↣ Summary: Everyone knew families that had vampire ancestry were known as people who felt too much. What most didn’t know was that vampires were created by binding two souls together. And now, Twin Flames were such a rare find, the moment you did things were not going to be the same.
↣ Characters/Pairing: Witch Descent!Taehyung x Vampire Descent!Reader
↣ Genre: Urban Fantasy,
↣ AU/Trope info: Twin Flames!AU, Soulmate!AU, Idol!Taehyung, Military Service!Taehyung
↣ Word Count: 6.5k
↣ Warnings: N/A
↣ A/N: This takes place in the story Twin Flames by Kay Garza! I really like the story and how the lore and tension goes. I might just do a part two, who knows. Tell me if I should.
Twin flames are meant to be mirrored souls of two people. Here, twin flames are what you would call a vampire/witch relationship. Created from a soul binding spell, vampires feel more than others.
They care more than others.
They love more than others.
Especially if they can see the soul that mirrors their own.
You loved more than anyone you knew. Not because you were naive, but because your empathy extended so far. There was no real evidence, but your family thinks they might have had vampire ancestry way back when. Now, you face the need to help everyone who needs it–and sometimes, doing that can come back to you tenfold.
You never knew why you enjoyed walking out at night, but you figured it had to do with how no one was hardly out. The stars blanketed the sky, even if they were covered by light pollution. But the moon, you could always see. The large satellite shining a path to wherever the river was going.
That night was no different, insomnia taking hold until fresh air penetrated your lungs. The moment you began your trip, you laughed lightly as the apartment cat followed between your legs all the way to the park along the river. Many apartment tenants try to feed the strays who lingered, but for you, you tried to stay as they ate to have some companionship.
And it seemed the chunky, wobbly grey tabby got attached. He often plopped onto the ground, tired from the walk and you waited each time. There was a point he rolled onto the grass, stretching himself as he got comfy.
You groaned, rolling your eyes at his lazy nature. “Why come if you’re just going to be this tired?”
He blinked owlishly.
“I need to give you less food.” You shook your head.
Still you took deep breaths, letting the air cross your face and fill the melatonin you were missing. A few people passed on their nightly stroll, cooing at the cat lounging nearby.
One man passed, mask covering his mouth and hat over his head. He only smiled, continuing on his way to his destination. However, he didn’t get very far as the cat suddenly bolted after him, almost tripping the man up.
His hands flew about, trying to stabilize himself as curse words spewed from his lips. You frowned, slowly walking over in confusion. The cat was a lazy one, affectionate when you are in range, but otherwise lazy.
This time around, he crawled between the man’s legs, stopping right in front of him. Both of them continued to be persistent, one still trying to trip the other, while that one cursed the animal. He began to freak out, the cat catching on his leg.
You had seen enough, quickly going to intervene. “Hey, stop.” You called out, watching as they both froze and looked at you like they were caught.
The cat let go, skipping over to your feet to rub against them with a purr. You pursed your lips, looking up at the man whose nose was scrunched up as he stared at the cat.
“Are you okay, sir?” You asked.
His head snapped up, eyes locking on yours. Your eyebrows pinched together as a heat spread across your body. Not in a flustered way, but in the way a bonfire would wrap you in a heated blanket.
“Yeah, I’m okay.” The man said, shaking his head just a bit.
“Um…thank you.” He bowed his head, quickly turning back around to rush away.
You were confused, but quickly got out of your stupor as the cool breeze made you shiver again. You glanced down, the cat happily licking itself with a raised leg.
“It’s time for bed.” You nodded to yourself.
You looked towards where the man had gone, contemplating if you wanted to go back the way you came or the way he went.
You chose the former.
****
With your students out for holiday vacation, you were enjoying your free time on your phone or catching up on projects you’ve been wanting to do. While going about your day, you allowed yourself to listen to music on a speaker. The playlist shuffled popular songs, which meant a wide variety.
