Unexpected Love

3. BTS Hiatus And Trip to Seoul

As ARMY, we knew that this day would come, but I can almost say for sure that none of us were really prepared for it.

I remember feeling something weird when I was watching the YTC Busan concert, no solo songs, the way they performed, their looks, their energy... everything pointed to something big coming soon (remember I became quite good at reading our boys' conducts). So, a couple of days after the bomb dropped, the news went crazy, and we all knew Jin was going to enlist first.

Fuck! What was going to happen to me once the boys were taking so much time off? My life was clinging to their music, and without it, I knew my life would crumble once again.

I intensified my research with hidden reasons that my colleagues couldn't know, so I decided to finance an investigation trip for my team... to Seoul. Crazy, right? But I was desperate for answers and a reason to keep on going. So, my team was more than delighted to go, so naively believing it was for mere research reasons. We were ready to leave in two weeks.

We finally arrived in Seoul, what a city!! My team members and I are fluent in English (I forgot to say that I was born American and raised in Mexico), and my Korean is not that bad. So, I previously arranged some meetings with a team at a university that also has been studying the BTS phenomena and had a great amount of information that they were happy to share with us as a collaboration. We learned so much more about them, so many things I couldn't even imagine!

The boys truly go beyond any musical phenomena that has ever existed. I learned so many things about their personalities through the eyes of their culture. You see, it is totally different seeing them through the eyes of the Asian culture than the occidental one. Let me just tell you that they are even more beautiful!!

We had plans to spend two weeks in Seoul, one for research purposes, then take an extra week as tourists and visit the rest of the country. Of course, an ARMY colleague and I took any free time we had to visit some BTS iconic places, the idea of standing in their old dorm rooms, now a cafe, gave me chills all over my body, and standing in Suga's room gave me more than that. We even got the chance to see RM live during his Seoul concert on Dec 5; yes, my friend and I were one of the lucky 200 people there thanks to some strings pulled by one of our Korean colleagues. What a night!

I remember getting a Weverse notification the day after the concert with Jin's announcement, and my heart shook in sadness because it meant it WAS happening... the boys, the military service, and the anguish of waiting for 2025 to arrive soon. It was a hard day, but we had to keep working on our investigation.

The days went by faster than I wanted them to go, but in the end, it was okay. On our extra days we went to Jeju Island, Busan, and Daegu (how couldn't I?) we had a perfect afternoon at Magnate and even had a chance to meet Jimin's dad thanks again to our Korean colleague. My God, he's a wonderful person! No wonder Jimin is like he is. He even shared some sweet stories of his Jimin, that I can't share for obvious reasons.

It was time for us to come back to Mexico, and we came back with a lot of meaningful information for our doctorate investigation. I'm glad we made the trip, for any hidden reason I had though, it did help a lot in our thesis.

However, once I was back home, I found myself deep in thoughts about Suga... ok, not thoughts per se, but fantasies. I was growing a huge crush on him, and I was starting to get worried about it, this couldn't be good for me. My analytical brain was sending me red flags about this crush, but my heart decided to block the fuck off my brain, at least during my lonely nights when I let my imagination go wild creating so many love scenarios with him. I mean, you can get it, right? His voice, personality, songs, smile... everything related to him is so captivating! Who doesn't go crazy in their mind with him, at least once?

But my dreams eventually turned to daydreams, too. I became kinda obsessed with him, and I'm not proud of admitting it. Thanks to Aby, I got a grip on my reality and went back to just having the typical ARMY crush on him. I even dared to go on a date she arranged for me, the guy was nice, good-looking, and also a widower, but... he was not Suga.

I used to meet with Pablo casually. After a couple of dates, we both realized we were not ready for a formal relationship, but we were both aware of our physical needs, so... we agreed to be our escape plan whenever we felt an urge to release some sexual tension. Well, we both were in our late 20s, both attractive, and both still in a state of mourning our loved ones.

Pablo and I were friends with benefits and that was just fine with me. We also were close friends because eventually, we felt close enough to start sharing personal things; he knew about me being ARMY, and he told me he was secretly in love with Taylor Swift. He even confessed one time right after a wild sex encounter that sometimes he pictured me as her (Bruh! Really??!!) So... I told him that from then on, he would be my Suga, I mean, his voice is hoarse like his, he has dark hair, and is quite socially annoying, too. We were even now, and we got along just perfectly like that. So, thanks to Pablo, I could fuck Suga any time I wanted, or make love to him, depending on our mood.

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