JUST A DREAM

Y/n pov :

It's been days, I have been fiddling with these documents. Namjoon had been very helpful all the while, explaining and helping my dumb self understand why I had to go through all the processes and registrations. Fill all those forms with the same old details and file it safely it for future use and references.

It sucked to be frank, while Namjoon was a big helping hand what with his knowledgeable self and hold he has got in all the various departments, jin had been a sweetheart all along, he cooked and to say the truth too well. He made sure the house was kempt and set at all hours, what with being a perfectionist and the mother figure of the house.

With the last few days I had known real care and it was, to say overwhelming would be an understatement. Both the guys were nothing but caring and polite in all ways, I couldn't help but doubt how long this would continue.

In all that has been happening, at the moment here I was grumbling over the printer taking its own sweet time to get my papers printed. Thta was until I heard a knock on the door. But whoever it wad didnt wait for my cue to open the door, before Jin's long beautifull face peeped into my room revealing a part of his person.

"Hey, its been a long day wanna get something from the nearby restaurant.

"Oh hey, um-"

"Come on, don't think too much, get ready. We'll leave in half an hour. Just you and me," he casually interrupted my thoughts giving away his loud commands and disappearing through the door in no time. I sat there fixed in my seat, correction Namjoon's rotating chair, my mouth agape a what just happened.

Blinking myself back to reality I get the printed sheets and stack them in a corner and slide into the bathroom for a quick shower. Within minutes I was up infront of the body length mirror straightening the non existent folds of my black hoodie paired with a blue sweats.

"Yuan come on, time to go," Jin's booming voice reached the room muffled from downstairs as I run for the door literally hopping down the stairs in sudden delight.

"Namjoon is still at the library, its just us, he said he'd grab something on the way later."

I make an 'o' with my mouth at the new information, the 'just us' kinda creeping me up for a second. But shrugging it off I follow him to the car ready to get some hot liquid inside my body.

Down the lane, in a few minutes we arrived at a cafe retro themed a bit crowed and bigger than the one I went to the other day. Things seem to amaze me too much today as I hop down and make the same 'o' for the second time, navigating my eyes to all sides taking in the decor and the warm aura that oozed from the place.

Following jin to the door it made a small ding when opening being welcomed into a cozy family cafe, the sweet aroma of ground coffee and baked goodies wafting through the air. The movement and vessels being knocked around in the indoor kitchen overpowered the mild jazz music in the background but it was nonetheless audible to a soothing extent. Finding a two see the in a corner that overlooked the seoul pathways and busy road at the young evening. Jin made our orders going through his phone from time to time as a comforting silence settled upon the both of us.

The food arrived- two servings of stir fried noodles, mild soju and.... A blueberry muffin?

I eyed the dishes that came, and scrutinised the blueberry muffin that sat in the middle, I looked at jin and back at the muffin.

"don't kill my muffin with your stare like that," he feigned being offended, bulging his doe eyes beautifully.

"no, I- isn't it a bit odd for the rest of the food you ordered." jin simply nodded for response, working his way with the cutlery and bring me my food as well. I shrug it off at the lack of information not really curious of his choices in food, as I myself was not in a good relationship with my food.

I notice the inked tissues kept under my bowl of steaming noodles, taking them in hand reopening the holds to find a combination of number, probably a phone number and a request in quotes "wanna grab a hot drink sometime?" at the corner of the thin sheets. My eyes go visibly wide in shock as a fragment of my past memories flash through the mind. The inevitable goosebumps don't hesitate to form on my skin as I shudder at the intense change in emotions and thought in my mind.

Jin noticed my stupefied demeanour, concern creeping through his features as he leaned in to shake my arm slightly. I snap my head to his concerned face and then to the paper in hand again blinking away the terrible thoughts although the words repeated themselves in my head...

Wanna get a room sometime sweets, could use a stress buster like you, at times.

