Third person's POV.

The pale crescent moon shone like a silver claw in the vast of black canvas named night sky while the blanket of glittery stars were spread out to the infinity.

The howling of cold wind was echoing in the atmosphere as one could hear it.

Stepping out of the car, his gaze went to the side where he saw his wife who closed the car door. Her whole being looked tensed, he could see that as she shuddered out a breath before walking towards the graveyard with the same journal in a firm hold.

The very graveyard where the people are having their eternal peace.

Saints and sinners rest here.

Blowing out a breath, he opened the car door and rested one of his palm on seat while leaning up towards the glove compartment on the dashboard. Opening it, he took two objects which he kept there and stood out of the car while keeping the items in the safety of his pocket.

Two of objects which sure gonna draw an impact on her. Maybe both him and her. Him for sure since it's gonna show an inner perspective on a lot of things.

Two tokens which sure gonna open her eyes and will keep her grounded. He knew it since he was sure on what he's doing.

It sure gonna give an inner eye to their relationship perhaps and he hope he could say the same about her too. Hopefully.

With a shake of head he started to walk a head to the grave yard, following her path where it leads to their destination.

It was late night as the half moon reflected on the grassy ground while the street light which was a far made the path a bit visible for his eyes.

The wind was blowing out onto a particular direction while caressing everything on it's way. He could hear the leaves shaking as some blowed out with wind while he could also hear distant voice of street dogs barking from somewhere distant.

Well, not an appropriate time to visit a graveyard, but did he cared? No, not at all. He don't care since if one should be afraid of something then it should be the outer world.

One should be more paranoid of the humans who change with time to time with that predatory nature more then the dead once here.

And he was damn sure that his wife would agree to him more than anything. At least both of them could agree on something for once.

Walking a head in between the graves of dead and tombstones, Taehyung saw his wife standing ghostly in between a particular grave. When he came closer, he noticed how her lips were quivering. Hands fisted tight with a longing gaze staring directly to the grave deadly.

Standing behind her, looking at the name which was being craved on the tombstone, a frown made it's way to his forehead. That wasn't her late mother's grave. No.

Who was that?

A small thud was heard as Storm dropped herself on her knees, sinking into the ground. Her eyes were glassy as it brimmed with tears while her gaze stayed on the headstone.

The frown on his forehead only deepens when he heard her whispering words softly which was written on the headstone as her eyes bled.

And he couldn't help but look up to the headstone itself and repeat the eternal words carved there while trying to recognize the name from the depth of his memories.

In the loving memory of

SON EZRA LEE

"I Believe That If I Should Die, And You Were To Walk Near My Grave, From The Very Depths Of The Earth, I Would Hear Your Footsteps."

"I'm here." The breathy whisper of her in the silence yanked Taehyung's attention to the woman who was kneeled on the dirty ground of the graveyard.

"I'm sorry." A whimper left her lips while she fisted her hands on ground, taking in the little amount of dirt in her possession. "I'm so sorry."

Her whole being was shaky as she leaned a bit forward on to the grave of the person who was still unknown to him. Taehyung watched how her dirty hands caressed the ground as if she was trying to feel it while her eyes never stopped shedding tears which fall onto the grassy soil.

He could see those inner turmoil in her, he knew his wife was hiding a greater part of it and he couldn't help but bite his lower lip while taking in her each actions.

Each whimper she let out while leaning towards the grave as if trying to reach to the one resting underneath with her hands felt like whispers for his ears. Passing right through his brain, it felt like an illusion.

So weak.

She looked too weak and fragile as if she was mourning over the death of the person resting six feet under the very grave which she was holding on dearly and that concerned him.

Since Storm never shows her emotions or expresses it in a right way, it sure concerned him as he was whitnessing it all with his naked eyes.

It felt like Taehyung was seeing a part of her raw self.

He was seeing one of those layer which she had warped around her, hiding herself in being stripped down. And he knew it was only one of the layer only, and he so wanted to strip all those layers down and see her bare soul which she was hiding good.

Right now, it was as though he's watching a little baby who really looked lost and helpless.

Kneeling beside her, he made her weeping self to sit up while taking the journal which was on ground and got himself comfortable on ground beside her.

It was evident that Storm was tired. Physically and mostly mentally. Drained out of everything as she sat there on ground, not even caring to clean the tears and snout on her face.

A cold yet rough hand came in contact with her face as she shudder out a breath while trying to hold back the hiccups. The large rough hand on her cheek only made her head to tilt as he made her lean on to his vast shoulder.

The action only made her lips to quiver more while she just stayed still.

He made her head to rest on his shoulder.

His shoulder for her to lean on.

Trying to make her hold the journal, the way her hands shaked, it refused to hold them firm while shaky breath left her lips, wistful eyes staring at the grave only.

"Stormy." Calling her name quietly, he saw how fresh tears leaked from her eyes while she cleaned the snout good with the back of her hand. Breath only quickening making her body to shake a bit.

"I'm such a poor excuse of a daughter, ain't I?" She whisper out quietly.