However, the sudden baritone voice of a member to one of the most popular boy bands in the world filled the silence of your apartment. Your eyebrows furrowed together, head tilting as the voice put you in a soft trance.
Leaving everything where you were, you walked closer to the speaker, smiling unconsciously. Just as the last note played, you quickly reached for your phone, hoping to find more music from the man.
You didn’t live under a rock–you knew who BTS was. You had plenty of their songs saved as many others did. But their voices had never made you feel a certain way. Not until that moment.
Kim Taehyung.
You never really had a bias, as they say, but you might just now.
****
Another night filled with no sleep.
You had spent hours staring at papers to grade and it really burned your sleep hormones. The chunk had found you in the park, trotting along your side. Music continued to play in your ears this time.
Each time V’s parts would come on, you’d feel a warmth. And the longer he sang, the more it would spread. It had been weeks since it began, and now you’re at a point where the only thing you listened to was V’s solo music or BTS.
Maybe, you felt like someone obsessed, but you wouldn’t dare tell anyone. Who would understand it? Your over sensitivity to the voice of someone you’ve never met? You can tell people you’re a fan, but you can’t tell them everything else.
Someone was heading in the opposite direction, jogging as he caught up on exercise. As he passed you, you both made eye contact. The burning ache in your chest burst forth, causing you to pause. There was no BTS or V song playing at that moment, so it only served to confuse you.
Turning around to find the jogger, you were once again caught with a sight that made you frown.
The chunk was bothering someone, again. Only now, all he did was walk back and forth to keep the man from going any further.
“Will you stop?” You pinched your eyebrows together, quickly trying to shoo the cat away.
The cat wobbled out of the way, at least far enough to give you both room. The man cursed quietly, glaring at the cat as he tried to side step you.
His grumbling voice called your attention, head snapping to where he was heading. The candle was suddenly fading. The only thing you could think of, was how one slowly burned out. Just like the sound of his voice every time it goes to another.
“Kim Taehyung?” You spoke out loud, fingers twisting into the sleeves of your shirt.
The man turned to look at you, eyebrows pinched. You felt like an idiot, watching as he only gave you an odd look.
“Sorry,” You shook your head. “I thought you were someone else.” You moved to turn around, but even you too were not safe from the chunk who came back.
You made unhumanly noises, hands flying out for balance. You felt the hands of someone on you, steadying your feet before you face planted. There was a slow moment where things felt like the both of you were looking right into the other person.
You saw his eyebrows pull together, a frown settling on his face as he looked at you. He pushed you to stand straight in the span of a few seconds, but it felt like a lifetime to you.
“Are you okay? Where are you hurt?” The man quickly asked, looking around your body.
You paused, watching him fuss. “No, I am okay.”
“I saw blood.” He snapped his head up, looking at you confused.
You shook your head. “No, I didn’t get injured.”
Your lips pulled up into a small smile. “I promise, I’m okay.”
“The cat is not really people friendly.” He scoffed.
You looked over at the animal, casually sitting while it stared at the two of you with large eyes.
“He usually is.” You frowned. “Guess he doesn’t like you.” You laughed.
“Might be the dog smell.” He chuckled.
You turned to face him, taking in that small part of his face you could see. His eyes looked tired but still expressive. You didn’t want to say anything more, but you knew right away who he was the moment you got to take a good look at him.
“Um…I’ll let you go. Sorry to bother you, sir.” You spoke up, catching his attention.
He chuckled, scoffing to himself as he ran a hand through his hair. “Guess people can still recognize me.”
You furrowed your eyebrows, thinking about how he had just passed but you honestly weren’t able to tell who he was without staring at him. You were sure if he was just passing by, no one would think twice about him. But the only reason you really did, was because of the way you felt.
“I actually couldn’t.” You explained.
He tilted his head. “Then how did you?”
“I don’t know.” You spoke quietly. “I just did.”
He didn’t say anything for a while, trying to make out the emotions on your face that seemed to pull him in. “Right,” He shook his head a little. “I need to get going.”
