mumbled, sitting up right.

"Nah I'd rather have you do it-"

You hit the cheeky fairy, who was giggling like an idiot while you looked around the room you were currently in.

"Are we in a closet or what?"

"The back room of Namjoon's store." The pink haired answered, pointing at a large mirror hanging on the oposite wall, "I needed a safe place to bring us back and I usually use either my or Joonie's place and I didn't really wanna bring you to my place straight away buuut I forgot that Hyung always locks the back room of his store when he isn't here."

He looked sheepish and you couldn't help but to roll your eyes, "Great. So we're stuck in here now?"

"Don't worry." The fairy smiled, "I called him, he'll be here soon."

"Okay. Good." It went silent for a moment and your thoughts wandered back to the fairy realm, a thought popping up in your mind that you didn't have the capability to think about back there, "So... you eat humans?"

"I told you I don't do that!" Jimin screamed, looking straight out horrified at that, before collecting himself and starting to explain, "You see... named fairies are very, very different to the un-named ones. I guess named fairies - like me - are the ones you hear about in, like, fairytales and stuff. They're always super friendly and helpful characters."

"And un-named fairies?"

"Well, you have to imagine... nameless hunters, predators even that don't have anything to do with the humane fairies you hear about in stories. By getting named and bonded to a human we gain this certain- feeling of human-ness that the others are just missing." He gave you a crooked smile, "I just hope you'll never have to meet one of the un-named ones."

"Sounds scary." You stated.

"No need to be scared though. Fairies don't like to leave their realm, especially lately. They don't really hunt for humans anymore. At least not most of them." He made it sound as if it was something no one needed to worry about.

"So your parents are also like that?"

Jimin looked puzzled for a moment, before a small smile tugged on his lips, "Fairies don't grow up with parents. We don't know what it's like to have someone who takes care of us."

"Oh," You looked down into your lap, "Sounds sad..."

"Don't worry," The fairy said smiling, leaning forward to stroke away a strand of your freshly dyed hair, "It isn't. We can't miss what we don't know."

"I guess so, yeah..." You muttered while staring at Jimin who was really close now.

You could smell his flowery scent from here, saw how his sparkling eyes looked down onto your lips.

You felt yourself leaning in-

And then the door opened.

"Hey, sorry guys-"

"Dammit Hyung, we were having a moment!"

You saw Namjoon's remorseful expression and couldn't stop yourself from breaking out into loud laughter. Why was Namjoon the one feeling bad about it?

"Uh, I-"

"It's okay Namjoon." You said laughing, standing up while brushing dust off of your pants.

"I really didn't want to interrupt- oh?" The older noticed your hair and you couldn't stop yourself from tossing it very casually so that he could see it better.

"Did Jimin incite you to do that?" He looked as if he knew the answer already

"You like it?"

"Of course, it looks great on you!" He immediately answered, charming smile deepening his dimples. He mumbled something that sounded like 'looks like one of us' before leading you to the center of the store.

"It's great that you two are here by the way." The witch stated, "I wanted you to help me with something anyways."

"Course, what is it?" You asked curiously.

The older turned around, holding a pretty box that contained multiple bags of tea, neatly organized within the small slots in the box, "I was wondering wether Y/N could give this to Seokjin-Hyung?"

You took the box nodding, although still confused, "Why don't you just bring it to him yourself?"

"Cause he's too shy." Jimin answered in Namjoon's stead, making the witch blush furiously.

Jimin cackled at his elder's embarrassment, making you swat his shoulder, "Don't be such a brat."

While you were bickering, Namjoon turned around to distract himself from the blush creeping down his neck, Jimin still giggling like a fucking idiot.

You watched in wonder how Namjoon placed small, handwritten charts next to the plants in front of him, all of them neatly folded in a way that made them stand upright.

"What are you doing there?" You wanted to know, ignoring the pink haired idiot next to you.

"I'm giving them poets to read, since they can't reach any themselves." The lavender haired man explained, a fond look on his face.

"The plants read poems?"

"Not all of them of course." He said, "Some of them prefer novels, but those right here love a good poem."

"How do you know that?" You watched in fascination how Namjoon treated his plants with such care and fondness, as if they were children.

"They told me." He smiled widely, eyes sparkling gently, "If you listen close enough you can hear them chat."

"Is that a witch thing?"

He chuckled, "It could be anyone's thing if they just took their time."

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"What's with that face?" Jimin asked grumpily, tightening his grip around the tea box he insisted to carry.

You two had eventually began to walk back to Seokjin's place, after conversing a bit more with Namjoon.

"Nothing," You asnwered, "Just thinking about what Namjoon said."

"What is there to think about?" Why was he in such a mood all of a sudden?

"Well, I think that what he's doing is very interesting." You said, "It's nice to see that there are people like him, you know?"

You tried to study the fairy's expression, until he looked away sulking.

"Wait... are you jealous?!"

He made a little 'hmpf' sound, "You seem to like Hyung a lot more than me..."

"You're actually jealous of him I- he's GAY."

The fairy scowled, small pout on his pretty lips, "It's just that... you're my human, you know?"

You couldn't stop laughing until you reached Seokjin's place.

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