Prologue
"Even though I knew it was going to
be morning one day, I wanted to
be in your sky like a star."
— Jeon Jungkook, Still With You
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"Are you sure about this?"
It's already been weeks since you made the decision and told your parents that you wanted a fresh start and to move away—to live your life to the fullest in a country where no one knows anything about you. And as much as you hate leaving, you were left with no choice because this was your only way to escape from everything.
"You know I have to do this, Eomma," you simply say and regret that you turn to look at her eyes, to see them with full of concern and longing even if you're still standing in front of her.
She hugs you tightly and strokes the small of your back, distracting herself from tears starting to pool her eyes. "Just take care of yourself, okay? Don't forget to call us when you land," she says, sniffling.
With one last hug from both of your Mom and Dad, you assured them by saying, "Don't worry. We'll be okay. Yeri unnie and Jung Hyun oppa said they will pick me up on the airport."
Travelling alone was one of the things you hated the most, except for today. You have to bare it in order for you to successfully flee and move forward.
You were seated beside the window which most people love whenever they are travelling by plane—but somehow, it was the worst for you. Seeing your home fading away at your sight was something you have feared. Especially now that you were not planning on coming back anytime soon.
"Would you like some coffee or juice?" The flight attendant moved swiftly on the aisle that you didn't notice her standing in your row. You scrunched your nose then shook your head and just asked for a water instead.
Minutes later, another flight attendant came into your seat and hands you the water you requested a while ago. She gasped and covers her mouth when she saw the man seated next to you—unable to believe what she was seeing—she froze and just stood where she was.
"Damn. Forgot to wear my mask," he murmurs but enough for you to catch on every word. He lowered the baseball cap he was wearing and you quickly thanked the flight attendant—snapping her back to reality—before you turn your face onto the window to see the city lights below.
"I'm sorry if that makes you uncomfortable," the man sitting beside you mumbles which made you blink your eyes repeatedly before you turn around.
His voice was familiar and before you could point out where you have heard it, he showed a smirk while he lifts his baseball cap to reveal who he was.
"What the actual fu—"
Stopping the words from coming out, the man had his hands on your mouth to cover it before you have the chance to disturb the others and attract more attention.
Because the man seated next to you is Kim Han-bin, as in B.I of iKON. But this wasn't the first time you were in the same room with him since you often see him in parties and because one of their members was your best friend's ex.
"Keep it down. I bet those flight attendants were assuming already that you're with me," he hissed then removes his hand from your mouth.
To avoid unnecessary events and issues about your chance encounter, you both agreed to keep things the way they were and pretended that you didn't know each other until you reach your destination. But he lets out a chuckle whenever he peeks at his left side from time to time.
When everybody seemed to have fallen asleep during the long flight including Han-bin, you calm yourself by whispering repeatedly, "It's okay. We are going to be okay," while caressing your stomach to relieve the uneasiness until you fell asleep.
"Has anyone seen Jungkookie?"
Seokjin almost can't hide the anxiety that he feels whenever the maknae was out of his sight. It has been his habit to check on their youngest since the day they noticed him slowly slipping away from his usual self.
Without looking up from fiddling his phone, Yoongi answers him, "Hyung, they are sleeping. Taehyung and Jimin were with him hours ago when they decided to take a nap on your room, to be exact."
The oldest just tilts his head when Hoseok came near them asking, "He's doing better, right?"
The question made Yoongi turn his eyes into Seokjin who was pursing his lips then a deep sigh escapes his mouth before answering. "I think so. Compared before, where he can't sleep at all. I can see that he's slowly moving on," he says to convince the others and himself.
Namjoon who was grasping a bottle of beer on his left hand joined the conversation and sat beside Yoongi who budges on the sofa, "Jungkook's still hung up on her. I just heard the song he was recording last week. It was good but sad. And the words were definitely about her."
All three of them look at Namjoon who only shrugs his shoulders after a gulp on his beer. Then the gazes were shifted at Seokjin—contemplating if what their leader said will either be good or bad news.
"Any news about her?"
Taehyung with traces of sleep still in his eyes and disheveled hair came to the living room—breaking the silence the other members created earlier.
Followed by Jimin who walked with his eyes half-closed and quickly settled his body on the vacant part of the long couch, looking like he needs more than a day to sleep.
They just shook their heads simultaneously as a response to Taehyung.
"Jimin and I have woken up. He's whimpering in his sleep and constantly shuffling on the bed," he says with a bit of annoyance in his voice before he went to grab a glass of cold water.
Jungkook was panting and sweating when Seokjin came to his own room and asked him, "What is it about this time?"
The maknae looked at Seokjin with extreme fear and panic circling his pair of bambi eyes then mumbles, "It's still the same nightmare, hyung."
A cup of caramel macchiato at your favorite coffee shop in the heart of the city was what you needed after the meeting you went to earlier.
You were enjoying the rain rushly dropping on the cemented ground while sipping your drink and the aroma of coffee mixed with burnt sugar wafting the room when the barista decided to put the playlist on shuffle and a familiar tune played—silencing the murmurs of the people inside the cafe.
Your hands tighten their grip on the cup when you hear the voice that started singing on the speakers.
Damn.
Jeon Jungkook.
He's everywhere.
A tug on the hem of your shirt brought you back from your sudden trip to memory lane. Looking to the one responsible, a lovingly smile plastered on your face when you see the small pair of bambi eyes looking at you, asking for the milk-flavored bread you have ordered a while ago.
DISCLAIMER
This story is a pure work of fiction except for BTS themselves and some of the scenes that will be mentioned on the following chapters.