Your shoulders dropped, feeling disappointed from thinking about his departure. “Yeah, that’s fine. Sorry to bother you.” You bowed your head.
“Don’t worry about it.” He waved off. “You weren’t a bother.”
“It was nice meeting you.” You said before turning to walk away.
“It was nice to meet you too.” He spoke quietly, turning in the opposite direction.
But before you could get any further, you took the chance to turn around, wanting to see him one last time. And as you did, you were more than surprised to see he had thought of the same thing, making eye contact with you.
You hadn’t realised your music was still playing until his deep voice began to sing in your ears. You smiled to yourself as you continued on with your walk, the soft playing lyrics filling your body with some kind of high.
I wish I could stay with you.
****
You worked as a teacher for middle school students. They were both a joy but also a terror to work with. While they respect you, it’s hard to keep up with so many kids at once who seem to have it out for each other.
But you did it because there were so many who you knew needed the attention you gave them. With both parents working, they often go without that kind of attention, too busy having to do schoolwork or even extracurricular activities that their parents wanted for them.
You wouldn’t change it for anything though, often taking the time to eat lunch with some of them. They joked with you, but still found a reasonable line that gave you respect. It was a balance that helped both you and them.
Some of the girls who sat around your desk giggled at their phone as they shared memes or talked about idols that they really liked.
“V is on live!” One of them gasped, catching your attention.
A group of four girls gathered around one of them, trying to see what was on the small screen. You tried your best to not seem like you were interested but you took the chance to glance at your phone, typing away to find the app where the man was showcasing his life.
You kept the sound off, not wanting anyone to take a look at it. But the moment his face popped up on the screen, his little dog sitting in his lap–you smiled to yourself. You continued to enjoy your lunch, keeping your eyes on how his lips moved or the way he teased the little dog.
You huffed a quiet laugh each time he made an adorable face, the ache in your chest only rising as you realized you would never truly get to feel the warmth he gave you in person.
“Ms. (L/N), you listen to BTS?” You flinched as a girl glanced over your shoulder, seeing the screen of your phone.
You swallowed the bite of lunch you had, turning to her. “Yeah.”
“Who’s your bias!?” She asked, catching the attention of the others.
They all quickly gave you bright smiles, giggling as they talked about their own love for the band and its members.
“I like V.” You said absentmindedly.
They then prattled off their own biases, which era they liked more, and what some of the members had said on random lives. You smiled lightly, happy to see how bright the girls were talking about something they really liked.
“I have extra photocards of V. I can give them to you!” One girl gushed. “But can I get extra points on a test?”
You busted out laughing, shaking your head. “You actually have to get a good grade for me to give you extra points.”
They all began to pout, but still continued to talk more about the idols and bands they really loved. Taehyung’s voice continued to sound from one of the girl’s phones, the live still going on.
“I’ve been having these feelings lately, that makes me wonder if I am seeing things right.” He began, catching your attention. “I’ve been feeling warm when I go out for a jog.”
Your breath got caught in your throat, heart nearly seizing up as you heard his words.
“I pass by this certain part, and it feels like a candle. Almost as though the candle is burning really brightly and I need to stand closer to it to feel warm.” He continued.
You watched as his eyes scanned over the comments to see what everyone was saying. He squinted for a moment, head tilting to the side.
“Twin flames?” He spoke out loud. “What’s that?”
The chat began to go crazy, one of the girls started to jump up and down as though she seemed to know what he was talking about. He continued to read what they were telling him, his mouth open and eyes squinted.
The comments were rapidly passing by, too fast for you to keep up with what they were trying to say.
“He found his twin flame!” One girl grabbed onto the shoulders of another, rapidly shaking.
“He’s not from a family of witches though.” Another pointed out, causing them all to stop.
“Witches?” You asked out loud.
The girl who got super excited rapidly shook her head up and down, smiling brightly. “Twin flames are what they call someone who came from a line of witches and someone from a line of vampires in a relationship.”
