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He groaned in pain, Seokjin held his head tightly when the pain bloomed inside his head. He curled and cried in pain, he sobbed but the pain didn't go away.

"Don't fight it, Jin," a voice echoed in the middle of the spinning walls, Seokjin whined in confusion. He just tried to wake up, he can't even open his eyes rightly. It was hot and uncomfortable, his body was on fire.

"I-It's hurt," he winced, unfamiliar hands cradled his face and the pain stopped. He shut his eyes and took a shaky breath. Sweat dripped from his chin to his thigh, he fell but a pair of strong hands caught him before he really falls.

He felt a hand patted his back, the big hand rubbed his sore muscles. His head still felt dizzy but this time he can open his eyes and look around. It was the same museum room, but this one was so dark; the only light was from the moonlight from outside. The big window on the white wall, too high; you will need a really long ladder to reach that window.

Seokjin was sitting on a huge bed, king-sized bed. He realized this spot supposed to be where the angel statue was kneeling. The room looked the same but actually different. The position of the things was reversed. It was like the mirror reflection.

Seokjin froze, he heard the person who embraced him hummed. A melody he never heard before, the man kept caressing his back and rubbed his neck to ease his stiff shoulder. His heart raced, he blinked and suddenly he felt scared.

He raised his head slowly to look at the stranger before him. His eyes met the sapphire blue eyes, the blond man smiled gently to Seokjin. The black haired male's heart sank. It wasn't a dream.

"You worried me," the blond man touched his cheek softly like he was a fragile glass that will break anytime.

"You should be awake two hours ago but you didn't open your eyes," he let out a shaky breath, he didn't lie to Seokjin. The man with Taehyung's face was worried about him, he stared at Seokjin's eyes like he was scared. The blond man was scared if something happens to Seokjin.

Seokjin flinched when the man moved closer to him, he backed away and it hurt the blond man. Seokjin saw how his happy face changed into the face full of sorrow.

"What's wrong, Jin?" he asked, if the man didn't kidnap him, Seokjin will feel guilty for making him sad like this. But this man, he took him away from Taehyung. He also hurt his fiancée with the black smoke.

Seokjin shook his head, he moved until the end of the bed, his back against the headboard, "W-Who are you?" he stuttered, the man chuckled.

"Come on," he replied, Seokjin frowned, "don't joke like that, it's not funny," he gave Seokjin a boxy smile, awfully similar to Taehyung's iconic smile. Seokjin hated how similar this man to his fiancée. If he uses the same hairstyle, there's no way Seokjin can tell him apart from Taehyung.

"I-I'm not joking-" he denied, he whined when the man crawled to him and gripped his ankles. He was scared, the man looked at him with his darkened eyes. Scenarios played inside his head, he didn't know how his reaction would be if the stranger rapes him. If the blond man didn't have the same face like Taehyung, it will be so much easier for Seokjin.

Seokjin gasped when the man suddenly leaned down, the man held to his ankles, almost like his life depended to him. It didn't hurt, the man's grips; but it was desperate. Seokjin can felt the man's hand trembled, the blond man's head on his toes like he was worshiping Seokjin.

"I-I missed you," he hiccupped, he gazed to Seokjin's confused face with his teary eyes. It hurt Seokjin, it was like Taehyung was crying, so he reached for the man's cheek with his trembling hands and wiped his tears with his sleeves.

The man widened his eyes, blue eyes sparkled. He looked ethereal, illuminated by moonlight like this. Seokjin held his breath for several seconds because of the man's beauty.

"I really missed you, Jin," the man wailed, Seokjin wanted to tell him that he wasn't 'Jin'.

"But- I'm not-" the man suddenly grabbed his upper hands, he straddled Seokjin and put his head on the broad shoulder.

The other male whispered softly with fond tone, "Call my name, Jin," he said, Seokjin didn't even know his name, "call my name like how you used to call me before," he said with a deep voice. The black haired man cursed inside his head because he really didn't know the stranger's name.