© bxngtxnstories 2022
"Are you sure about this?"
It's already been weeks since you made the decision and told your parents that you wanted a fresh start and to move away—to live your life to the fullest in a country where no one knows anything about you. And as much as you hate leaving, you were left with no choice because this was your only way to escape from everything.
"You know I have to do this, Eomma," you simply say and regret that you turn to look at her eyes, to see them with full of concern and longing even if you're still standing in front of her.
She hugs you tightly and strokes the small of your back, distracting herself from tears starting to pool her eyes. "Just take care of yourself, okay? Don't forget to call us when you land," she says, sniffling.
With one last hug from both of your Mom and Dad, you assured them by saying, "Don't worry. We'll be okay. Yeri unnie and Jung Hyun oppa said they will pick me up on the airport."
Travelling alone was one of the things you hated the most, except for today. You have to bare it in order for you to successfully flee and move forward.
You were seated beside the window which most people love whenever they are travelling by plane—but somehow, it was the worst for you. Seeing your home fading away at your sight was something you have feared. Especially now that you were not planning on coming back anytime soon.
"Would you like some coffee or juice?" The flight attendant moved swiftly on the aisle that you didn't notice her standing in your row. You scrunched your nose then shook your head and just asked for a water instead.
Minutes later, another flight attendant came into your seat and hands you the water you requested a while ago. She gasped and covers her mouth when she saw the man seated next to you—unable to believe what she was seeing—she froze and just stood where she was.
"Damn. Forgot to wear my mask," he murmurs but enough for you to catch on every word. He lowered the baseball cap he was wearing and you quickly thanked the flight attendant—snapping her back to reality—before you turn your face onto the window to see the city lights below.
"I'm sorry if that makes you uncomfortable," the man sitting beside you mumbles which made you blink your eyes repeatedly before you turn around.
His voice was familiar and before you could point out where you have heard it, he showed a smirk while he lifts his baseball cap to reveal who he was.
"What the actual fu—"
Stopping the words from coming out, the man had his hands on your mouth to cover it before you have the chance to disturb the others and attract more attention.
Because the man seated next to you is Kim Han-bin, as in B.I of iKON. But this wasn't the first time you were in the same room with him since you often see him in parties and because one of their members was your best friend's ex.
"Keep it down. I bet those flight attendants were assuming already that you're with me," he hissed then removes his hand from your mouth.
To avoid unnecessary events and issues about your chance encounter, you both agreed to keep things the way they were and pretended that you didn't know each other until you reach your destination. But he lets out a chuckle whenever he peeks at his left side from time to time.
When everybody seemed to have fallen asleep during the long flight including Han-bin, you calm yourself by whispering repeatedly, "It's okay. We are going to be okay," while caressing your stomach to relieve the uneasiness until you fell asleep.
_____
"Has anyone seen Jungkookie?"
Seokjin almost can't hide the anxiety that he feels whenever the maknae was out of his sight. It has been his habit to check on their youngest since the day they noticed him slowly slipping away from his usual self.
Without looking up from fiddling his phone, Yoongi answers him, "Hyung, they are sleeping. Taehyung and Jimin were with him hours ago when they decided to take a nap on your room, to be exact."
The oldest just tilts his head when Hoseok came near them asking, "He's doing better, right?"
The question made Yoongi turn his eyes into Seokjin who was pursing his lips then a deep sigh escapes his mouth before answering. "I think so. Compared before, where he can't sleep at all. I can see that he's slowly moving on," he says to convince the others and himself.
Namjoon who was grasping a bottle of beer on his left hand joined the conversation and sat beside Yoongi who budges on the sofa, "Jungkook's still hung up on her. I just heard the song he was recording last week. It was good but sad. And the words were definitely about her."
All three of them look at Namjoon who only shrugs his shoulders after a gulp on his beer. Then the gazes were shifted at Seokjin—contemplating if what their leader said will either be good or bad news.
"Any news about her?"
Taehyung with traces of sleep still in his eyes and disheveled hair came to the living room—breaking the silence the other members created earlier.
Followed by Jimin who walked with his eyes half-closed and quickly settled his body on the vacant part of the long couch, looking like he needs more than a day to sleep.
They just shook their heads simultaneously as a response to Taehyung.
"Jimin and I have woken up. He's whimpering in his sleep and constantly shuffling on the bed," he says with a bit of annoyance in his voice before he went to grab a glass of cold water.
Jungkook was panting and sweating when Seokjin came to his own room and asked him, "What is it about this time?"
The maknae looked at Seokjin with extreme fear and panic circling his pair of bambi eyes then mumbles, "It's still the same nightmare, hyung."
_____
A cup of caramel macchiato at your favorite coffee shop in the heart of the city was what you needed after the meeting you went to earlier.
You were enjoying the rain rushly dropping on the cemented ground while sipping your drink and the aroma of coffee mixed with burnt sugar wafting the room when the barista decided to put the playlist on shuffle and a familiar tune played—silencing the murmurs of the people inside the cafe.
Your hands tighten their grip on the cup when you hear the voice that started singing on the speakers.
Damn.
Jeon Jungkook.
He's everywhere.
A tug on the hem of your shirt brought you back from your sudden trip to memory lane. Looking to the one responsible, a lovingly smile plastered on your face when you see the small pair of bambi eyes looking at you, asking for the milk-flavored bread you have ordered a while ago.
_____
DISCLAIMER
This story is a pure work of fiction except for BTS themselves and some of the scenes that will be mentioned on the following chapters.
Other than that are the writer's imagination.
© bxngtxnstories 2022