Vampire? Like the supernatural creature your family thinks they might have in their bloodline, but will never know if it’s true.
“Yeah, but Taehyung never said his family came from witches–so we don’t know yet.” One girl said pointedly.
“Well even if it was, he’s really lucky to have met them! I hope he tells us more.” The girl from before said.
“You come from a witch family, don’t you, Eunjae?” You smiled softly.
She nodded excitedly again. “My family tells me all about the things we used to do. And especially about the vampire and witch thing. Apparently, there's a prince in Europe who married a witch and they say they are twin flames.”
“Sounds like a fairytale story.” You chuckled.
“Even if it is, to love someone that much must be amazing.”
You couldn’t tell people about what you felt or how you felt. You didn’t even fully know the extent of it yourself. But for some reason, you knew you weren’t the only one who felt that way. But who were you going to tell about a little speculation you had over an idol who was out of your reach?
You were sure, so many other people were going to claim they felt the same way about Kim Taehyung. The world was large, and he was known across it. Even if you had that kind of power, who was to say he wouldn’t agree with you?
No matter how much you wanted to say something, there was nothing you could do to get his attention. For now, you can accept that he was someone special to you. But from a distance, that was all you could afford.
****
You were crouched down, softly petting the head of a small kitten that was happily munching on the food you had set out for the cats. The chunk was a few feet away, licking at its belly after having had his fill of food.
You decided to spend the time watching the cats eat at the park, enjoying the breeze that blew past. And maybe you were hoping to come across that one special person, even if for just a second. But it was wishful thinking, that someone like him would come out often to the park you were always present in.
It had been a few weeks since the last time you met him. And just like the first meeting, there was no way you were able to take him out of your mind. Especially not with how he was everywhere you turned.
Promotions with companies that had his face plastered across them. Music that played from small convenience stores that had his deep voice. There was no escaping the idea of him in your head. I silent unrequited love that you could not explain–even if you now knew that somehow the old system of magic was involved.
You tried your best to research what you could, but the internet only knew so much. You did enjoy how the prince from Europe spoke about his love for his wife though. The idea that he was meant to meet her and find the soul binding need to be with her.
A fairytale indeed.
Once you had your fill of being with the cats, you got up, glancing around the park that had turned on the path lamps to allow visibility. As you made it to the path, you paused for a moment to start music once again.
However, just as you were about to press play on a song by V, someone bumped into you from behind, the both of you falling to the ground. You let out a groan, your head being cradled by the person who had pushed you over. The man was still on his feet but was straining to keep the both of you from hitting the ground.
You were too much in shock to realize the warm feeling that had started in your chest.
“The cat!” The person hissed.
You hummed, snapping your eyes open to find yourself staring into eyes you could never mistake. You didn’t think you would get the chance to see him again, and yet here you were. Fate really was playing a game here.
“Kim Taehyung?” You questioned quietly.
“It’s you.” He spoke up, finally coming to a stand.
His hand stayed on your arms, fingers softly feeling at the fabric of your coat. You didn’t question why he kept them there for so long, but you didn’t want to ruin the moment of having him so close.
“Are you okay?” You asked out loud.
He nodded his head quickly. “Yes.”
“No blood?” You smiled lightly.
He shook his head, an awkward chuckle coming out. “I think I’m just imagining it now that I think about it.”
You thought back to the conversation you had with your student. The research you had done for days over twin flames and the feelings you couldn’t explain. You weren’t good with certain things like people who came from a family of witches or faeries, but you knew there were things you could feel that others couldn’t.
“Like visions?” You asked.
He looked at you with furrowed eyebrows. “Yeah, like that.”
“I’ll let you–”
You knew he was going to leave already but you didn’t want him to just yet. “Is it okay if I can ask you something?” You stopped him.
He looked like he was contemplating it, but sighed a little and nodded his head.
“Do you feel like you’re standing in front of a candle?” You asked. “Like there is a heat burning in your chest and you have no idea where it comes from?”
