Forgotten Memories

Pretty soul

"You brought a pretty soul." The man wearing a fine suit said.

"I'm dead?" I said—or asked. I don't know.

"Isn't obvious?" He replied back as he straightened himself while crossing his arms.

"I am bewildered."

"Understandable." He nodded as his veiny hands ran through a series of file in his left drawer.

"So...Taehyung, what brings you and this addlepated, pretty soul in here?" He asked, not keeping his eyes off what his doing.

Did he just described me as an addlepated one?

(A/N: -stupid and confused)

Before I launched myself into him, Taehyung held me back and tried to calm me down. I gave in, just because I don't know anything yet.

"Yoongi-hyung..."

The guy named Yoongi hummed back in response.

"I killed two humans.." Before Yoongi even stared back at him he quickly added; "Accidentally..."

"You better be." Yoongi snapped at him. He signalled us both to come near him and the both of us sat down. The three of us looks like Yoongi is the principal and me and Taehyung got into a trouble. Yoongi adjusts his computer—a really high-tech one to show us something.

"What's your name, pretty soul?"

"Can you please stop calling me that?"

"That's why I'm asking you what's your name!" He replied back. One thing I noticed about him is he never raised his voice at me nor Taehyung. He keeps his voice in a calm, yet boring tone.

"My name is Par- Kim Seo-Yun." I mumbled, nibbling the insides of my cheek. Why am I here...

He typed something at his keyboard and it showed information of me—and somewhat like a hidden camera in the hospital?

"How...do you get access in the hospital? It's..illegal." I said as I was trying to process everything. My last two brain cells are close to giving up any moment right now.

"God made you, there's nothing illegal. All of us is watching you." He pointed at Taehyung who quietly nodded. "We are some sort of souls who keep an eye on you."

"So you're an angel? You're my angel?"

Taehyung's left foot wiggled mine. He covered his face, so that only I can see him. He whispered; "A cold-hearted one."

My mouth formed an "o" shape as Yoongi starts to get suspicious and he tapped his desk.

Taehyung got up and excused himself to go make a tea for us.

I desperately whined inside my head. I don't want this Taehyung guy to leave me alone with this 'cold-angel'. At least I can already sense that Taehyung is a good boy.

"Excuse me, pretty soul. Do you want to go back to the living or not?" He interrupted. Of course I do! I wanna hug and see Jimin. If he's doing well..Is he hurt? Where is he right now..Does he think of me at this very moment-?

"Of course I do."

"Alright then," He handed me a paper written in golden letterings, asking; "Please write a valuable reason for you to go back to the living and continue your normal life as a human."

The door opened, revealing Taehyung holding a tray and a nice set of tea. Since the tension of the place was stressing me up, I took a sip of the tea and my eyes grew wide. This is the best tea ever.

"I'll be back in a minute. I'm going to see Joon Jae." He excused himself and went straight to the door. "Wait for me." Thankfully, he didn't slammed it shut.

I was amazed by the tea and I continue sipping as I write my valuable reason to go back.

Me and Taehyung chatted for awhile talking about Yoongi.

"So, tell me Taehyung..Since we're kind of..friends. Would you mind telling me why you are here?" I curiously asked. My confidence level started to shrink, not thinking maybe it was a sensitive topic for him.

"No, I don't. I died in a car crash. I've been here for like 4 months. My brother and I we're having fun at a countryside. He was the one driving at the time, then..." He managed to not to cry. "A truck hit us."

Stupid Seo-Yun, you should've not asked him.

"Thankfully, he did survived." He tried to smile. "You know, its better me than him. His future is more brighter than me."

"Everyone has a bright future. We just need to grope for a few moments where the light switch is."

The both of us chuckled, forgetting about the time. I stared for a few seconds at Taehyung's face (Reminder: I already have a fiancé).

"Is there something at my face?" He asked while slightly pouting.

"Your brother must be really handsome." I complimented his family. "Your parents must be really proud they have two sons who have the most handsome face ever."

"My brother? Yeah, he is."

"In fact, he nicknamed himself as worldwide handsome."

A/N: 🤭