o7
Mysterious Destinies
Chapter 7
“So wait… you’re a guy?” Kyunglim blurted out by accident, she realized what she
had said and covered . Kibum raised his eyebrow in amusement.
“Do I not look like a guy?” Kibum asked.
“N-no, I just meant that… whoa… you’re fashionable.” Kyunglim eyed him from
top to bottom.
“Thank you,” He flipped his hair to the side. “You my dear…” Now Kibum was
eyeing her from top to bottom. “Tsk, I thought women had some sense of style.”
“WHY YOU-“ Kyunglim furrowed her eyebrows and lunged at him. Kyunglim was
cut off by Mi cha.
“Um excuse me you’re highness, we need treatment for his…” Mi Cha coughed in
embarrassment, “…waist.”
“You serious? Who twists their waist?” Kibum exclaimed throwing his hands up
in the air.
“I DO,” Kikwang glared at him.
“Tch, clumsy …” Kibum muttered and rolled his eyes.
“YAH! ARE WE JUST GOING TO STAND HERE?” Sora barked.
“Whoa… geez women, chill. “ Kibum mumbled. “YAH GET THE ROYAL DOCTOR
HERE NOW!” Kibum shouted at his servants who quickly ran off to get the
doctor. Sungyeol looked around the room and saw all the servants and guards
wearing different colored clothes.
“What’s with all the color?” He asked Kibum.
“Psht, who would want to live in a palace full of people wearing black, white or
grey, Some people really need to have color in their life, good thing I came. This
place was a fashion wreck when I arrived.” Kibum uttered.
“Can we sit somewhere Your Highness Kibum?” Sora asked.
“Yeah sure. And by the way, you can call me Key,” He winked at Sora, a faint tint
of pink appeared on her cheeks.
“Or the Almighty Key, which ever way works… although I do prefer you calling
my by the second name.” Key suddenly spoke but then received a backhand from
Kyunglim.
“Geez, not even 15 minutes and this guy is getting on my nerves…” She muttered.
“YAH! I HEARD THAT, YOU DO NOT TO THE KING LIKE THAT!” Kibum pointed to
her.
“Talk my .” She said as she sat down on a satin bench. The royal doctor came,
running through the hallway carrying a huge leather bag.
“I’m here your Highness.” The doctor bowed curtly at him.
“Go fix…” He looked at Kikwang. “Whatever he needs to be fixed and patch up
everyone here.” He sternly stared at the doctor, he just nodded in response.
“OW OW OW.” Kikwang whined.
“Oh just shut up, I thought you were the manly type.” Kyunglim scoffed.
“I am, see.” Kikwang tried to stand up but the doctor hissed at him to sit down.
“Loser.” Kyunglim mumbled under her breath.
“So Key, can we stay here for the night?” Sungyeol asked him.
“Sure, whatever you guys need. Any friends of Kikwangs’ are friends of mine.” He
gave Sungyeol an eye smile.
“You’ll give us clothes to wear right?” Sora asked while helping Mi Cha get
bandaged up.
“Of course, I can let you guys walk out of my palace and be dressed like that.
Definitely a big no no.” Kibum waved his hands around frantically.
“So where are the rooms?” Mi Cha asked.
“Follow me, I’ll take you to them.” Kibum gestured them to follow him. They
climbed up the marble staircase that would lead to a carpeted hallway. The walls
were decorated with beautiful artwork and paintings of all different kinds. The
walls and ceiling were painted in gold with white flowers. After what seem to be
a long walk they arrived at two doors.
“Here you are. All the girls will be sharing one room and the guys will be sharing
one too. All your clothes are inside neatly folded clean yourself and get dressed
then head for dinner. Arraso?” Kibum said, they all just nodded.
“Where’s Kikwang?” Sungyeol asked.
“He’ll be in the royal bay for a overnight check… just incase he doesn’t break
other body parts.” Kibum muttered the last part. Sungyeol and the girls went
their separate ways. When the girls entered the room they saw 3 beautiful white
beds there, there was a balcony overlooking the kingdom and a small tray of food
for them to nibble on. While Mi Cha and Sora were looking around Kyunglim was
just focused on the things lying on each of the beds.
“Oh hell no, I am not wearing that.” She pointed to it. Mi Cha and Sora crowded
around her and snickered.
“Oh come on, I’ll bet you’ll look good.” Sora pushed her slightly.
“But just look at it!” Kyunglim pointed to it.
“I think it looks fine,” Mi Cha picked it up to her shoulders length and started to
admire it. Kyunglim would be fine with anything… just not the three beautifully
sown hanboks staring at her in the face.
Minhyun woke up with the sun streaming onto his face. He cracked his eyes
open saw that he was in a room, on a bed. He looked around and saw Sungjong
sleeping, neatly bandaged up. He looked around and didn’t see Minhi, which
made him worry. He started to get worried resulting in a large throbbing pain in
his head.
“Argh.” He clutched his head.
“Oh, you’re awake.” A soft voice came from the corner. Minhyun turned to face
the voice and he saw a beautiful girl wearing a yellow and red hanbok. “You
should rest more, the soup is nearly finished. And don’t worry about your
friend,” The girl smiled, “She’s just in the next room sleeping.”
“What’s your name?” Minhyun asked.
“Soori, now get some sleep.” She smiled at him.
A soft smile played on his lips as he gently fell back asleep.
