7.3

"What?" Namjoon put down his files, "Jin-Hyung is sick?"

'Yes'

"You're with him, hyung?" the anxious hybrid asked with a wary tone, he shouldn't tell Seokjin about Taehyung's parent. The younger man felt bad, regretting what he did.

'Of course, do you think I can predict his conditions with magic without seeing him directly?'

"That's rare, I know Jin-Hyung rarely tell us when he is sick. Could it be he faint when he is working at your cafe?!' Namjoon stood up abruptly, accidentally hitting his knee to the sharp edge of the table and groaned in pain.

'You never change, Namjoon-ah. Be careful'

Namjoon blushed, Yoongi always makes him nervous and make him be so clumsy.

'And no, he fainted in his own house. But stay calm, I'm here, take a deep breath and drink your tea.'

Taking a sip of his tea, Namjoon listened to Yoongi. Calming down his own mind for not overreacting even though he was so worried about his brother's condition.

'The kids tried to call you when they realized their father got a fever but they couldn't find your number and ended up calling my number.'

Namjoon nodded knowingly, "sorry to trouble you, hyung," he heard Yoongi chuckled, "I will come this evening, please stay with Seokjin-hyung for a while."

'You know I will stay here without you asking'

Namjoon smiled softly to nobody, "I know."

Seokjin remembered the white ceiling of the hospital, the first thing he saw after he fainted in the backyard of the old mansion, a live-dead experience.

He recalled how he ripped out some injections from his veins, how many times he fell to the floor when he tried to get up and walk.

The bruises on his face that he saw from his reflection. Also his wings, his broken wings; he remembered it as clear as the day. How his wings looked so ugly with burnt feathers and dislocated bones.

He limped to the bathroom just to meet the unsightly image of himself. He heard a loud scream, a loud wail, a really pathetic sobbing sound and realized it was no other but his own voice.

His blunt nails scratched the white porcelain sink. He stopped crying when nurses came and dragged him back to the uncomfortable bed; they gave him an injection to calm him down from the hysteria.

He woke up again and greeted by his aunt's husband, one of several men that he trusted. Dongwook tried his best to smile, trying to be a mature adult but the man broke down when Seokjin gazed at him with empty eyes.

"Namjoon is alright," Dongwook whispered, Seokjin's eyes lit up, finally show a sight of life. Eyes brimmed with tears and the teenager cried once again but this time he buried his face against Dongwook's chest, this time he wasn't alone to face the reality.

He lost the chance to be counted as the next heir for his generation. The elders said his father was someone that shouldn't be counted as the member of the big family. Both Namjoon and Seokjin must take their father's punishment.

The injured hybrid snapped, he almost kills one of the elders when they said how pitiful his father and uncle were when in fact it was them who sabotaged the official match.

Without proof, even his grandfather couldn't bring justice for them and Seokjin felt betrayed.

He protected Namjoon with all of his power when their mother turned her back after her sons' lost the opportunity to be the next leader.

Seokjin felt disgusting.

He was still a threat though. He was the strongest among the other candidates from the branch's families.

They started to target Namjoon and Seokjin couldn't take it anymore.

'Take Namjoon under your name,' one day he told Dongwook, 'please, take my little brother under your name.'

'I know, aunty can't have a kid and you will never marry another woman,' he smiled, Dongwook's love to his aunt is something too beautiful for this corrupted world.

'You don't need to take me since I'm their biggest target, I don't want to drag you down too,' he breathed out, 'but please, keep Namjoon save.'

If Dongwook takes Namjoon, his brother could still stay with his grandfather and got a nice home.

'I will leave this place once you officially take Namjoon,'he had enough and Dongwook couldn't say anything but promised he would keep Namjoon safe no matter what. He just wanted to run, to wash his hands from all of this shit.