"Call me V, come on," V growled right beside his ear, Seokjin shuddered. He tried to pull away but V was stronger than him. He can't move even an inch because V held his waist.

"I-I'm not Jin-" Seokjin said instead of V's name. The blond man tensed but his grip loosened, Seokjin gulped. He looked up and met V's eyes, he regretted it.

V glared at him, his eyes darkened. Seokjin bit his lips to keep his screams inside. The blond man looked like a demon with angel's face. Seokjin's body trembled, from head to toes; his eyes watered and he was about to cry until V hugged him.

He embraced him gently and that action troubled Seokjin. Why this man treated him like he was a delicate porcelain, he won't crack if V touches him.

"Please," the man begged to him, "call my name, please," he pleaded. V begged with the same voice as his Taehyung and Seokjin felt helpless.

Seokjin shut his eyes, he hated this, "V," he mumbled.

The blond man pulled back and met Seokjin's brown eyes, glistened with fear and anticipation. Seokjin's breath stuttered when the stranger smiled at him sincerely.

"I miss you so much, Jin."

*

Taehyung panted, he sat and leaned back to the wall. His penthouse was a mess. After the weird incident, where the man with a similar face like him kidnapped Seokjin; Taehyung tried his best to find his fiancée.

He asked the museum's worker but none of them understand what he meant. They treated his wounds and thought he went mad. Nobody even the security camera caught the incident. When the time he fought with that stranger, the camera blurred until the time where the black smoke vanished.

The only thing he got was the recording where he desperately screamed Seokjin's name, where he hit the mirror again and again until his knuckles bleed. Seokjin was reported to be missing.

It's been days, almost one week since that day. Now, Taehyung sat alone in their living room, things were broken because he flipped the table; all mirrors were broken because, since that day, Taehyung hated mirror.

He covered his face, he forgot to eat his breakfast; he didn't feel hungry anymore, he lost all of his appetite. His mind was full of Seokjin, Seokjin, and Seokjin. He wanted his fiancée back, but he can't get inside that damn mirror.

He went to that museum again, he tried to inspect it alone after detective claimed they didn't find anything. Not a single trace left from the culprit.

He cried, he often cried until he fell asleep, he needed to do that or he will never sleep. He can't sleep without Seokjin.

He stood up and walked to his balcony, he opened the door slowly. He took a deep breath, he dislikes the cold air; but it was Seokjin's favorite. They often sat here, cuddling while they count the stars above their head.

He laughed dryly, he looked down to the busy street, an unforgivable thought flashed inside his head. Living without Seokjin is worse than death anyway, the thought was so tempting.

That was when he heard a familiar voice, "I can help you."

*

Seokjin gazed to the only mirror in the room, he gazed at his own reflection. His bangs parted on one side, he wore the white shirt with red collar with a black trouser. V gave him the clothes and told him to wear it, he believed refusing V's offer was a stupid answer so he decided to play along.

He didn't know how long he stayed here, how many hours or even days since V brought him here. The blond man sometimes left him alone, he tried to find a way out. The moon never set and the sun never rise in here, there was two way to escape from this room.

There were two entrance and the mirror was between them, Seokjin once tried to escape with the right side entrance V always uses, but when he stepped out he saw nothing but darkness. He knew it should be a long corridor, but there was no a light and he can't see anything. He walked for hours, he walked with fingers tracing the soft walls.

He panicked, but he can't go back. The eternal darkness surrounded him. His knees grew weaker, he panted even though he never runs. He bit his lips to calm himself, the pain did help but still; he was scared. He didn't remember but he knew he passed out, and when he opened his eyes, he was back sleeping on the black bed with silk blanket draped over him.

He got up abruptly, he looked around and found V sat on the end of the bed. His hands on his thigh, Seokjin just saw his back but he was sure the man was pissed off. With a little bravery left inside him, he called the blond man with a shaky voice, "V?"

