A/N: Hello my loves! I am backkkk~ I have finished my final exam and is officially done with school life yoohoooo ;D Thanks for being patient with my absence, enjoy reading this chapter! <3    

 

When the morning sun arises, Taehyung is the first to get up. Jimin's talk to him last night was replaying itself inside his head. He has suspected them when he realized they weren't who they said they were, but he also had this tiny bit of hope at the back of his mind that Jimin and Yoongi turned out good. And so far, he believes they are. Like, Jimin practically makes him promises? Like they really want him along despite Jimin constantly saying he doesn't. It makes him feel appreciated.   Taehyung tiptoes to Yoongi's side of the bed and pokes his supposedly dad, and Yoongi opens his eyes the next second.   "Yes?" He asks Taehyung, who replies with a silent good morning. Yoongi smiles until his eyes almost disappear. "Good morning. Have you decided?"   "Is that even a question?" Jimin murmurs from the other side. "Yes, he has. He is going with us."   "You can read mind too?" Taehyung jokes, to which Yoongi giggles. He raises his arms and sits up, starting to stretch. "But before we go, I have a few questions."   "Shoot."   "Not for you," Jimin's face fall at that. He huffs his breath and gives Taehyung a playful glare.    "Then I'm going to wash up first. Enjoy your interview with Yoongi the mythical ancient creature."   "Stay humble," Yoongi calls after Jimin.    -   "So when you were a dragon, what did you feed on?"   "I don't eat that much," Yoongi replies. "I slept a lot, though. Sometimes for years."   "No way…"   "I like lamb and sheep, anyway. The villagers have a lot of them."   Jimin turns away from the two and back to the counter. The ticket seller lady has disappeared to whatever business she has and hasn't come back for around 15 minutes now.    And Taehyung and Yoongi are still going at this question and answer session without even a care in the world that other people might hear them and learn about their secrets now that they're outside.    "So you're more than a thousand years old,"   Yoongi nods.    "Wow. What were your hobbies?"   "Sleeping. Trying to talk but realize I can't. More sleeping." Yoongi considers something. "Oh, sometimes there were people coming to the castle and I tried to greet them. It never went well."   "Unbelievable. Those people don't know the real beauty of nature."   "I know right."   "So don't you ever get bored?"   "Like I said, I slept most of the time."   Jimin taps his fingers on the counter impatiently. His headache hasn't been better and he needs to confirm the bus schedule ASAP so he can go get himself checked.    On second thought, he believes the ticket lady might have transported to a faraway somewhere that's why she took so long. Will she even come back?   "How did it feel like in your body? Do you feel hot all the time? Where does the fire come from?"   Yoongi taps his chin, thinking. Right, Jimin wonders that too. Where does the fire come from? Do dragons have this fire producing organism in their body? He turns to watch them.    "You know, I don't really know." Yoongi seems very surprised at the realization. "I just open my mouth and fire just comes out. I never question its process."   "Still, that's cool." Taehyung comments. He learns a lot about Yoongi in 30 minutes than Jimin does in the past centuries. That's some talent right there. "So say, when you drank water, could you still breathe fire??"   "Ahh, that's very interesting! How come I never thought of that?"   "Right? I mean, you've been alive for so long how does everything even work?"   "I don't know. Oh my," Yoongi grabs his own cheeks. "How long have I been alive? Jimin?"   Jimin presses his lips thin, thinking. "Probably the same age as me?"   "And how old are you?" Taehyung asks. How old is he? Jimin hasn't counted for such a while. He needs a few seconds to add them all up.    "Hmm… maybe around 1-"   "The bus will come back next month." The ticket lady returns. Jimin turns to her without getting to finish his word. Taehyung then turns back to his new obsession—Yoongi.    Jimin presses his face into the glass. "You mean next hour?"   "Next month."   "Hour. 60 minutes."   "31 days," she looks at him. "Mark your calendar."   "But… the bus was here yesterday."   "The bus only comes here once a month."   "Why?"   The lady points to the back and Jimin looks. There's nobody, well, except Yoongi and Taehyung. He turns back to her.    "That's right," she says. "You're not holding the line. People here don't leave their town that often. Once a month is frequent for this place. Come back next month."   Jimin can't believe they are stuck here for a whole month. Surely there must be something else that can take them to the city. If he suggests they walk again, Yoongi will flip.   "Is there any other mean of transportation we can use? Anything at all?"   The lady sighs. She goes through her book and stops at a page. "There's a guy who takes passengers in his car from time to time. But he's not from here so call and ask him first. If he's in town, then it's your lucky day."   -   Jimin has called the man almost a hundred times but