They were all lying on the hard rock floor, the only sound from the dripping of
water.
“Y-yah…” Myungsoo croaked out. “Is anybody awake?” He tired speaking.
“I am…” Minah replied back sitting back while leaning against the wall.
“W-where are we?” Deul Lae stuttered.
“Ugh,” Yerin groaned and rubbed her head as he stood up.
“Oh my god… my face… my beautiful face!” Sookyung pawed at her face.
“We’re trapped in some room and all you can think about is your face?” Yerin
scoffed.
“Don’t be jealous just because you’re face isn’t as nice as mine.” Myungsoo
glanced at her.
“Where are we?” Sookyung muttered.
“Uh…” Myungsoo looked around and scratched his head.
“Hello…?” Myungsoo shouted through the cell.
“Ahh, I see you’re awake.” A voice boomed through.
“Where are we?” Sookyung shouted pulling onto the bars.
“You do not need to know that now. All you need to know is that I have a deal for
you.” The voice said menacingly.
“Why would we want to make a deal with you, the guy who threw us in a dirty
cell.” Minah spoke, the man just smirked.
“Because…” He snapped his fingers and out tumbling came Dongwoo, Hoya, JR
and Taemin.
“TAEMINNE!” Duel Lee ran to the bars and hugged him through it.
“Duel Lee,” He hugged back while her hair.
“Minah…” Dongwoo whispered.
“Dongwoo…” Minah cupped his face while thumbing the cuts on his face.
“What happened?” Dongwoo asked.
“I don’t know, we just got captured and…” Dongwoo was pulled away by one of
his men.
“Sorry to interrupt this lovers meeting.” The man said.
“We’re not lovers.” Dongwoo and Minah spoke at the same time.
“Whatever, I have a deal with you guys. Hand me the ladies and your boys will be
set free, no harm nothing done. Just follow me and that’s all.” The man smirked.
“NO!” Taemin, Woohyun and Dongwoo shouted.
“No way, what do you want to do with them?” Woohyun asked.
“It’s none of your business.” The man scoffed.
“There’s no way we’ll agree with you.” Yerin scoffed.
“Yeah.” Sookyung replied back as well.
“Okay, how about this.” The man snapped his fingers again and knives were at
his their throats.
“How about now?” The man smirked.
“Don’t do it…” Taemin pleaded, having puppy dog eyes.
“Oppa… I don’t want you to die…” Duel Lee clutched onto the bars.
“Fine, we’ll do it.” Minah stated causing everyone to turn to her.
“That’s a good girl.” The men released the boys and was now crowded around
the cell.
“What the hell Minah, what are you thinking?” Woohyun hissed.
“Well it’s obvious we don’t want you guys to die right? So we’ll just go and do
whatever he wants us to do. You won’t kill us… right?” Minah raised an eyebrow.
“Of course not…” The man smirked.
“See, there’s no harm… I guess.” Minah replied.
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Chunhee was pacing up and down her running her hands through her hair. What
was she doing now? She spent so long banging her fists on the wooden door, her
hands started to hurt and now they were a bit swollen and red. She straightened
out her clothes and hair.
There was a soft rasp on the door. Chunhee turned around and faced the door.
“May I come in?” A voice came through the door. Was she going to a complete
stranger through the door? Yes she would, she had no one right now and anyone
was better than nothing.
“Yes,” She mumbled. The door to reveal a young man, he looked like he was in his
early twenties just like herself. He had jet-black hair, it was styled nicely and he
was wearing a traditional blue hanbok. His jawline was well defined and his eyes
as sharp as a knife. In general, he was extremely handsome.
“Sorry about this… My father likes to… handle things differently,” The boy spoke,
as he placed an orange hanbok on the floor.
“It’s not much, but you should change into something more comfortable.” The
boy spoke again.
“Why should I?” Chunhee spat.
“Because, you look quite uncomfortable in your clothing.” He gestured to the
pair of jeans and t-shirt she was wearing. Chunhee softened when he genuinely
sounded concern.
“What’s…. what’s your name?” Chunhee asked.
“Woojin.” He replied.
“I’m Chunhee.” She said.
“I know… should I leave so you can change?” Woojin mumbled and then she just
nodded. Woojin left the room and quietly slid the door close. Chunhee slipped
out of her jeans and t-shirt and folded them neatly in a pile. She picked up the
hanbok and unfolded it. It wasn’t the most beautiful hanbok, but it was pretty.
She pulled the skirt up and slipped on the top part. She straightened it out and
brushed through her hair. She saw a chopstick like looking stick but it was
decorated beautifully with jewels on it and a small metal chain hanging from it
with a butterfly hanging from it.
Slowly she started to braid her long hair into two, once she finished braiding her
hair into two, she clipped them onto her head and them placed the pin between
them. She looked at herself in the mirror and was satisfied. Another soft knock
was at the door. She turned around and Woojin walked in.
“Um, I just wanted to-“ the beauty in front of him was cutting off his words.
“You look… beautiful.” Woojin mumbled.
“Thank you.” She looked down.
“Um…” Woojin cleared his throat. “My father wants to see you.” He stated.
“Okay.” Chunhee stood up and walked towards the door.
“Wait,” Woojin stopped her and walked in front of her so he was up close to her
face.
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This is the end of my chapter! Yay, haha. It … a lot. Anyways, I’ve
introduced two new characters. Woojin and Soori.
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