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"Ah, I love flowers. They're so pretty."

The way Jimin ended that sentence didn't seem like it ended. He cheesily looked over at Yoongi, putting his finger on the latter's chin.

"But, they can't beat you."

Snorting, Yoongi pushed Jimin's hand off, but easily chuckled as he kissed the angel's cheek. It made him gleam, holding his face to kiss him back, but on the lips.

Their lips part after a minute, breathless as they looked back at the garden, Jimin setting his head on Yoongi's shoulder.

The air fell silent, only the bare sound of their breaths being present. It was only after a moment when Yoongi spoke.

"I wonder what this is."

"This?"

"You know, us. Passing on, being reborn, same faces, then dying but instantly being what we were before with all memories, as if our souls hadn't reset."

"Maybe... maybe they didn't?"

"...But, why?"

"..."

"... I know -- we both know -- forever isn't a thing. So, why?"

"...Maybe... maybe our purpose isn't fulfilled yet."

"Ah?"

"If we look at why and how souls are reset, isn't it when they fulfill their regrets, or wishes that they wanted to and finally can in Afterlife? Going with the same logic... there must remain something we have to fulfill as well. It makes sense, right?"

"Then, why hasn't any angel or demon been recorded of passing on? After these years, maybe... surely, someone must have fulfilled it, right?"

"Remember what you told me, Yoongi?"

"What I told you? When?"

"Way back. Something about an angel dying, a woman."

"You mean...?"

"Yeah, maybe you saw someone going after their purpose was fulfilled. I don't know how no one else saw. But, it could be that it has been occuring, but it just happens to us. Like she wasn't that close to the passing on gate, right? We just... disappear where we're standing? And, angels and demons go missing all the time, but it's never fully investigated. It could be..."

"That they passed on without notice? It seems plausible."

"Then... what about us? What purpose do we have left?"

Jimin asked with a gloomy tone. Yoongi looked at him with understanding yet sad eyes.

"I don't know. But, let's live while we're here, yeah?"

Eyes looking up to meet Yoongi's, Jimin's lips slowly stretched into a small smile.

"Yeah. Even though we're already dead, twice too."

Breathing out a laugh, Yoongi wrapped an arm around Jimin's shoulder, pulling him closer.

I wonder which one of us will go first.

It was left unsaid. They both thought it, holding the question heavy in their heart. They don't know if their theories hold any truth, but they hope it wouldn't be soon, hating the thought of parting once again, but this time, it wouldn't be together. One would have to move without the other.

"I see you two are just being lovey-dovey between all these stupid flowers, now?"

Startled by the voice, the two turned around to see a figure at the doors that let them out to the garden.

"Who are you?"

At Yoongi's question, the man soured his expression, stepping forward to get closer to the two.

"Dong Eunji. Nice to meet you. Or, rather, not actually. It's not nice to meet you at all. I can't kill you two, but I sure as hell and make it worse than death."

This alarmed the two. What?

Thoughts running quick in their mind, both realized quick that this must be the guy who'd been causing trouble around. But, what did he have against the two?

"Do you have Hoseok?"

Eunji let out a snort.

"Why do you care about him? He doesn't deserve friends like you."

"What the hell are you even talking about?"

Finally, Jimin asked. Why was this person even targeting them?

"I suppose it won't hurt to tell you two before you're in a state of conscious ash, in pain and unfixable."

The couple's eyes widened in realization of the words. Was this person planning on burning them to bits? But, fire wasn't an ability--?

"You two ruined everything. I had it all planned out, how to break the boundaries, how to finally have a world without restrains, to live with freedom, freedom to roam between worlds, not needing any stupid fucking rules. But, after you replaced the damn Authorities, making me restart work of years, having a tragic love story of your own, you show up again in front of me. I don't know the fuck why, and I don't care, really.

"I'm just glad you two are here so I can hurt you."

Yoongi stood up, his hand holding Jimin's wrist pulling him up to stand too. With a stern look, he spoke back.

"If that's all you have to say, then we're leaving."

This made Eunji laugh in genuine amusement.

"Are you an idiot? The only way you can leave is blocked by me. The area beyond the walls of this garden doesn't exist. The Palace is on the edge of Afterlife, if you even try to go beyond, you'll just end up back around the other side of the garden. And, I know you can't fly, espeically not here."

Fuck, he thought, isn't there anyone around? Anyone who's walking past? Is no one else hearing this?

"Yoongi."

Jimin's whisper snapped Yoongi out of his thoughts. He nodded his head slightly to acknowledge it, not wanting his eyes off the Eunji guy.

"Look, there's a shadow of a person inside, just to the side of the door."

Yoongi looked, and noticed there indeed was someone. Was it--?

"Honestly, I wanna burst your bubble, not gonna lie. You two can have your last kiss and all, but if you don't wanna hurry that up, I'll -- oh."

Eunji followed the trail of Jimin's eyes, looking past the doors at the person.

"Ah, you probably want to see your friend. Wanna come out, Hoseok?"