His hands balled in the sleeves of his jacket, fingers gripping the edges. “I’m sorry.” He shook his head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
There was something that shattered in your chest. Even if it still felt like the fire was burning, your mind was quick to shut down the hope you had from asking him that. Maybe you had turned yourself delusional into thinking that he felt the same way.
At least enough to where he might have wanted to understand why you both felt that way.
You laughed lightly, nodding to yourself. “Right. Sorry, for asking.”
“Is that how you feel?” He asked you, before you had the chance to turn away.
Your eyes turned glassy, quickly trying to blink away the tears that were forming. You sniffled, shaking your head. “Even if I did, I’m sure there are a lot of people out there who would say the same thing.”
He didn’t say anything for a moment, looking away as he thought about what to say. “Can I ask you something?” He suddenly spoke, making your eyes go wide.
You nodded your head though, moving your sleeve up to rub at your nose.
“Do you come from a line of vampires?”
The question had you raising your eyebrows. You had no idea how to answer him, and not be disappointed with why he asked.
“I mean, my family thinks we might have but they weren’t really open about it after the purge.” You explained to both him and yourself.
He nodded along, hands moving to his pockets. “Thank you for telling me.”
You hummed, feeling an awkwardness you had the need to fill. But you were all out of things to say. Even if you wanted to stay longer, there was no reason to.
“I-”
“Is-”
You felt even worse talking over one another. You let out a small huff annoyed with yourself. When you weren’t going to say anything, Taehyung spoke up.
“Is this your cat?”
You both glanced at the chonk who sat calmly between your feet.
You blinked at each other. “No.”
“I think he has problems.” You added.
Taehyung snorted.
The silence that came around this time seemed lighter, like any sort of tension that was happening had been broken with a simple laugh.
With how cold the weather was, it seemed like the both of you weren’t ready to leave the candle the other person held. It kept you from feeling the breeze that the waters brought over the railing. You wanted to wrap your arms around yourself–even him–just to feel that blanket covering you.
“Why did you ask me about the candle?” He quietly asked, not wanting to ruin the thrum of heat.
You licked your lips, shuffling your feet. Neither of you noticed how you both started walking side by side.
“I honestly have no clue what it means or where it comes from but I learned recently it only happens with you.” Taking in a deep breath, your shoulders dropped. “But it’s just a delusion.”
“I don’t think it is.” Taehyung shrugged.
You stopped, turning to look at his side profile. He noticed, facing you as well.
“Do you believe in magic?” He asked.
Of course you did. It was written in so many textbooks that magic was used in everyday living. But with how things had gone down so many years ago, it’s hard to say the magic still existed. To many it didn’t, there was no real evidence that spells cast were effective anymore. But still, people liked to think of what they used to be, what they used to have. It keeps them from forgetting what they are able to do with a little bit of hope.
“For people, like me, it’s all we can do.”
“You never gave me your name.”
You smiled lightly. “(Y/N).”
“It’s really nice to meet you then, (Y/N).” He gave you a boxy grin.
The following weeks were uneventful. You both went on with your lives, as though you never crossed paths. What more can either of you do?
Neither of you asked for more, no questions on if you both wanted more. Life just continued as you knew it would. And yet, both of you somehow always gravitated towards each other.
The meetings at parks began with simple bows of head before it turned into conversations again. They were small but still significant. You didn’t know when, but the delusions that filled your head didn’t feel like that anymore.
You were lighter, a glowing feeling coming off your skin. It wasn’t just you, fans were in speculation as to why V also glowed. He tells them it was because of the success from his solo album, but since he brought up twin flames, a few say he met his.
It was the little secret you both will keep.
However, with his military enlistment looming, things were feeling low. You didn’t want to pry by asking him for something to keep in contact. You know how the lives of idols go–privacy taken very seriously. There were precautions they needed to take, and their trust was very valuable. When Taehyung was ready, you were sure he would ask for your number.
