~~SANGHEE'S POV~~

I awoke early in the morning to find the house empty, as usual. After changing into different clothes, I smile when I notice a juicy red apple sitting on the table. I recall last night's conversation.

I take the delicate piece of fruit into my hands, my teeth slowly sinking into the soft juice. The fruit tastes delicious. Yoongi usually keeps a decent pantry, but ripe fruits are expensive and hard to come by here.

   He's so weird... why would he buy me this? He could've got two loaves of bread instead. Maybe he feels guilty for being such a jerk. Ha, I doubt it...

"Hm," I hum aloud, "The vicious criminal got me an apple..."

   When I think of my situation in reality, it seems so very strange...

     I'm a courtmaid from the castle. He's a "monster" who's lived most of his life in exile. Maybe it's fair to say I'm the angel and he's the demon. While I was eating fine soups in a dining hall, he was killing and stealing in order to survive. Our lives are complete different. Or they were, I suppose.

   How—out of everyone here, did I end up with August D? The man everyone knows about. The man who kills recklessly. Everyone makes him out to be so evil— but why don't I see him as just a monster? I see past that.

   Though he is cold and cruel, his intentions aren't that of some vicious person. In his own twisted way, he's trying to compensate for his mistakes. I suppose it's revenge. Maybe he believes by killing others he is honouring his family? I'm not so sure. He's incredibly hard to read. Sometimes he will do the smallest kind gesture— and to me, that means everything.

   I can't say I've spent much time around my "husband." The word sounds so wrong coming from my lips. Shouldn't a husband and wife love one another? Like Jangmi and Jungkook.

   But me and Yoongi will never have that kind of love. It was simply forced upon us. How could I love a monster, anyway? Though my thoughts are conflicting, he's done an awful amount of terrible things.

But...

   Why is part of me... drawn... to him? Why does my body spark an electric shock when he even touches me the slightest? Is it fear? What is it? I've never felt it before...

    Why do I get lost in his deep and mysterious eyes? Why does every moment of eye contact with him feel as though I'm drowning in a deep wavy ocean; leaving me speechless and at loss of thought. He's so so terribly dangerous... so how could I even remotely try and seek the good in him? But I can. I know there's more to him than meets the eye. Everyone has the potential to be good; all they have to do is try.

  Maybe things could be different—If only he would try.

    I scoop up my jacket, wrapping it over my shoulders and heading out the door. Now, I'm going to find Jimin. I need to find out more about this Muhyeok. It's not like Yoongi will tell me, anyway.

~~YOONGI'S POV~~

    After paying a quick visit to Hoseok, I decided to go out to the market and buy some more food. Prices are becoming more and more hefty each week. I'm not sure why. But it's the first time I've actually been concerned about finances here.

  I pick up coins anywhere I can find them, scaring everyone away so there's no competition. People flee from me as though I'm a hungry pack of wolves.

    My mind slowly wanders off to Sanghee momentarily, a tinge of guilt suddenly filling my stomach.

    "Sanghee," I had said, the night before.
"Y-yeah?" she stammered, fear clearly audible in her voice.
"I got you an apple. For tomorrow."
"Okay... thank you, Yoongi," she replied in a sweet tone.
   I didn't respond. Instead I just went to sleep, my dreams filled with death.

    She's so kind and gentle towards me; but I treat her like garbage. It's clear she dislikes me, but she still manages to be good about the situation.

    I shake my head, what the heck is wrong with you, Yoongi?! Why should you give a damn about her?

   As much as I tell myself this, I can't help but feel funny in my stomach. What made me decide to buy the apple? Maybe because I do feel bad? Maybe to cover up my guilt? I'm not even sure.

  Why do I keep her locked up at home? To show her who's boss? To protect her? I don't even know. I've never felt so skeptical in all of my life.

    Only trust yourself. Don't let anyone else under your skin. Hurt anyone who hurts you. You're the boss, Yoongi. You're the king.

    Maybe it is pride.

    I just can't risk loosing someone again. Not after what happened—

    I stop dead in my tracks when I notice Sanghee walking down the street, glancing around with a curious yet alert expression.

"What is she doing?" I whisper aloud.

     I quickly trail after her, following her into a more populated and condensed area.

   Her lucious raven locks bounce agaisnt her back as she quickly darts through the crowd. I notice she's bought some new attire. She is adorned in thick brown and scruffy jeans as well as a jet-black tunic. Quite nice, considering the circumstances. 

   It doesn't take long before someone else stands out either.

Park Jimin.

    It's kind of hard not to notice his silky hair and pink lips. He's pretty handsome, compared to most of the guys here.

    I squint my eyes in Sanghee's direction, watching in surprise as she makes her way towards him.

   A funny feeling begins to twist in my stomach.

    What is she doing...?

My eyebrows furrow in disappointment. I begin walking towards them, slowly creeping through the crowd.

   However, screams suddenly begin to echo throughout the entire plaza, making me glance around with quick eyes.

Are they screaming because of me?

   And then I see a figure adorned in black... tossing a gas bomb near the crowd where Jimin and Sanghee rest.

  Her reflexes work incredibly fast. She quickly pushes Jimin away, him pulling her down with him. They spin around in circles until smashing into a brick wall. I don't like the sight... Jimin's hands on her waist...

   However, my attentions quickly snaps towards the ticking bomb. My reflexes have never been so slow.

"Sanghee!!" I suddenly scream, realizing this is not joke.

BAM...

I was too slow...

A/N

looks like you gotta wait again😏😏