V straightened his back and glanced at him, no smile. His eyes dark even when his original color should be bright blue. He crawled to Seokjin like a predator, he straddled the black haired male's waist.

"Never," he grunted, hands pinning down Seokjin's wrists beside his head, "Leave this room again," he growled inhumanly. Seokjin didn't answer nor nodding his head, he was scared but he kept his face firm, refused to surrender just like that. He found V's personality almost one hundred percent similar to Taehyung but V was more dangerous and get easily triggered.

The blond man let him go and let that incident passed like that, and now Seokjin was back to his internal battle; should he try to escape again?

"Jin," he jolted when V suddenly wrapped his hand around his waist from behind, "What's wrong? You look troubled."

Seokjin didn't hear or see the moment V stepped into this room, the blond man popped out of nowhere; up till now, it's still a mystery for Seokjin.

Seokjin struggled to get free, no matter how similar V was to Taehyung, he still felt uncomfortable with the man, "nothing," he answered, V hummed.

The other man smiled to his neck, Seokjin was taller; V had the same height like Taehyung's height. How can someone be so similar to another human being? Seokjin believed V was another Taehyung, he once read something called parallel world and he was sure this place was one of that world.

"Come on," V pulled his hand, Seokjin followed him. The blond man guided him to the left side door, different entrance from the one he used before to escape.

Seokjin let V's long finger wrapped around his wrist, he walked beside V. The darkness once again engulfed them, he shivered when the coldness attacked his exposed skin.

V looked a little bit younger than his Taehyung, maybe a year or two years younger than his fiancée. He didn't know where they were going, he just made sure he steps carefully inside the darkness. Even with the darkness, V walked normally while humming.

He bumped to V when they blond man stopped without any warning, the other man chuckled lightly when Seokjin rubbed his nose. The black haired man heard a cracking sound and a blinding light made him shut his eyes.

V stepped inside and pulled Seokjin's hand, the taller man gawked at the sight before him. A dining room, with a long polished table and several chairs. Luxury foods on expensive ceramic plates, wine glass, full-set of forks and spoons Seokjin saw in the restaurant he worked at.

"Let's eat," V said with a small smile, Seokjin followed him and sat on the chair Taehyung pulled for him. He gazed at the food, did V cooked this? He shook his head, V always brings foods out of nowhere for Seokjin. For several days or maybe weeks, he ate those foods. He needed to be healthy so he can escape anytime.

He took the first bite, delicious as always. V grinned widely, he watched Seokjin happily, the older man averted his eyes from the blond male, "you're not eating?" he asked, V shook his head.

"I prefer watching you eat-"

"But it will taste more delicious if we eat together," Seokjin replied innocently, the fork fell from V's hand.

The blond male stunned, shock hearing Seokjin's respond, the older male stopped eating and took the fork, "A-are you okay?" he asked worriedly.

V nodded, he looked away from the black haired male and ruffled his blond hair. Same like Taehyung, the blond male will ruffle his hair when he feels uneasy, Seokjin noticed this.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he gambled, trying to push the blond man.

V looked hesitant, "you..." he talked with a low voice, "you said the exact same things; like my Jin," for a moment V looked stable, the most stable state.

So the blond man knew Seokjin wasn't his real Jin. He got up from his chair and sat on the chair beside V. The black haired male touched V's thigh, the blond male raised his head and looked to Seokjin's brown eyes.

"Tell me," Seokjin whispered, "tell me about him."

*

"What the hell?" Taehyung gawked, he fell to his back when he saw Seokjin on the sliding door of their balcony. But his fiancée looked a bit different, Seokjin had pink hair and wore weird clothes; like he was from ancient Europe's kingdom.

With a white shirt and a black trouser, he looked like Seokjin but Taehyung knew he wasn't his Seokjin.