Jin forcefully grabbed the tissue from me realising it was the reason for my change in behavior. His eyes press down to a thin line as if judging the person responsible warily. He clenched his Jaws looked at my still abashed figure as I try to push the thoughts away in full force, forcing myself back into reality. Seeing Jin readying himself to tackle the person in question I reach out for his hand mouthing a it's fine. I look back at the reception to find a guy pretty young facing our table his hopeful eyes monitoring our actions, questionably.

"I'm alright, let him be. He just... Tried?" I reason out, more like convincing myself. Jin was giving me 'Are you for real' look making it obvious his intentions weren't really innocent like I was hoping. I shake my head stubbornly making jin sit back down and huff in annoyance.

Gazing at the slowly setting sun as I poke around my food, my attention shifts every other minute from Jin's broad frame to smoking noodles in my bowl and to the view outside the window.

People of all kind and age trampled along the tiled footpath either going home after work or trying to find the desired grocery around the place. The vehicles honked and staggered beyond the footpath. A guy ran past the crowd, his man bun somehow caught my eye bobbing upon his head with every step he took chased by two other teenagers and an older man behind them.

I observed the scene replaying it in my mind to understand what had actually happened as Jin's voice intervened my thoughts.

"probably a pickpocket," he had paused eating probably observing me, when the upbeat tune of his phone rang.

"yoongi-ah?" he resounded with surprised as he picked the call. A muffled, "Jin hyung!" passed from the phone before I lost track of what was being said. Jin only voiced subtle 'oohs' and 'aahs' nodding in understanding. I simply got back to my dinner trying to finish it off.

"he will be back only after a week," Jin said ending his call rather disappointed with the news. I couldn't care less about yoongi's delayed arrival, as the last talk we brought back the bittersweet taste of hatred and love combined.

Back at home, I went straight to my room without really waiting for Jin's commands. Entering the silent calmness that had settled in the space enclosed, I settle on the smooth sheets as my body sinks into the soft 6 incher.

"Yuan get your laundry," namjoon's voice was heard altering myself and jin to his arrival. I skip down with a huff taking the bag from namjoon's hand. Without further talk I drag myself into my room bringing the cloths to their rightful spaces in the closet.

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The aged female that everyone called matron for the orphanage was a cruel lady with no humane emotions. Her feline eyes directed in every angle drilling holes in the back of the students head as they sat arms apart writing one of the many exams the trust school organised.

The slightly visible scars that seemed to be highlighted in the warm sunlight seeping cooly through the half open windows. It always frightened the young ones including yuan to face her.

"Kim yuan-" the hissing tone of her voice never failed to send chills down the twelve year old's spine as she turned herself to face the woman behind, now walking up to her in a steady pace.

"you're coming with me." with that the frail girl got dragged by the hand the grip causing a pale red to taint her arm. Out of the orphanage and across the street the woman marched with the girl still in hand stumbling to keep up with the other's pace.

To the opposite phase was the overly glittery pub that welcomed every other human that could give in a few bills. Ranging from unknown celebrities to road thiefs that were capable of buying themselves a drink or two. Stepping in the loud hard rock music that hit the floor vibrated through the little girls nerves wracking her heartbeat into a messy rhythm.

A few tables into the overcrowded and sweaty space the cushioned couches where the rich and drunk settled, gave off a pungent smell that yuan failed to realise was weed.

"here she is you got for the night, I'll be back in 12hours," the matrons voice was stringent again, did she ever speak softly to anyone? With that, to yuan's terrifying shock she left her there without a look back at the men and the twelve year old standing next to them.

The glass shattered to the floor into tiny pieces spilling the water it contained along with it. Yuan got up from bed her body shaking heavily, sweat pearls aligning her forehead and breath ragged. Her hands moved around the bed vaguely trying to catch something that was not present, seemingly still in a trance, all she could focus on was the loud noises repeating inside her head like a chaotic crowd of crows cawing.

"Yuan-"

"hey, hey look at me, it's just a dream honey,"

Yo there here is me again after idk how long. :")
Another chapter done and I've tried some scenes that I'm not accustomed to writing so please leave ur comments for it helps me a lot.

Happy reading.
(p.s. Find me some motivation to edit the previous chapters)