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When Jimin returns to his mother’s hometown, the forests seem to whisper his name. But something lurks beneath the town’s surface—something that watches him, waits for him.
Little did he know, when he had crossed paths with a wounded wolf, the delicate threads of his reality had begun to unravel.OR
Jimin exhales sharply, the cold night air burning in his lungs.
"You're not afraid," Jungkook murmurs, tilting his head slightly. His crimson eyes gleam in the darkness, assessing. Waiting for Jimin to flinch.
Jimin should. Every instinct tells him to. But he doesn’t.
Instead, he holds Jungkook’s gaze, something raw twisting in his chest. "Should I be?"
Jungkook steps closer, slow and deliberate, like testing a fragile thread between them. "Most people would be."
"I'm not most people."
A beat of silence. Then, something shifts in Jungkook’s expression—so brief Jimin almost misses it. Amusement? Curiosity? Or something deeper, something neither of them is ready to name.
Jimin swallows, pulse hammering. He should step back. He doesn't.
Jungkook exhales a quiet laugh, barely a breath. "No. I don’t think you are."