Taehyung slapped his cheek, "Am I dreaming-" but it was hurt, his cheek burned with the stinging pain. It wasn't a dream.

"I can help you," the pink haired male said, Taeyung stood up and walked closer to the balcony's door, he touched the glass door gently. The pink haired male gazed at his hand, he moved his hand like he was trying to reply Taehyung's hand.

"Who are you?" Taehyung asked the pink haired male smiled, "you're not Seokjin, but you look awfully same like my fiancée," he frowned at the stranger.

The other male smiled sadly, "I'm the only person that can help you to save Seokjin," Taehyung flinched when he said his fiancée's name, he punched the door with his fist.

Once again anger bubbled inside him, "punching the door won't help though," the pink haired man said sarcastically, just like Seokjin. The pain exploded inside Taehyung's chest, he missed Seokjin so much.

"Explain," Taehyung hissed, the man gave him a sad smile. Losing his beloved drained the cheerfulness from Taehyung, right now, one wrong move and he will explode like a bomb.

"I will start with this," the stranger pointed at himself, "My name is-"

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"His name is Jin," V intertwined his hand and put it on the table, face firm but he can saw the sorrow as clear as the day, "he was an angel, just like me," Seokjin gasped internally; so V was an angel? So the statue he kissed was V?

V smiled to himself, "but he was incomplete, he was wingless. That fact made other angels put him in an isolation for centuries; before he met me, he was all alone."

Why? Seokjin almost asks the blond man, but it seems the other male can read his mind so he answered before Seokjin starts asking him, "angels hate something incomplete, they hate flaws."

Seokjin drank the juice while V kept talking, "time passed but angels' appearance stop at certain ages," that explain one of Seokjin's question, V was older than his Taehyung, older than him.

The past, where everything was innocent and simple. V wanted to replay those days, he wanted his Jin back.

"How you meet him?" Seokjin prompted, V looked to the creamy walls with calm eyes but his blunt nails clawed at the table.

"I'm cursed," he glanced blankly, "I'm different than any angels in the heaven," Seokjin shivered when V's voice dropped almost an octave, "my wings are black, darken than any color you ever see in your life; angels are afraid with the dark color. They said it was a symbol of misfortune."

So they also isolated him too, at this place. The huge mansion with white walls and flower garden, might look beautiful but when you're trapped inside this place for eternity, you will think twice.

V rubbed his own knuckles, thinking the next words carefully, "I met him when I sat on the balcony's railing," he recalled the old scene, he smiled unconsciously and Seokjin felt he should smile more often because his smile was mesmerizing.

'if I don't use my wings, maybe the pain will stop,' V thought internally, it's been several months since the elders decided to isolate him and put him in the white cage. This mansion was his cage, he can't leave because the barriers, he was too young to break the barriers.

"The sky is beautiful, isn't?" he froze when he heard someone talked. His heart fluttered because it's been a while since the last time someone talked to him. He turned around slowly and the man that stood before him stole his breath.

Totally breath-taking, the stranger had pink hair, broad shoulder, white milky skin, small waist; what a perfection. But, oh wait, V didn't see any sign of wings, the man must be a senior angel. Senior angels can hide their wings and show it anytime they want.

"Love what you see?" the man smiled, V hurried to look down and hid his blush because the man caught him checking from head to toes. The pink haired man laughed and said: "just kidding, just kidding."

That was the beginning, he befriended with Jin and thought the man was a guardian to keep him inside the mansion. The pink haired male showed him the mansion, he cooked for him; that was new because angels don't need food but Jin introduced many new things V never experience.

They fell in love in a short amount of time, no actually, V already in love with the older angel since their first encounter. They didn't need to exchange love words, they just knew. They were meant for each other.

V learned not long after their first night together, Jin was wingless. He was an angel but he wasn't at the same time, he will forever feel empty because half of his soul was not with him; the wings of an angel are parts of their soul. So if you don't have any wings, that's mean your soul isn't complete and you will live with a hole inside your heart, lacking something you never know exist.

