11: I wish that You would Love Me

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"No!"
Maya screamed. Falling weak. The numbing pain again. She tried her hardest to resist. Her newly sharp nails digging inside her palm.

Kkumeun samagui pureun singiru
Nae an gipeun gosui a priori
Girl charari charari heeojijago haejwo
Sumi makil deusi haengbokaejyeo
Girl sarangi sarangi anieotdago haejwo
Jubyeoni jeomjeom deo tumyeong haejyeo

Maya felt her head get heavier as distorted voices played inside her head. How weak can she be?

"Morning."
Maya walked in the cafe. Feeling empty. He was gone for quite a long time. Her phone buzzed, making her smile. She knows exactly who is texting her.

Smile,
You look beautiful eitherways but your smile kills me.

Such a flirt!
You don't know if I'm smiling or not.

Turn around.

Maya almost dropped her phone. Smiling like an idiot. Her eyes moved away from the phone to the window. She squealed seeing him, leaning on the lamppost. She quickly told her boss and took a leave. A day off won't matter. She can go without bucks for one day. But he?  He most certainly snuck out of a lot just to meet her.

Maya, taken aback by his gesture, jumped into his arms as soon as she saw him. He swung her around. The serotonin boost indeed overloading. For a brief moment they forgot about the Sasaengs, media. All they knew was, themselves.
"Missed me Jeon?"
His thumb rubbed her heated cheeks as he adored her smile. A genuine smile. It was worth it! Maybe he would be a bit exhausted. But it was worth it. He chuckled sarcastically,
"No. I am just here for my jacket."
She nudged him playfully,
"And what are you going to leave behind this time?"
His eyes on her. As if he was draining his everything out. He smiled, softly mumbling,
"You."
Maya halted at once. Her eyes meeting his.
"Me?"
"Yeah you. I'm running out of excuses. So I thought, I might as well tell you the truth."
Maya could see nothing but sincerity in his eyes. He was telling the... Truth. She stepped away,
"Wh-what do you mean? You are an Idol."
"So? I'm allowed to have feelings. I don't think ARMYs would mind, neither would my Hyungs and company mind. But you would just have to be careful. There are some crazy people..."
"Sasaengs."
Maya cut him off. Her eyes lowering themselves as she fiddled with her fingers. He was famous. The most desired male idol. Loving him was a dangerous thing to do. Falling for him would leave her bruised. She knew! But she never expected him to feel the same warmth. The same damn butterflies.
They can't be together. Whatsoever! The Sasaengs would harm them both. Maybe fans would start hating him all of a sudden. Maybe his group would face consequences. No! She can't be the reason for all this.
He knew what was going inside her heart. He cupped her face in his palms,
"When I caught feelings for you, I heard a bell ring. I knew the very moment what we were going to be. I was adamant on getting your heart. And I swear on heavens, I would never leave you, now that we feel the same. I would prove you my love everyday if you want me to. I would never let a splinter hurt you. Trust me on this one..."

Maya felt her head spinning. The numbing pain coming back. The voice became distorted she felt her body being pulled down. Her blood felt warmer as her muscles started to sting. The colours were starting to blend into a kaleidoscope. She had no time. She crossed on her heart. She has to take the risk. To save him. To save herself. May her assumptions be true.

"In the other realm, tomorrow during your fan meet Sasaengs would attack you. Kwon Areum..."

He woke up in cold sweat. His heart beating faster. Gasping for breath, he clasped his chest. He noticed how his right palm was bleeding slightly. A small cut. A really small cut.
He got up on his feet, rummaging though the bathroom cabinet for a first aid box. Tomorrow they have a fan meet, he can't show up with a cut...

A fan meet. Was she right? Was she really telling the truth? Was she really a Sasaeng? Whatever! He has lost her anyways. He has let go of her. He can't hurt her any longer. So what he gets hurt? It doesn't matter. She deserves every happiness. She deserves to be appreciated. She deserves to be a muse.
She deserves to his muse! She is going to be his muse! He's the person that's least expected to let go of someone he feels is his soulmate. He won't let go of her. He would instead, trap her in his memories and heart. He would think of her whenever he gets free time. He would write songs with her in mind. All the love songs feel like her now anyways.

He quickly put on his t-shirt and picked up his phone. It was 3:33. Fingers crossed, he hoped that they were awake. He quickly typed a message before heading to the studio. He just wished, he would be able to successfully sneak out of the dorm to the studio. His Suga Hyung was already there. Working on music. He can always make place for their maknae.

He walked through the corridors, barely lit up. This was their last chance. They are already close to 7 years. Maybe they wouldn't be able to survive the seven year curse. Maybe they would disband. If only they were from well known companies... They were actually far more talented than many. But they didn't have the name. They weren't the brand.
At least they weren't the only omes in this situation. He had friends going through the same thing. Blackpink, Twice, Exo and many more.

"Hey Hyung."
Round, soft cheeks and an intimidating gaze. Min Yoongi. Suga. The boy who had given his all for music. He was working on beats, something he was always passionate about.
"What brings you here JK?"
He fidgeted. Whether or not he should tell his Hyung about. Fighting against his thoughts, he thought, he can't bear the guilt alone. He needed to spill.
"Hyung, there's something I need to tell you."

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