Jimin

Instead of finding a seat, I prefer to stand while meditating all by myself about why Pinky chooses to stand on that Dust Fairy's side instead of mine. Although I sound rude while breaking in to talk some sense to the Faerie boy, I've meant for the good. Suddenly, my thoughts are stopped by Wonho as he tosses a towel at me, landing it on my damp hair. "Here, dry yourself first."

Glancing at him with my eyes holding the least emotion, I adjust the soft fabric on my head and begin wiping the rain water away from my body. Sometimes, I would wonder why he still willing to accept me as his family after all those troubles I've done out of ego.

"I have something to tell you, Jimin," Wonho starts while I take off my wet sweater to change into a dry one he'd just borrowed me. "Well, after you have changed?"

"Gwaenchana (It's okay)," I reassure with a surprisingly soft tone unlike my usual self. Maybe it is because I'm already tired of being a porcupine. "You can just talk here while I'm changing. What is it you want to tell me?" I ask while taking off my pants and putting on the dry one, totally unaffected by the older's presence.

Clearing his throat, Wonho gestures for me to take a seat on the couch made with rattan and cotton. Once both of us are settled, he finally begins, "I heard about the girl, her father is still alive." The news hits me brutally like a baseball bat until I'm choked by my own saliva, coughing non-stop.

"Mwo ra gu (What)?" I inquire with my head tilted and my eyes narrowed, hoping that I've not heard wrong.

Sighing, Wonho repeats, "That yeoja you met today, her abeoji is still alive. Do you understand now?" This is totally a surprise for me. Sure enough, there is hope to break the curse between Pinky and me. All we need is to get the curse reversed and it would be done.

"Totally understood," I answer with pure excitement. A bright smile eventually forms on my face which in turn leads out Wonho's surprised expression. "So where is he? I'm going to find him."

"Not without the girl, Jimin," emphasizes the older Faerie as he faces me with his usual serious expression. He never jokes to me, that's why it is considered dull to live with him forever.

"Wae (Why)?" After all of these I've done before coming here, Ping would not want to see me even, let alone approaching her under her protector's watch. As Wonho opens his mouth to answer, I'm strongly hoping that his answer would contain other options which exclude Pinky's existence in my to-do list.

"Because he is held by the Queen," explains Wonho seriously. "Trapped inside a titan's heart. To save him, we must kill the titan. But there are risks."

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The rain hasn't stopped but it has reduced into a drizzle. Lying on the couch, I can't get my mind off of what Wonho has told me a while ago. Although it is time for me to sleep and rest my mind, the thought just swirls around my mind like a whirlpool and eventually averts my attention away from wanting to sleep.

There is hope, but there are risks.

These are the words rung by my own conscience after I come out with those egotistic ideas that cares about no one but mostly, myself. Now that such selfish thoughts would obviously lead me towards danger because I've known enough that I can't deal with the Queen alone ever since she had tried to kill me before.

As can be seen, seeing the Queen is already a pain in my arse. But bringing Pinky along with her annoying protector would only make it worse. To be honest, I am so dead. Seriously dead.

"You know you can sleep in your own room, right?" Wonho's voice leads me up to a sitting position. And his reminder might be a saviour for my peaceful sleep. Thank god he appears like a Fairy Godfather before I sink into my endless dangerous thoughts.

Forcing out a sheepish smile, I answer, "No, I forgot." Although I've managed into a standing position, the thought of violating the Queen's rules by killing her beloved pet is the strongest thought that whirls in my mind still, causing a storm that takes peace away from me. "Gomawo (Thank you) for reminding me."

"No problem." After a few seconds of hesitance, Wonho finally leaves me alone with a hard smile.

Time is running out. The Queen does what she wants and if she isn't happy, she will kill. I must get one step ahead of her before she changes her mind.

"Aish, jinjja!!" I feel so frustrated that I ruffle the back of my head so forcefully while walking to my bedroom. Heaving out a sigh in defeat, I lie down on the bed which is neatly arranged. "I think I'll go and talk to her tomorrow." Without thinking more due to exhaustion, I steady my breath until drowsiness hit me slowly like hypnosis. Soon, I close my eyes and relax into a deep sleep.

***

Ping

I hate that things just happen in a state that I'm always slammed right into it, unprepared. Just like the moment when Jimin reveals the truth that Beomgyu was feeding on my essence while stopping me from going wild. Other than confusion, I feel more lost. I've already tired of feeling scared, tired of being cautious. But accidents wouldn't give you the hint before striking at your life.

In order to drive Beomgyu away, I've pasted a note on the guest room door, reading 'do not disturb'. At such moments, I just wish to be alone so that I can sort things out more rationally.

Wiping my tears hastily, I take a seat on my bed and let the thoughts swoon over me like the planets in the universe. Sometimes, I find myself calming down quick when I stop suppressing my mind from thinking freely. Taking in a deep breath, I try to recall everything that had happened - Jimin, curse mark, Beomgyu, goblin, my abilities.

It is good to let my mind relax and think whatever it can. But sadly, it stops from feeling sleepy. "Maybe, I can try to use the powers here..." I mutter to myself when remembering how I lifted my grandmother by commanding little fairies to help me this afternoon. Coincidentally, this ability matches Jimin's as I'm well aware how much he would hate a human weapon and there is a really small tendency that he will bring such weapon along with him.

The gun.

I suppose when he tried to kill the goblin in the fastest speed, he thought of this weapon which humans use to end a life within seconds. Besides that, I remember seeing his hand that was holding the gun shook. In order to confirm whether my assumptions are correct, I close my eyes and take a deep breath before imagining something.

But nothing comes out after several minutes have passed. So I re-open my eyes and look around the room in search of anything which is far from my grasp. Not long after, I spot a water bottle which I'd put on the bedside table before the kitchen incident happened. It is beyond my reach as I'm too lazy to move, please don't take this as an example or it will ruin your life.

Instead of imagining something that might be the best tool to help me, I imagine the bottle dashing right into my open palms. Again, nothing happens. Suddenly, the image of the shield I had imagined to protect my sister appears in my head. "Maybe, I can imagine the shield on this bottle." I snap my fingers when the idea clicks. But, "Ouch." Here comes the pain surfacing on my injured finger.

Beomgyu must have cut me by accident when he tried to pin me on the wall. Although the blood has clotted, the fresh one oozes out again when I scratch onto it during the finger-snap.

"Beomgyu's power is healing," I breathe when picturing the way he healed my sister on the couch. His hand was glowing but she couldn't make out the name of that colour. The colour was unique. I look at my unharmed left hand as it shakes due to the rising nervousness I feel before putting it cautiously on my injured finger.

Soon, a foreign word appears in the deep side of my head.

"Asië," I read out the word in the most terrible pronunciation. And right after the call, my hand begins to shimmer in lemonade pink. The tingling feeling runs through the finger when I can feel the gash closes and disappears. As soon as the light diminishes, I take my left hand away and sigh in relief.

It works!

The wound is healed and I feel at ease. The power seems to work well although this is the first time I'm using it. A chuckle escapes through my toothy smile when I tumble onto my bed, feeling relaxed and amazed at the same time before drifting off to sleep.

ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴜʀɪᴏᴜs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴀsɪë ᴍᴇᴀɴs? ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪɴʟɪɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴜᴇss ɪᴛs ᴍᴇᴀɴɪɴɢ 😄

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