Jin never mentioned this problem, V was the one who asked. He innocently asked, 'what your wings look like?' after Jin praised his black wings. Jin answered with a sad smile that break V's heart.

"He said 'I hope I know' to me," Seokjin played with the hem of his shirt, he can guess this shirt belonged to Jin. He can felt how V loved 'Jin', he watched every time V said Jin's name, the blue eyes flickered with heavy sorrow. What happened to them?

V grinned happily, his boxy smile sparkled like a little kid, "We spent nights together, we cuddled, we sang together with the stars and watched the sunrise."

Sunrise? So there was morning in here, which was odd because for days Seokjin stayed in here; he never sees the sunrise. It was just moon that shone brightly, the moonlight was the only light that illuminated the bedroom.

V's expression turned grim, the black haired male shuddered. The sudden transition was too much, "but then, they came and destroyed us. They, the senior angels from heaven, suddenly came and found us; together."

So the elders, the other angels was the reason why their love story ended. Seokjin patted V's back, he felt sad and he wanted to cheer the blond man.

The image where Jin embraced V desperately; trying to shield and protect the younger angel, he glared at the elders but they pulled them apart, Seokjin imagined it crystal clear inside his head.

"They punished Jin, he was the older one so he took most of the punishment," V's voice cracked, the blond man's hands trembled because of the anger. Seokjin realized V's mental state changed once again and he had an intuition this was a bad decision.

The warm blood under V's toes, Jin's blood was warm when it touched his skin and tainted their white robes.

Jin was wingless, he was weaker than average angels. The pain felt one hundred more painful than normal, V remembered how his beloved screamed, how he sobbed, how he lost his voice because it was too much.

He begged, he pleaded for them to stop, what's so wrong with love? They never disturb heaven, they were fine; locked inside this mansion as long they have each other.

"They took him away from me," V's voice echoed weakly, hitting the wall and bounced back, Seokjin's ears caught it, "they took him and separated us, they put the new seal and the sun never rise again. They break our bond and I can't track him, I lost him," V gazed to his palm, warm tears fell as he recalled the lonely time. Nothing but coldness accompanied him.

No comfort, no warmth, and no alluring voice he loved the most.

V went mad because of that.

"V-"

"But now it's different," he sounded so cheerful and Seokjin knew it was wrong, "now I have you back by my side," he smiled to Seokjin who eyed him sadly. The black haired male stood up and cupped V's cheek, the blond man looked confused.

"I'm not him," Seokjin frowned, "I'm not- I'm not your Jin. I'm Kim Seokjin and I have a fiancée, his name is Kim Taehyung. Just like you, just like Jin; the one who I love is Taehyung, I'm not your beloved."

V's lips parted, he blinked several times; like he just realized the obvious fact that Seokjin wasn't his Jin. Seokjin let go his face and stepped back, the blond man's teary eyes darted everywhere, and he bit his lips until it was bleeding. His mind was a mess, all he wanted was his beloved. He found him, wasn't he?

"No," he said, Seokjin flinched, "no- no- no- NO!!" V shouted to his face.

All glass suddenly broke, some of them explode and Seokjin hurried kneeled down to avoid the glass shard pierce through his flesh, he covered his ears and shut his eyes tightly.

His ears rang and he felt so dizzy, he tried to stand up after several minutes and saw V stood right in front of him; the blond man looked down to him with an unreadable expression. Eyes darkened with pupils dilated, he looked scary and broken at the same time, his hands balled into fists. He bit his lips and stared at Seokjin who whimpered.

"I will never let you leave again," Seokjin managed to hear what V said, "I finally found you and I will never let anyone take you away again from me," he sobbed, the black-haired man watched the tears wetted V's cheek, dropped from his chin like a crystal.

