The snow was fluttering down onto the winter floor. Trees would hold the amounts of snow falling from the sky. The sky white and bright, having snowflakes dance their way down on earth.

Two little kids happily walked through the winter wonderland. A little girl with twinkling eyes, danced around in the snow in happiness. A little boy ran up to her with his golden locks turning white from the snow. His golden eyes looking at the girl worriedly.

"Y/n! Come on! Don't run so fast! You know my short legs can't run that fast!" The boy cried, trying to catch up towards the girl. Y/n merely giggled and took his hand with a grin.

"Yeah shortie but you gotta keep up! It's snowing! You know how much I love snow!" Y/n exclaimed. The boy rolled his eyes and sighed in despair.

"I hate snow. It's so thick, and cold. And wet." The boy whined. Y/n shook her head and kneel down to touch the snow with her hands. Her eyes twinkling like the small snowflakes in her hands.

"I love snow for two reasons, it's beautiful. It's literally made of thousands and thousands of snowflakes that never have the same design. It's so cool. Literally." She giggled. Her fingers gingerly traces along the snow, her features beaming brighter than the sun. The boy then kneeled down beside her, his own golden eyes twinkling from wonderment.

"And the second?"

"The second is when the first snow comes, father would return home."

"But he always returns Y/n. You know how hard our fathers work. They make sure everyone in the camp has enough to eat and have a place to sleep." The boy explained, his own fingers touching the cold snow.

"I know. But still, it's a dangerous job. Father leaves once the snow melts and won't return until the first snow. I really miss him Joonie." Y/n sighed, her eyes slowly growing dimmer. Immediately Namjoon rose up to try and cheer her up.

"Right! But he's coming home today! Right? It's snowing! Now come on no more sadness. Look at the pretty snow." Namjoon rambled and pointed towards the snow, stating how beautiful it is. Y/n covered her lips to hide her giggles, her cheeks growing rosy from the cold. Namjoon cheeks went slightly pink from her laughter. He pluckers his lips in a pout.

"Hey! Don't laugh! I was only trying to make you feel better!" He yelled before stomping away. Y/n giggled yet again and quickly following him.

"I know I know! But it was cute Joon! You don't even like snow but you still tried!" Y/n hummed, taking her small hands into his. Namjoon only gave her a side glance before continuing to pout.

"Come on, you can't be mad at me forever! I'm your best friend!" Y/n beamed and nudged her head against his arm.

"Best friend? Or a baby I'm babysitting? I cant tell the difference." Namjoon grinned and lightly pushed her in a playful way. Y/n stumbled slightly and pouted.

"Why you-"

"Y/n! Namjoon! Our dads are home!" A small voice yelled. Both of them turned to meet with a small boy waving at them. His golden curly locks bouncing as he jumped up and down.

"Father? Oh let's hurry Joonie! Let's see father!"

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Y/n woke up with a fright. Her eyes widen in pure horror, her body slightly trembling. A body next to started to shuffle and groan in their sleep.

"Y/n? What's wrong?" A voice croaked. Y/n looked down to see Namjoon tiredly rub his heavy eyes. He was at least a few feet away from her, his fingers still intwine with hers. A very bad habit they both had since they were both kids. Y/n merely shook her head trying to wave him off.

"Nothings wrong Joon. Just a Dream." Y/n reassured, sitting up right. Her fingers lightly rubbing her head to try and soothe her pounding head. Namjoon sat up right as well, lightly squeezing her hand. His eyebrows furrowed in worry, forgetting his slumber a while ago.

"About your father?" Namjoon asked. Y/n's shoulders slumped, hiding her face into her free hand. A small whimper escaped her lips, she then quickly hit her lips to keep anymore noises from leaving from her throat. Lately, ever since the prince pulled that string of hers, for nearly weeks, she would have the same repetitive dream about her father. It became so bad that Namjoon decided it was best they shared a tent until her dreams stopped.

"Yes. It's always the same one. That winter day. When father came home, and us strolling along the snow. Usually it ends with father being k-" A sob erupted from her throat, immediately using both ands to cover her sobs. Namjoon reaches over and uses his hand to soothe her cries.

"Y/n, little Robin it's okay. It's okay, you know none of that day is your fault." He soothed, gingerly pushing her into an embrace. Y/n wrapped her arms around him, and squeezed him in a tight embrace.

"I know, but why is it all crawling back to crumble me? I just got over it Joon, why is it coming back?" Y/n whispered, her voice shaking. Namjoon laid his chin on her head, his hand still rubbing her back.

"Honestly Y/n, I don't know. Maybe-"

"Robin! Robin!"

Immediately both detached themselves with Y/n quickly wiping her diamond tears away. She cleared her throat and stood up to leave her tent. There a man with blonde gold hair, a mullet tickling his neck. He was wearing a black robe with a golden belt. Golden compasses were dancing on his sleeves while a large one stood on the left side of his chest.

"I'm sorry to awake you but, Seokjin hasn't returned from his trading with the merchants! It's past moonlight Robin! The suns already coming up!" The man spoke, general worry for the medical director. Y/n furrowed her eyebrows and looked upon the horizon. Sure enough the golden streaks of sun was itching it's way out of the blue sky.

"He left earlier last night correct?" Y/n asked. The man nodded.

"Shoot and Jin isn't the type to take his time. You were on duty to wait until he appears Hongjoong?" Y/n asked, slowly anxiety raising in her chest. Namjoon appeared from the tent hearing the news from inside.

"Yes Robin, but he hasn't return. He said he'll be back before dawn. He's been gone far to long Robin." Hongjoong explained.

"Okay, I need you to wake up Jungkook. Tell him if these news and order him to take some men, go into the mountains were the merchants to see if Jin is there. If he's not among the path nor in the mountains then return here immediately." Y/n ordered, her leadership skills starting to show. Hongjoong nodded and rushed towards the other tents. Y/n walked through the camp and order everyone to wake up.

"Come on! I need you all up!" Y/n shouted, Namjoon following behind her to order people to get up.

"You heard her, up! This is a possible emergency we have here!" Namjoon shouted. Yoongi, and Jimin both ran towards them with bemused expressions.

"Rob, what's wrong? What's going on?" Yoongi asked, still taking the belt that held his robe.

"Jin, he's been missing far more than he should. He hasn't return from the merchants. Hongjoong was on duty to see if he would come back. He hasn't." She explained, ordering some more men to wake up.

"Okay, what if he's just late?" Jimin suggested. Y/n snapped her head towards the silver man with an eye roll.

"One thing we all can agreed about Jin, is that he's never I mean never late. Which worries me, worries me someone actually had the audacity to take one of my men." Y/n scoffed, her eyes burning with fury. Suddenly Taehyung ran up towards her, lightly dragging the tired prince with him. However this time Prince Hoseok wasn't in ropes, the only condition to this was if he held hands with Taehyung at all times. And if he dared to leave, let's just say Y/n is willing to hunt down the prince. Besides he probably won't make it that far either.

"Y/n? What's with all the commotion?" Taehyung asked, his eyebrows furrowed in worry. Y/n shouted someone to held her a bow and some arrows, then she looked back at Taehyung.

"Someone took Jin, and I'm gonna go kill that person."