Taehyung didn't knew how to approach this since Storm was talking out exactly what she had in her mind. She was talking out her emotions and insecurities, and he didn't wanted to interrupt that since he wanted to hear it all.

He wanted to hear what really was in her mind.

And he don't mind listening to it even if it took all the hours of this cold night since he knew this woman had a lot of unsaid words in her.

Her voice only made him gaze at her face which was still resting on his shoulder while he kept the journal inside the safety of the coat he wore.

"They would be ashamed." Her face was flushed with all tears and now, she could feel the coldness which lingered on the skin of her face because of the chilly weather.

"Would they?" He rasped in his deep voice making her eyes to flutter.

Biting lips, his gaze went onto the grave for few seconds before he felt her head moving to the side as she eyed the grave of someone close beside. A grave which he knew whose was.

"They would be." Her voice wasn't even firm or deep at the moment. It was soft yet scratchy, her voice sounded so small to his ears.

His eyes never left the headstone as he eyed the words.

In the loving memory of

BELLA ENRIQUE

"We Shall Meet In The Place Where There Is No More Darkness."

His eyes softens a bit as he spoke. "I don't think so." His voice sure was distant. "You kept them in your safe away from the world."

Once again he faced her and continued with a soft voice. "You served them the justice they deserve sparkles."

Her jaw wobbled hearing that, breath so shaky that she was trying hard to control it while her chest heaved.

She didn't mourned for her mother's death. Not really.

So Taehyung let her be and didn't wipe off those tears or caressed her back to ease as she silently mourned. Grieving for the loss she felt as now, she was accepting the reality.

He did nothing to stop her from whimpering out while tears never stopped falling out. Her vision was black with all the tears as she couldn't even get a glimpse of her surroundings.

But all he did was give his shoulder for her to lean on.

Few minutes passes, they never exchanged no words but her little weeps and sniffings. Taehyung could feel his clothing around his shoulder being wet with her salty tears.

"They wanted us to visit them together. At least once." He broke the silence in between them.

Well, knowing Storm, that would never happened if you ask him and her late mother knew it oh too well. The reason why they shared their this little desire to Taehyung.

Their little desire of wanting their precious daughter to visit their grave with her husband for some reasons.

Storm stayed silent for a few seconds before she got her heads up. Wiping off all those tears, she nodded towards the unknown grave which he was being curious on whose it was.

"That's my Dada." Her voice was raspy. Her words only making him to have a good look onto the grave and the words on the headstone once again.

So that's her real father and he's perished. From the look of it, he felt like it's really being a while since his death.

Taehyung made sure to memorize the name good in his brain so he could get to know about this man the least.

From the look of it, he was sure that this man really meant a lot to his wife. He owns a greater part Storm's heart. Just like Bella.

He must have meant a lot but .... What really happened to him? And he couldn't help wonder it over and over again.

"It's being so long, isn't it?" She crawled a bit to settle in between both the grave. In between were both her late Mamma and Dada were laying beneath the ground.

"Have you missed me?" Her fingers were ghosting and making patterns on the ground of her father's grave while Taehyung listened to her from were he sat as she talked to her deceased father.

He could feel coldness around his neck and shoulder with her tears lingering on him.

Her head tilt a bit. "But I missed you." A sudden blow of wind out of nowhere made him squint his eyes as he felt the coldness running through out his being, making him really feel that as it careseed both of their figure.

"You know something ...... I'm .... I'm married now." A bubble of heat engulfed her inside which made her bite her lips harder as she confessed to her Dada.

It's really being a while since she visited him because she didn't had that power in her to face him. She refused to face him because she knew it, she knew that she was nothing but a disappointment.

"I .... I'm married and that's Taehyung." She licked her lips and she could taste the salt.

"I didn't wanted to but .... You know how Mamma is right? T-They just ... I couldn't deny them." She whispered the last sentence out while casting her head down, feeling herself tearing up once again as tears gathered at the brim of her eyes.

Fuck she hates it. She hate this so much. Why can't she just stop tearing up?

To get a grip on herself and to control all her inner emotions, she closed her eyes and took deep breaths. Refusing the tears to fall out this time.

"They missed you like no tomorrow. Take care of them since now you both are ..... Together in peace." Casting her fuzzy gaze on to her lap, she fiddled with the end of the short she was wearing as thoughts clouded in her head. Her bare legs felt too cold and itchy as she was sitting on the bare ground.

They both deserved that. They deserve to be with each other, even in life and death and that's why she choose this place itself for her mother's burial. Close to her perished lover.

"I .... I wish I was there, with you and mamma. Be with you two." She whispered out.

"I love you both so much." Her body shivered as the cold wind once again engulfed her figure, making her eyelids close. She felt it. She let her body feel that chill on her very bone because of the weather.

Her eyes shot open as she stayed still for a good seconds until she moved her head to right as she felt something hitting on her back.

Taehyung have thrown a small stone at her back to get her attention from where he sat and for sure he got her attention here.

"Here." That's all he said as he stretched his long hand towards her, making her turn back and have a look on what he really was referring to. And her face became blank as her eyes took in what he was holding out to her.

