A Dream Apart|TK

4. rulebreaker

taehyung calmed his heart rate down. the car was shut off at the moment and he was scared to turn the keys and start the engine again.

but he dares himself to do that and turned the keys— just to whine frustratedly when he heard the engine roar in a way it shouldn't.

the car definitely won't drive now.

with a deep sigh, taehyung got out of the car and checked the car's back, frowning when he saw an ugly grey steam erupting from the small  vents.

he pouts sadly and frustratedly kicked against the car's tire.

"oh dear, did your car break down?" a nice woman that had shopping bags in her hands looked worriedly at the small omega. taehyung smiles. "yes, but it's fine, i will just call my brother."

taehyung already pulls his phone out when the woman talked up again. "don't hassle your brother. i come from this house." she points to the house opposite the street.

"i can call my son over, he is a magician with cars." the lady smiled. taehyung bowed politely, but waved it off. "thank you miss, but it's fine really. i don't want your son to come out just for me."

the woman chuckled and patted taehyung's soft hair. "believe me, i am more than happy if he gets to do something else than playing video games and spending his time inside. wait here, i'll bring these away and come back with him." she smiles and taehyung gave up. this woman seems determined to help him and he needs help— so why not.

taehyung leans against his car again, looking up to the clear night sky. can this day get even more confusing? first he oversleeps, than he almost misses his bus— which then broke down. then there was this kite incident, which was just too similar to his dream. and this stranger that helped him.

he was the one confusing taehyung the most. he could have at least said anything else than just leaving.

taehyung pouts.

"need help?" a voice called out and taehyung stilled, his heart dropping. the voice... it's the same.

taehyung pushed himself from the car and looked to the male. he stopped breathing for a second, taking in the appearance of the male. black hair, black clothes, his arms inked with tattoos— just like the girls had described— typical bad boy appearance, an alpha on top of that.

"oh, yeah, euhm, actually i do— but it's o-okay, there's a-already someone who willed to help me... yeah."
does he recognize me?

"you sure? 'cause my mom just barged into my room saying an adorable omega needs my help with his car." the male said and taehyung's eyes widened.

"o-oh, then you are her son... hey." taehyung waved awkwardly. the ravenette in front of him chuckled.

wait— did he call me adorable? no, his mother did.

...

he said it though.

"earth on omega." the voice, that still seemed too familiar for taehyung, called out.

"i-i'm sorry." taehyung whispered, playing once again with the pendants on the bracelet.

"why are you stuttering?" the alpha asked.

taehyung adjusted his posture. "when did i stutter?" he asked with a tighter tone in his voice and the alpha tried to hold a smile back.

"so..., your car broke down? does that happen a lot?" the alpha crouched down and inspected the car tires, before getting up and opening the engine hood.