The night came, where for once, Taehyung was waiting for you–the chonk rolled on the floor as he got belly rubs from the man.
You knew right away things were not going to be good that night–at least not where things were going to be happy. You sighed deeply, shoes scuffing on the ground as you stopped a few feet away from the both of them.
You took him in, truly feeling your chest burn and glow with such emotions. You hated how you couldn’t say anything. Not tell him what those past couple of months had meant to you. There was so much you wanted to selfishly keep, not allow him the knowledge that could have him leave.
Maybe you were hopeful for more, but for now you didn’t want to give anything up.
Taehyung looked up, boxy smile filling his face as he saw you there.
You smiled brightly, huffing a laugh as he skipped over to you.
“There were some things I wanted to talk to you about.” He spoke up.
You grinned telling him to go ahead. You began your small walk, hearing the water splash from the river.
“I enlist next week.” He started.
“Yeah, I’ve been keeping tabs.” You laughed.
He chuckled looking down at his feet. When he stopped though, you realised there was more he wanted to say about it all.
“I have to be gone more than a year.”
“I’ve been keeping tabs.” You repeated softly, trying not to show how much it was affecting you.
“It’s going to be a while until we see each other again.” He continued, seemingly telling himself more than you.
“Taeh-”
“(Y/N)-”
You sighed, smiling softly. Taehyung did the same, lips curving upwards.
“I don’t know if I can wait that long to see you again.” He admitted.
You couldn’t either. But the both of you were thinking of things in a negative light. Which meant nothing was going to change for fear of what would happen.
“Why are we still doing this?” You asked, hoping maybe one of you knew what you felt.
“If we changed, then things would be real.” He spoke up after a while. “Not that this isn’t real, but that we’d have to worry about others wanting to ruin us.”
Us, he said.
He wanted to be an us–not a you and BTS member, Kim Taehyung. He was thinking the same thing as you, which was more.
You stopped walking again, making him face you in confusion. You beamed brightly, eyes sparkling from the lamp light.
Taehyung wanted to laugh, seeing your face light up at something he felt was beyond sad.
“Then I will patiently wait for you when you finally come back.”
His eyes turned glossy, and his nose wiggled with a sniffle. “I’ll count the days.”
****
18 months were exceptionally longer than you were used to. With work always fast paced, this time around time moved so slow you felt it in your bones. You were tired and burnt out, the stress showing on your face.
But that night, the night before Taehyung got out, you could feel things get better. You wanted to be there right away, see him first, but how could you when all those fans were wanting to do the same.
You’d walk by, you told yourself. Just casually stroll behind the crowd hoping for a glimpse of him.
But you sighed, shoulders dropping as the only thing you could see from the very back was the sky. Hands were waving high, some fans jumping up and down from excitement. You only felt dejected though, knowing there was no way you’d catch any part of him.
So you decided to turn and head home, thinking maybe tonight would be good. However, just before you broke free from the crowd, you were swallowed whole as more and more people rushed forward out of excitement.
The cheers grew louder, and the air was charged with so many emotions. They pushed towards the front, hands trying to help you up, but all it did was push you further in. Until finally, you were able to stand on your own, looking around the second you spotted an open window.
The moment you did, the burst of fire that started in your heart had you losing your breath and the world stopping around you.
He was there beaming with two large bouquets in his arms. Namjoon played the saxophone next to him, which only served to make Taehyung sway and dance with giddiness.
You wanted to rush forward–hope to catch his eye. But you weren’t the only one. People screamed his name, camera flashes went off and somehow all you could hear was the sound of his giggle.
The world was moving but all you wanted was to stay and watch him flutter about with his boxy grin. However, nothing prepared you for how someway, in the large crowd, a sliver of space opened up and your eyes connected.
He froze, eyes wide as one of the most excited yells wanted to come out from him. But he held his breath, smile only getting wider and body buzzing. He laughed even more waving to the crowd. It only made fans even more excited, but still–somehow–he kept eue contact with you.
