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The castle siege was far too close for comfort.

Y/n didn't have to wait much longer. They had been training Jimin to prepare him for the castle, but Y/n protested. Shawman overrode her and told her they needed all the help they could get. The rebels were going to plant bombs on the side of the castle walls. The side that didn't have Jihyun. Then, the rebels would go through the wall and raid the inside. Jimin, Y/n, and Jungkook were the stealth team. They were assigned with going through the courtyard while all the others were distracting the guards. They would get Jihyun out first since he was a priority target, and an innocent one. He didn't deserve to get dragged into this mess.

Y/n stayed on Jimin's bare chest. He was let out of the infirmary, but he still had panic attacks every other night. It seemed as though being home helped. She didn't mind their lack of intimacy. Although it was a staple of their relationship for the longest time, she was just grateful to be in his arms again. He had the warmth she had missed more than anything. Whenever she was with him, she felt free.

"Hey," she murmured against his skin.

The night sky poured in through their windows, but the curtains blocked out much of the light. It was raining as it always did in New Theon. The little 'pitter-patters' the rain made allowed Y/n to relax more.

She picked her head up and hovered over him. Jimin played with a strand of her hair, twirling it over and over again and never parting his eyes from hers.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a mutter.

"I just wanted to make sure you're okay. I don't want you to go to the castle."

"I have to."

"But... at the City..."

"Not again," he said, clearing his throat. "It won't... happen..."

"Shh, I know it's hard."

She was about to move to rest on his chest, but Jimin changed that. He wrapped his arms around her waist and changed their positions. He got on top of her, which caused her to jolt from the sudden movement. In a flash, his lips were on hers, and she shut her eyes to embrace it.

They kissed under the dim light of their room. Y/n's hand got lost in his hair while he explored her body. As always, she wasn't wearing much. She had one of Jimin's tunics on, but that was it. Jimin used to joke that she didn't have to wear anything around the house. Every time he made that joke, she threatened to throw a spoon at him, and he'd reply with "Do it, I'll moan." It seemed so foolish, but she missed those jokes. She missed him despite how he was in front of her. It felt as though all the progress they had made got thrown away.