"I don't care if I turn into a monster or a demon," he laughed and cried at the same time, the blond male was broken. V choked out a sob, body trembled, and he watched Seokjin fell to the dining room's marble floor.

"You will stay with me, Jin. Nobody can take us apart, even yourself."

*

Taehyung sat on the couch, he got inside when the night air got too chilly. He looked to the tall mirror beside the television, half of it was broken but the upper half was fine.

He gazed at Jin who moved from the glass door to another mirror, the pink haired male looked anywhere but his eyes.

"So, you're telling me, your couple; V, was the one who kidnapped Seokjin?" the pink haired man nodded, "and you need me to connect with Seokjin because that's the only way to find the huge mansion where he lives?"

Jin nodded again, he felt guilty; V went mad because of him and he stole Seokjin from Taehyung. V did the same thing like what the other angels did to them, he separated two lovers for his own need.

Taehyung sighed, he glanced to the dark sky outside the window, "why you use a mirror to communicate with me?"

"Because I can't take form in your world," Jin answered bluntly.

"But your lover can," Taehyung gritted his teeth when he remembered the time when V embraced Seokjin and dragged him to the other dimension.

"V is .... He is strong," Jin explained, he rubbed his wrist to calm himself, his eyes twitched like when Seokjin feels anxious (Taehyung noticed this) "V is extraordinary, he is stronger than average angels; he can manipulate people easily like how he controlled Seokjin and made him kissed the black winged angel statue. His real power is insane."

Taehyung tilted his head, waiting for further explanation, "that statue was like, a medium for V. Seokjin was a human from this world and when he kissed that statue, V got the key to enter this world."

"I'm too weak to do the same thing like him, trust me; I forced my voice to your brain when you were at the museum and I slept three days straight. Now, I show myself like this required a lot of power too, connecting to other dimension isn't an easy task," Taehyung nodded, "and now I need you because you're connected to Seokjin, I can find the mansion using your bond with him."

Taehyung took long strides and stopped in front of the mirror, he watched how similar Jin to his Seokjin, like twins brother, "why you can't find him when V is your mate? You two also shared an unbreakable bond, am I right?" Jin scoffed. He hated to explain this but Taehyung deserved all explanation.

"The angels put a seal to that mansion, they made the mansion out of anyone reach; they put that mansion in an empty dimension and hid it from me, they took V away from me," the pink haired male looked upset, like how Seokjin looked when Taehyung crossed the lines.

Taehyung didn't understand if V was that strong; then he can easily break the seal right? Wreck the barrier and find Jin. The pink haired male was too weak to track V down because the seal from the other angels but V was strong, with his power he can find Jin easily. With that thought inside his head, Taehyung asked the last question, "but why he never track you? He is strong if what you said is true."

"V thought," Jin bit his plump lip, "He- he believed I died after the elders punished me. They made V believes I died at that time and because of that; he never really search for me even when with his power that's possible."

V was scared, he was scared to the fact that his Jin might be dead, "He ended up tracked someone with a similar soul like me and that was-"

"My Seokjin," Jin nodded, Seokjin is another Jin. They were the same person from the different universe so their soul was alike. Similar to each other but not entirely the same.

The angels took Jin away from V but in the reality, they also took V from Jin. They hid him from the radar, they covered the black winged angel's existence so Jin can't find him. They sealed their bonds so both of them will be lost, they will never find each other's hands again.

What a tragic story, and now the parallel version of themselves caught in this tragedy. Taehyung put his hand to the mirror, face firm and full of determination. At least now he found a way to save his fiancée from the blond demo- angel.

He didn't want to waste his time again, he didn't want to make Seokjin wait longer than this so he spoke with his husky voice to Jin, "Okay then, tell me how to start."

A/N :

CHAPTER TWO. ONE MORE TO FINISH! YEAHHH

BTS IN CITIFIELD NY!

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JIMIN WAS CRYING, I CRIED TOO.

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