DIAMOND| YOONMIN

IV. The Piano

"I tell the piano the things I used to tell you." Chopin

Jimin slowly opened his eyes, he was in a huge room, walls covered with purple and black flowers paint paper, gold furniture with a purple tapestry, a small desk on the corner with a ton of papers on it, a huge library which occupied a wall from one end to the other, filled with old dusty books.

He took a look at his clothes, his trousers and his sweater were replaced by a black silk night robe, decorated with gold and purple embroidery. His chest was sweating, his neck too, he turned his head and saw the reason for the sweat; wood was burning in a small fireplace on the wall to the right of the bed.

Through the window he could see that it was already dark, he wondered how many hours he slept after fainting in the dungeon.

He put his hands on his chest and looked at the ceiling, he could not forget his eyes, no, it was impossible. From gray to red, from red to gray; from gray to blue, from blue to gray. It was amazing how fast his eyes changed color and he could not get that out of his head. Since his arrival to Fantasia, he saw several creatures he had never imagined to see in reality, creatures they had only known through the paragraphs of his books, but they had not marked him as much as the King's eyes did.

"Oh, you are awake." Namjoon entered the room with a silver tray. "How do you feel?"

"Uhm." Jimin put the cushion behind his back and sat. "Better." he smiled. "For how long have I been sleeping?"

"Not too much, only two or three hours I guess. You must have been tired." the healer said. "I brought you some food." he added before placing the tray on his legs.

"Oh!" the younger widened his eyes when he saw the chicken stir-fry. He remembered when his late father taught him how to make it, they spent a good moment, laughing and cooking together, like a father and son would do.

Jimin stared at the plate, tears burning his eyes, remembering the combination of spring colors of the red and green peppers, the chicken walleye mixed with honey and soy without forgetting the final touch that mushrooms gave. Even the smell of the dish could make you lick your lips without feeling it.

"Thank you sir." Jimin smiled.

"Sir? You make me look very old." the healer chuckled. "Call me Namjoon, please."

"It's delicious, who prepared this?"

"The chief's assistant, his name is Youngjae, I will tell him you loved it, he will be glad."

"Oh, you are finally awake!" Hoseok entered the room. "Thank you Namjoon, you can rest now." he stroked his shoulder.

"I am not tired, I can stay." the silver-haired male told him, looking him straight in the eyes. "It has been a long time since we have spent time together." he added.

"You are right." the Wizard gave him a small smile.

Jimin watched them, all confused. He wondered what was the relationship between these two new acquaintances. Judging the looks they gave themselves, he guessed that they were maybe more than just friends.

"Woah Jimin!" the healer opened his eyes wide when he realized that the cushion on which he was lying was shining. "Your hair did it again."

"Oh." the younger blushed. "I am sorry, sometimes I can't control it."

"This is not a problem." Hoseok ruffled his hair. "I was planning to change the cushion anyway, now it looks like I do not need to anymore." he laughed. "This color is beautiful."

"You were very hungry." Namjoon added, looking at the empty plate in front of him. "How do you feel now?"

"Much better!" the diamond-haired caressed his belly. "Thank you."

"Would you like a dessert my dear?" the Wizard asked him.

"Oh, no, it's not worth bothering y-" Jimin could not finish these words because it only took Hoseok a wand to conjure up a bowl of chocolate mousse in front of Jimin.

The latter laughed and shook his head. "Of course, you are a Wizard after all."

"I hope you like chocolate."

"I love it." Jimin rubbed his hands before attacking his dessert.

Namjoon and Hoseok shared a smile.

"Oh, uhm, where is the king?" the young man asked them shyly.

"Surely in his office, signing a ton of papers."

"Why do you want to know?" Hoseok furrowed.

"Just.." Jimin rubbed the back of his neck. "I was just curious."

"You are under my protection, you do not need to worry about him." the Wizard said.

"Are you someone important?"

"He is certainly the greatest wizard of Fantasia." Namjoon said, looking at his friend with pride.

"Oh." Jimin nodded. "I wanted to ask you, do you know Lord Taehyung?"

Both friends stared at him confusingly. "How do you know him?" they asked.

"He is the first one who welcomed me to his house when I arrived here."

"But my cousin never lets any stranger inside the mansion." the elf rubbed his chin.

"Your cousin?" Jimin's eyes grew wider.

"He is my mother's sister's son."

"I see." the young human nodded. "What a small world it is." he chuckled.

"How did you meet him?"

"When I arrived I met Woozi, he said he was one of the seven guardians. Then, he brought me to the elve's mansion."

"Oh, how was he with you?" Namjoon asked.

"He was very kind, he invited me to dinner and showed me a lot of books."

"He was kind?" the healer furrowed. "You are very lucky."

"Why? He must me kind to you too, you are his cousin..no?"

"I am afraid our relationship died after an incident." Namjoon sighed.

"What happened?"

Hoseok smiled and gently patted his back. "Nothing to be worried about." he said. "You should rest for a little while, let us go Namjoon." he grabbed his friend's arm.

"If you need anything, tell the maids to call me." the silver haired said.

"Alright, thank you Namjoon." Jimin smiled. "You too Hoseok for letting me borrow your room."