My eyes open slowly. My eyelids were heavy, really heavy. I was aware of a warmth at my side. I turned toward the source. Oh, hi Yoongi. He was asleep, too. He had such cute puffy cheeks when he sleeps.

I rubbed my eyes subconsciously. I got up from the bed. Where are my glasses? Oh. I made a sacrifice yesterday night, I hope it was the right one. I walked, okay I won't lie, stumbled over to the door and quietly closed the door. Don't want to interrupt Yoongi's sleep. I don't wanna find out what happens if I do wake him up.

For the first time since all this crap happened, I felt fully awake now. I walked, one hand brushing the wall, towards my room. Did I mention that it was cold? Really cold? The first thing I did was change into warmer clothing once I reached my room. 

I noticed something on the bed. It had somewhat the same color as the bed and I didn't notice it until I sat on it. Apparently, it was my sword of coolness. To the general public: do not leave sharp objects on beds, people will sit on it and hurt themselves.

Regardless of my newly obtained injury, I strapped the scabbard on. The boys gave me a tour of MY castle and we have a grand dining hall. For eating. What else? I set off for the dining hall. Did I mention that the bedrooms were in the East Wing and the dining hall is in the West Wing? I've been told walking was good for you.

When I arrived at the dining hall, all the boys were there. They were just staring at me creepily.

"Sit, my Guardians." That came out of nowhere. Again, proof that my mouth has another life of its own. They all sat at the same time. I had a seat at the head of the table and sat down. Eggs and bacon, pancakes and syrup, ice cream and water. All these breakfast foods filled the plates in the middle. With these western foods, there was everything needed to make a complete Korean breakfast. I could recognize kimchi and beanpaste soup. Jin helped himself with the food (glutton) followed by the others.

"So, umm, you guys are immortal right?" I asked them. Okay, now my mouth was controlled by my stupid brain.

"Yes," Jungkook replied, helping himself to some meat.

"So, what happened before you guys became immortal," I stuffed myself with eggs, trying to sound casual with a full mouth. They shifted around awkwardly.

"Oh, how did you know we had a life before? Most of us here didn't have a life," Taehyung just said out of nowhere. Treachery to friends, huh?

"Shut up." Namjoon basically yelled at him.

"I dunno about the others but I definitely had a life," Jimin commented. I glared at him. I am cultivating this glare really well.

"Why should you care about our previous life? It has no influence on anything," Yoongi said quietly. He does have a point.

"Because of trust. I need to know if I can trust you. Also wouldn't it be nice if I got to know you?" My mouth, not me. I don't do mushy stuff.

"Our life was like anyone else's," Namjoon said curtly. He obviously wanted to avoid the topic. Interesting. This was a sore point. Time to change the subject.

"So I think I found my sword." Time to bring that up.

"Good for you," Yoongi said before the others could congratulate me.

"Good job! Now we can train!" Hobi (Hoseok said to call him that) said right after Yoongi's sarcastic retort. Congratulations ring around me. It wasn't really hard, finding it. I don't know why they were so surprised at the feat. But I kept thinking about the training part.

Because it wasn't gonna be pretty.