Fallen Angels || MYG • FF ~AU

chapter 30

It's been a few hours since Muse left. Taehyung has yet to come out of his room. I've begun to wonder if he ever will. 

I sat on the couch wondering to myself if he is okay, even though I know he isn't. I only wish there was something I could do for him. I let out a big sigh, pulling my feet up onto the couch. I took a bite of the bagel I had made earlier, I think it's to old because it's kind of hard and the cream cheese is starting to crust over. 

 'I should go talk to him, try to make him feel better...' I think to myself as I set down the bagel. I nod my head yes at my own thoughts, getting up to walk to Taehyung's room.

I knock on the door, but get no reply. 'Maybe I should just leave him alone.' I think to myself, but decide against it. 

"Taehyung... it's me Red.." still no answer. 

I'm getting frustrated because all I wanna do is make him feel better, but he's just blatantly ignoring me. I finally just reach down and open his door. It creaks open revealing an incredibly dimly lit room. "Taehyung..." my voice searched for him in the darkness. Slowly, his deep voice finally sounds. 

"Is she back yet?" 

I let out a sigh. "No Tae, she's not. It's only been a couple of hours..." He lets out a disappointed groan as I walk over to the bed where his weighted body lays, taking a seat next to him.

"Taehyung... She'll be home soon." 

He sat up quickly, startling me when he leaned in closely to my face. "That's what everyone always says. I just got her back and now she's gone again! She's gone because of you!" 

Confused and frightened by his sudden change in character, I ask. "Because of me?" He scoffs as he lets his body fall back onto the bed. "Just go away Red. You can't help me." I look at him for a moment before I stand up making my way to the door. When my hand touches the handle, I turn back around to the man grasping a pillow close to his chest. 

"I know that I'm not her. I know that I can not comfort you the same way, but don't bottle it up inside... You'll go crazy, trust me."

I opened the door and walked back out to the living room. Namjoon's sitting at the dining table drinking coffee. I take a seat at the table, letting out a big sigh. He doesn't say anything to me. I let out another sigh, trying to get the man's attention. He looks at me over his glasses. 'Finally'. 

"Is something bothering you Red?" 

There is something bothering me. Multiple things are bothering me. Honestly, what isn't bothering me. My hands started to tingle with the thought of Taehyung. "Namjoon? Can we talk?" 

He folds down the top right corner of the page he's on, closing his book, setting it down on the table. "What do you want to talk about Red?" As if he read my mind, he says. "He's struggling Red... Every time Muse leaves, it is as if she dies to him. He doesn't know how to be okay without her. He can't breathe, he can't sleep, he can't eat without her. As fallen angels, we need Muse to keep all of us from recruiting back to our old ways. It's not as hard for Yoongi, Hoseok, Jin and I to stay relatively level- headed because we have lived many more years and 'lives' than Taehyung, Jimin and Jungkook. We've learned from Muse. We have learned how to fight our desires to rage without her. Right now, Taehyung's entire body feels like it's on fire. He's empty without her. Taehyung's not purposely being a jerk to you, he honestly can't help it." I adjust the position I'm sitting in because my leg began to fall asleep. "You talk like you know the feeling." I say under my breath. 

"That's because he does." A familiar voice sounds.

Yoongi pulls up a seat at the table, propping his feet up on the chair opposite of him. I look at him, confusion written all over my face. 'How long had he been listening?' I think to myself. "I wasn't listening long, just long enough." 

Okay so it's official they read minds. 

Cool. 

"We all have soulmates, Polymnia or as we call her, Muse is Taehyung's. Kaos is mine and Evangeline is Namjoon's. There is never a set time or life when you meet your soulmate, but once you do, being separated feels worse than death." 

I hesitate to ask the question that's been circling in my mind since we started this conversation. "H-How do you know when you have met your soulmate?" Yoongi looks at Namjoon, Namjoon looks at Yoongi then they move their attention back to me. Yoongi lets a deep breath leave his lungs. "You don't. Not until you lose them... You see Red, when you lose a soulmate it's not the same as if you lost a boyfriend or a girlfriend. It's not just a simple heartbreak. Angels feel emotion more intensely than humans do. 

When an angel loses their soulmate, they lose a part of their sanity."