You watched the live, enjoyed his stories and what he had to say as he sat beside Namjoon. It let time go by quickly, the evening catching up with everyone.
You felt like you were expecting too much when you took your evening stroll. But you saw no harm in it, besides the insomnia was only worse from the anticipation.
Chonk was not patiently waiting at the complex, nor did he meet you at the park. A bubble of worry formed in your stomach. Not once in these past 18 months had he missed you on your walks. Always there and lurking.
You were starting to frown.
“(Y/N)?” You looked up startled from your searching to find a man asking for you.
“Yes?” You raised a brow, looking at him skeptically.
He smiled bowing his head. “Taehyung sent me to retrieve you.”
“Retrieve?” You questioned.
He nodded his head. “He’s sorry he couldn’t make it. He got caught up with events for his release and knew you’d come here. So, he sent me to find and get you.”
“Where are we going to go?”
“You see that building? That’s where Taehyung lives.”
You squinted your eyes. “How do I know you’re not lying?”
The man blanched, thinking for a moment. “Oh! Here.” He quickly pulled out his phone, fingers typing before the ringing of a vide call broke.
Your eyebrows rose, trying to see what he was doing.
“Did you find her, Hyung?” Someone spoke right away.
You breath hitched hearing his voice for the first time in months. You wanted to reach out–snatch the phone from the man’s hands but you knew better than to be rude.
“You didn’t even say hello.” The man rolled his eyes.
“Yes, hello. Did you you find her?” You giggled quietly at Taehyung’s sarcasm.
“(Y/N), I want to see you, so do you think you can follow Seungi to bring you to my house?”
Your eyes went comically wide, breath hitching at his request.
Licking your lips, you nodded, sputtering out a reply. “Yeah, I’d really like that.”
“Great!” Taehyung grinned. “Seunggi, you guys can come back now.”
“See you in a bit.” Seunggi told Taehyung, hanging up quickly. “Follow me.”
You already knew Taehyung lived on the other side of the river, high in one of the luxury apartments. While you wouldn’t say you lived in the slums, you for sure wouldn’t say you lived in the riches like Taehyung.
Seunggi brought you to a large building that had a guard stationed at the door and everything. However, the one thing that caught your attention was the large white and brown ball of fur that was licking under his leg at the steps.
“This is where you went?” You spoke out loud, stopping to watch the cat as he slowly looked up at you.
The moment he recognised who was speaking to him though, he quickly got up and started to yowl at your feet, rubbing against it. You shuffled closer to the door, getting impatient to see Taehyung.
“I’ll come back.” You told the cat, rushing to catch up to Seunggi.
He gave the guard a nod of his head, explaining that you were with him when security gave you the stank eye. You shrunk into yourself, trying to look smaller as you knew why they were looking so hostile. They must have been under contract knowing all the celebrities who lived in the building.
The moment the elevators closed and the numbers started to rise as you rode to the top, your chest felt like it was tightening, hands getting clammy. It wasn’t an anxiousness that made you want to leave, it was anticipation of getting to see him again. It ticked closer to the penthouse, and with the last ding of the elevator arriving, your breath was taken from out of you.
He wasn’t waiting for you at the front in some grand gesture. He wasn’t even in your line of sight the moment the elevator opened. But stepping into his personal space made you want to rush towards him the moment he came around a corner.
He slowly came to a stand still, a smile overtaking his face as he saw you in front of him. Nothing was said as you both grew closer, only the enjoyment of being so close once again.
“Hi.”He breathlessly said.
“Hi.” You replied back with the same tone of voice.
“Yes, hi.” Seunggi spoke up. “Stop being so awkward. There are other people here.”
Taehyung giggled at his words, turning around to showcase all the other people who were in the apartment alongside him. Friends and family all talking together as they celebrated his dismissal from the military.
“I really wanted to see you.” Taehyung explained, turning back to you.
“Me too.” You beamed. “I don’t know how I would have been able to wait a few more days knowing you were here.”
He nodded enthusiastically. “I saw you earlier. It meant a lot to see you there.”
