Amour Moon. Lord Zedon.

It was her name yet not hers. Amour Moon has been dead for a long time now. She had killed her, herself. She watched her name pinned with red lines stretching out to it from far away points. These all incidents were leading to her name and his. 

"Y/N we are safe. You are safe with me."

She shot multiple times on the board, what was she even trying to destroy? Nothing, God was being unfair to her once again. Pain, she felt it everywhere. 

"Taehyung!" His voice, it was playing with her head, she closed her eyes and clutched her head letting out a low scream. She grew deaf to the sounds around her.

"Amour." He pulled her by her arm and she looked at him with nothing but lost eyes. The tight grip didn't hurt as much as he did, why couldn't he just say it was her.

Falling in love was something she didn't want to do yet she was deep in the sin sea of love. He didn't wait for her to say anything, he found it hopeless, he twirled her around, pointing his gun behind her shooting the man in his head who was about to pounce at them.

"Taehyung, please take me away!"

Suddenly he wasn't there, she panicked, turning around, here and there to have a glimpse of him. Tears trickled down her face, staining her white shirt when she used her sleeves to wipe them away. Her body jerked to the right, a bullet slicing through the air and then hitting the wall behind her, right after bouncing.

She felt her back aligned to his front. She couldn't make out what was happening, her mind was too emotionally assaulted to understand anything. She snapped her head, watching blood staining the temple and side of his face, his lip busted. She brought her hand to touch it, his eyes shifted to hers at the moment. That caused her to pull away and touch her lips, she wasn't hurt a bit.

He followed his intimidating gaze over her lips and he leaned in, slowly tasting his blood on her lips. He pulled away, sincerely admiring her face.

"She's that Russian woman." 

She heard her heartbeat harder against her chest. The panic that settled deep in her stomach rises again. Her body felt heavier, she clutched tighter onto him. She opened her eyes once again, there was no one alive she could see, it was red and spooky before she could say anything, she had long fainted.

She woke up to an immense headache. 

"Y/N!" 

Her ears were baffling her. She opened her eyes and found Hoseok by her side. He sure had been cutting out on sleep. His tired eyes, his strained voice that came out coarser than usual, and lastly his slow movements, everything made her frown. She helped herself to sit and stared at him.

"How are you doing? It's been two days since you passed out. Taehyung was pretty worried." She pouted, searching for him, as if he was here in the suite. "He went to meet Soo Yun." Hoseok sounded too suspicious and it wasn't really a good sign.

"Call him back Hobi. He can't know. You know everything don't you?" She pleaded with him, holding his hands in her palm. Hoseok shook his head as if he was despaired with the situation," Y/N it's too late. He would know anyway if not her."

Y/N learnt a thing she heard from him saying to Hoseok, he was on a dinner date with Soo Yun. It tore her heart into millions of pieces. He hadn't returned to her or said anything. For moments it felt as if they hadn't ever been there, he hadn't known what was there.

Born and brought up in Russia, she was half-Korean by ethnicity. Started working as the head manager in the Hybe Corporation, she had come a long way.

A rich family? Not surely, she would say. She traced her fingers over it feeling the troughs. A game, she wanted to play one for a long time. None other than, Jungkook had her persuaded to work. He surely had a liking towards her with how he trusted her with working here, where his professional life existed.

She had maintained a very intimate bond with BTS. A hidden face was not something easy to tackle yet Jung Hoseok was a key to the lock.

"I'll be gone for an hour? You'll be alright?"

She nodded and started to totter through Hoseok's apartment and found his diary laying on the table. He was never the one to leave it outside so what was the case today?

Y/N placed the cup down and propelled her figure picking it up. It had gold carvings on it and this behavior didn't quite represent the manners of him. If he were here, she wouldn't have the chance to peek into this mysterious book. The first page was so delicate, the moment it touched her fingers, it had the royal feeling.

The only words written were :

"Jung Hoseok

-YOUR LONG LOST LOVE"

Her almond eyes widened as she read it over and over again. But something didn't add up, the handwriting of the both lines were different. She was able to recognize the first one. One was of Hoseok, the other wasn't familiar at all.

The space between the two lines was vast. The paper was blotted with ink, she suspected something else to be on it. She turned the page over and found 6 different names of places written with a date and time. Three of them had already lapsed. The next place was:

A date specified- Busan, 120723, 2000 hours.

Busan! What was there? Hoseok hadn't told her about these dates nor the places. She hoped he would have a good reason to explain himself.

"I have to go there! I will find his perfect location. It's just a matter of time." 

She silently kept the book back.

Y/N entered her apartment and almost tripped over her feet, when she found Taehyung sitting on the couch with a small book in his hand. He looked calm. One thing she had noted, if he was calm, then something bad is about to happen. Today, unfortunately it was her bad luck.

"Y/N it's been a whole four days where have you been? Even Hoseok, your best friend, didn't know anything about your whereabouts. So strange, no ounce of worry on his face." 

He raised his eyebrows with a fake smile on his lips. He stood up and trapped her with his body till her body bumped onto the wall.

"I-I was with Jackson." 

She didn't look into his eyes, knowing well her lies would be caught. She still stuttered and covered it up confidently with a cough afterwards.

"Do you remember what we did on Tuesday?" She specifically asked him. He shook his head replying after. 

"We just went to an Idol's party, yes, what is his name again? Jin Young. Yeah, right. Why don't you remember anything?"

"No no. I do remember. I just didn't remember anything specifically. Maybe I was drunk." She finished with a nervous laugh, he nodded stiffly.

"Okay Y/N. I'm sure I'll see you around?" Was it a question or an order? She couldn't distinguish. Y/N nodded, opening the door for him and she realized she had been holding her breath all this time.