time diplomat | kim taehyung ✔

| Death's Door |

Astra sighed as she looked over to Taehyung busy fiddling with his phone. She still didn't have any idea about who he wanted to meet again but, she did know that time was running out. He dialed a number, brought the device up to his ear, and cleared his throat.

"Hello?" He whispered, waiting for a reply as Astra scooted closer, trying to listen. 

"Hello?! Taehyung?"

"Sarah, I'm—"

"Taehyung, you fucking blocked me! I taught you to do that! Do you know how worried I was?!"

He looked over to Astra who had her eyebrows raised and shrugged his shoulders, walking a little far away, out of her boundary and she couldn't hear him anymore. By the movement of his lips, he did say a lot of sorry's and somewhere along the lines with "I was out of mind."

It looked as if Taehyung told Sarah about Astra too and that he's going to be with her for probably a week. "I'm 30 now. I can take care of myself." As it started drizzling again, he ended the call and rushed back to Astra.

"Oh, fuck!" Astra ran in time and held the boy by his shoulders, preventing a face-first fall. He regained his posture with wobbly legs and swallowed. "Wet floor, haha."

I have no idea when he's gonna die.

"Taehyung? Can I ask you something?"

"Uh-huh. Go ahead."

"What if I tell you you're gonna die today?" He tilted his head and chuckled. "I just slipped. That doesn't mean I'm gonna die!" He patted her head twice and headed towards his bike. 

"I won't be surprised because I've been waiting for it to happen. But, I'll still try wishing for another chance."

"A chance at what?"

"A chance at another chance." He placed the helmet over her head this time as the rain hardened. He smiled. "I'll beg at Death's door and ask for a second chance at life again. Or maybe even arm-wrestle or a staring contest—I'll love to have another day with you by my side. After I'm brave enough to have someone wrap their arms around me and nuzzle themself safely in my chest. Until then, I don't want it to end."

Astra nearly had tears in her eyes and the rain helped her cover them. She blinked, trying to get rid of the saltiness as Taehyung smiled heavenwards. She couldn't look at him, his face made her cheeks burn. "Looks like it's gonna rain so bad. Wanna come over to my home?" She offered as he pouted, breathing in. 

"Yeah—"

"I'm gonna drive your bike." He scoffed, asking her to stop joking when Astra sighed, pushing him away from the vehicle. She climbed onto the seat, nodding to Taehyung to join her as he sighed, nervously. Her legs were firmly planted to the ground, adjusting to his weight first and placing herself properly. He wrapped his arms around her waist, holding onto his one wrist with the other hand.

"Count of three?"

"Yeah."

"1 . . . 2 . . ." Before completing, her palms twisted the accelerator, making the boy behind her yelp. The wind kissed their faces along with the water droplets, wiping up the heat and blood rushing to Astra's face. It felt as if they were falling through the air from a great height but in a much safer way. Her eyes focused ahead and soon, they were near Terry's dorm.

She didn't see his car and shrugged it off—maybe he was with Jay? 

Taehyung slowly slid off and Astra continued her job of chaining the bike to a nearby pole. "So, how was that?"

"Not bad." He looked up at the building that was not so different from his one. He didn't expect a person like Astra to be living there. "Is this where you live?"

"Nah. I'm temporarily here with a friend."

"Ah, are you gonna leave or something?"

"Uh . . . No. I'm here until I find a decent place for myself." He nodded, taking her company and following her into the narrow door that lead inside the place. It was past five O'clock and Astra was proud of Taehyung to still be walking and talking.

She avoided the elevator and climbed up the stairs, forcing him to hold onto the railings carefully because the 'building was too old'. The hallways looked like a set from a horror movie. There were fake spider webs, blood stains, and remains of carved pumpkins from Halloween. Taehyung took pictures of them, honestly being spooked under the dull weather. 

Astra was going to have a long evening.

_ _ _ _ _

Under the harsh downpour, Matt stood outside Sarah's house, sliding against the main door and crying out loud, asking her to open up. She was also sobbing from the other side. All he remembered was her and Taehyung talking and making up, him fighting with her about it and her kicking him out—maybe even throwing a vase at his head.

His forehead was bleeding and he was tired. Tired of feeling jealous of that one guy he despised. Once his phone, tinged, he picked it out, looking at the pictures Taehyung posted on Instagram along with the location. 

"Got him."

According to Matt, it was all Taehyung's fault. And now, he couldn't bear seeing him be happy after ruining everything.

There he headed towards the location. He was most likely going to get his revenge.