“I couldn’t miss it for the world.”
Even if you didn’t know anyone, nor thought about speaking to any of them, you didn’t feel alone. Not when Taehyung stayed glued to your side for the majority of it. His fingers would brush against yours sometimes when his shoulder was touching yours.
So many people asked about his time in the special forces and he was more than happy to entertain the questions. Lots of laughter and bright faces really pulled on your social battery, but the moment that all died down, things turned different.
Some of his close friends were still in the apartment, but the both of you took the time to talk separately–away from the drunken laughter.
“Things were different when I was there.” He told you. “But I want to be honest with you about everything.”
You looked up at him, taking sips of your water to get rid of the heat the alcohol gave you.
“I remember my grandma practicing small magic that I never believed. I also never thought of my dreams as something huge.” He started. “But being away from you–from all that I have known–things made sense.”
“I can’t explain what I feel, but I know something in me is meant to be with you.”
You couldn’t give him the right answer either. Even if you wanted to put blame on being connected on a soul-like level, there was so much that neither of you really understood. You weren’t historians who knew all about the magic that used to take over the world. Weren’t people who trusted their heart over their head.
You were just you.
Living in a world that couldn’t handle when certain people found love they wanted to. Living lives where one of you had to be cautious. But still, hearing Kim Taehyung say such words to you–it made you tear up.
“Can I kiss you?” You choked out in a whisper, trying to avoid sounding like an idiot.
Tears welled in Taehyung’s eyes, his head nodding rapidly. “I thought I had to ask.”
Your hand moved right towards his neck, his going around your waist to keep you from falling backwards as he pushed over you.
You’ve had kisses before. Some soft and slow, while others were rough and rushed. But with Teahyung, there was a melancholic feeling that had you savoring it rather than rushing. You weren’t someone who would think of kisses as something that had fireworks and explosions happening, but this–this came so close.
Maybe it was the soul connection, but even if you had one, all those talks and trips you took late at night, it all piled up into one simple act. And as you parted, mouth trying to suck in a breath you had lost in that moment, you knew no one was ever going to compare to Taehyung.
“Tell me I wasn’t the only one who thought that was something amazing.” He asked, wide eyed.
You laughed quietly, eyes sparkling with happiness. “Beyond.”
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Your style looks familiar. Are you these people who made book about illnesses where they were represented by monsters?
Yeah that's us hey hey hello
Glad to see that someone has heard about this project 🖤 It's called "Infectus Bestiary" — a guide for beginner monster hunters about 10 world-famous diseases and infections. It's been a few years, but still hope we’ll get this baby officially published
cover and title page
Coronavirus page
Well, we should make more posts about Infectus here. Too much content for one answer... @_@
Pwease tell me a random fact about your literate creation✨ Like some hidden detail or some parallel that you love✨ Hehehehehehehehe :b
One thing I love about my book is that you know in most books (not all) 'darkness' is seen as a bad thing
And if one species is considered 'evil' or demon, they all are branded as bad and killed as a way to 'get rid of bad' and 'pave the way for good'
well basically, I wanna redefine that (not the first person to try to do it)
So the vampires, who they think are few in number and are hiding in the forests, actually have a whole kingdom with a king and queen, The irony is that when the prince and princess of the same kingdom that wants to eradicate the vampires gets lost in said forest, bleeding and almost dying, the vampires save them, only for a chance for them to gradually, gradually make the courts accept vampires and in the meantime create secret trade routes to bring the vampire kingdom supplies.
Another think is that the main 'demons' of the novel I'm writing aren't all demons. The evil ones are those banished from their realm and the 'demon' queen of said realm agrees to help them stop the evil demons because she feels responsible for not taking care of them in the first place
In Strongest Man in the World, the version of the first page from the original book in this toon says "Everyone loves The Homestar Runner", but in the original The Homestar Runner Enters the Strongest Man in the World Contest, it says "Everybody loves The Homestar Runner"