There was an beautiful pendant resting on his large palm and the first thing which caught her eyes was that beautiful gem of it which was shining a bit ever so aesthetically.

Storm didn't moved an inch from were she sat let alone move her limp. She just simply sat there while eyes on his palm where the beautiful pendant was.

Clicking his tongue, Taehyung crawled a bit and sat in front of her, leaving a little space in between them and made her wear it by himself. Letting the shiny stone rest against her chest of her cleavage.

Leaning back bit more, his observed her each movements.

Her hand slowly taking in the pendant on hold and observed it.

The gem looked too shiny for her eyes in the cold night. It didn't had a definite color but it looked semitransparent, it was showing off whitish and hues of blue.

Perfectly carved and shaped into a round shape like an illuminated face of an full moon, it surface glowed the bluish luster which reflected on her silver eyes.

Her thumb swiped the surface of the priceless gem ever so gently, caressing it as if to make herself believe that this piece of beauty wasn't her imagination but it really was real. A silver chain was claimed to it, embracing the gem perfectly as it now rested on her neck.

Beautiful.

So beautiful, the hands behind this creation sure is one golden hands since it looked so flawless.

"It was left under your name in a  locker, somewhere safe, had been years though." He said still looking at her.

"I- Is it a ....."

"Moon stone." He confirmed her thoughts, telling her what it really was.

The name of the gem itself was enough to make her heart to pound, picking up a pace as she felt shivers  in her body.

A real moon stone. No wonder why it was glowing the eternal hues of light. Of course, a precious gift which they kept in safe for their precious moon princess.

As a matter, Storm knew this was old and was made by her Dada only for her, and her Mamma kept it in safe until now. They have kept it all away from her just so she could cherish it at the right time. Like now.

It was something she could hold onto. A memory which are close to her late parents who left it behind in the world for her as a form of love and memory.

And sure it meant a lot for her and it warmed her soul.

A laugh bubble up past her lips made Taehyung's eyebrows to twitch for a moment. He saw how she was giggling softly while shaking her head, but still that long tear which escaped her eyes never went unnoticed by him. Falling out of her eyes to her cheek and then caressing her jaw line while she hold the pendant tight in her palm.

"And they trusted you." Taehyung blinked, processing what she really said and shrugged his shoulders.

Of course they trusted him and that just reminded her of days before her mother's death which only made her face him and she couldn't help it.

Facing him, her gaze stayed on him only. His bare face, his lips which looked a bit pale due to the coldness but still they looked kissable, dark eyes on her while he was just sitting there.

Storm had no idea regarding why her mother really trusted this man with all this, but for some reason it made her feel this sense of emotion which she couldn't name. Her mother might have known or felt something, or Taehyung might have did something which earned their trust. She didn't knew.

Honestly, he could give zero fucks about all these things and call it bullshit. Literally. But he didn't because he knew how much all these things meant for her.

She sure remember when he said that he do care for her and she knew that he does care since he was always being there. He was there back in then, standing by her side and now, he's still here by her side.

And what warmed her up was he never once took her vulnerability for granted. Never and that meant a lot for Storm. Really. He have handed her the memories her mother have left for her safely. Honestly, that really meant something for her.

No matter how much times they have threatened each other and was being on each others neck but right now, Storm really was looking past over it.

The mole on his nose looked too evident for her eyes since she was having a close and good look on him. His long hair was being a bit mess as if he have ran his hands through it.

She was just keeping her silver eyes on him with a little bite on her lower lips, drinking in his every eternal feature that she could collect at the moment.

"Don't look at me like that sparkles, you may fall in love." He said in his deep voice looking into her eyes while biting his own lower lips.

Gosh. Her gaze was something too intense which made him want nothing but to seal her lips with his own while making her lay on ground.

Wiping off the tears she smiled at that and started move to his lap from the dirty ground. "If I'm falling, I'm dragging your ass down with me Tesoro." With that she kissed his lips.

Taehyung breathed out through his nose while closing his eyes, letting himself feel nothing but her cold lips only which were warming up against his as they kissed. No tongue or teeth involved but only their lips which moved against each other, feeling each other.

Both his hands rested on her waist where he had a firm hold while her hands went to his board shoulder as she sat on his lap, straddling him on ground.

Backing away few inches, Storm tilted her head and parted her lips a bit and kissed him once again. A bit deep now while her right hand which rested on his shoulder creeped up towards the back of his neck. Inching him more closer towards her.

Kissing him real deep and sloppy.

Darting her tongue out, she grazed it the smooth texture of the skin of his lips and let out small whine as a complain while her veiny hand were feeling and tugging on his silky long raven lock which earned a deep throaty groan from him.

Knowing what exactly she wanted, he let out small breath through his nose and parted his lips enough, allowing her tongue inside his mouth.

Kissing close and deep, her tongue mingling with his and she felt it. She felt that speck of a cold metal inside his warm mouth while she caressed his sharp jaw line with her other hand.

Taehyung moaned into her