WINGS || Taehyung

#4 - Unknown Love

You almost ran back home, impatient to tell about your encounter with the hot stranger, whose name now you knew, to Jin.

Reaching the door, you dived your hand into your bag to find your keys. Your heart almost skipping a beat when you couldn't find it but right then you heard the familiar jingle of it.

Once you were in, you hastily placed the grocery bags onto the counter top in the kitchen and rushed into Jin's room, almost startling him.

'Ohmygod!' His pen fell out of his hand as it went to clutch his chest.

'I'm sorry but I need to tell you something,' You rushed and pulled his chair, towards the bed where you sat and turned it to face you.

'Must you really do all that? Couldn't you wait?' He scolded, his eyebrows knitting together in annoyance.

You kept staring at him as though you hadn't heard him with a stiff smile still plastered on your face.

'I guess not,' He sighed before giving you the signal to continue.

You narrated the whole thing from how angelic he looked to how weird ass he was being, just running away after a mere handshake.

'Does my hand smell or something? Or do I smell?' You asked, stretching your hand to his face so he could get a whiff of it but he jerked his head back, trying to get your hand away from his face.

'Please. My face is the most prized possession of mine, and you absolutely have no reason to get near it.' He said sternly, making you huff.

'You just have to smell it, you idiot.' You said, taking your hand back.

'I clearly have no interest in doing so,' He waved his hand in from of you, as though to shoo you away.

'Okay, well, at least tell me now what do you think of him?' You asked, your butt almost falling off the bed.

'Well..' He started, making you perk your ears.

'Maybe he's a Germophobe,' He said, his fingers grazing across his hair, before resting under his chin as he held a serious expression.

'Really? Jin, really? Is it so hard to just let me enjoy fantasizing a beauty possibly from another world?' You asked, exasperated.

'Hey, you have one right here. You don't have to chase one to a whole different world for that.' He bragged, smirking at you while you just held a dead panned face.

'You know what, fine. I'll meet him at work tomorrow anyway. You can continue with your studies. Sorry to bother you.' You said quietly, before getting up to leave his room. You noticed his expression change, and he stood up, ready to stop you but you were already out the door, closing it.

Taehyung's heart kept beating at an unfathomable speed as he tried to get away from you, not because he found you heavily unhygienic like you thought, but because his mark, unmistakably, had burnt. It felt like scorching hot metal touching his skin for a mere ten seconds before residing away.

He turned to look back at you, to see you were already walking away. He was glad you couldn't see him bent over and clutching the back of his neck where his mark was.

Once he was sure, the pain was gone, this time, his heart bet faster because he knew he had found his soulmate he had been searching for, for so many agonizing years.

He let you go further ahead before he started following you. Not as a creep, but just to be sure you got home safely.

"Already in love, are you, Kim Taehyung?" He heard the familiar cold, husky voice in his head as he whipped it around to see the owner of the voice standing across the road, slightly hidden by the trees, his black hair flowing as the breeze grazed through it.

"You're just jealous that you haven't found yours." Taehyung replied smugly as he looked back in your direction , silently cursing as he noticed you had gone way ahead.

He saw you picking up your pace as your walking turned to jogging, and to running as he took faster steps to match with yours; He couldn't help but think you had, by chance, heard him or seen something you weren't supposed to.

"Oh, please. I have no interest finding a mate; especially a Human. I'm not as desperate as you, Taehyung." Yoongi continued to 'converse' with Taehyung as he too, followed you.

"Then why the fuck are you following Y/N?" Taehyung asked, finally stopping in his tracks to glare at Yoongi.

"It's you I'm following, not her." He said, crossing his arms in front of his chest, his eyes rolling to the back of his head at Taehyung's ridiculousness.

Taehyung ignored him and continued to follow you, and stopped when he saw you entering through the double gates of the apartment residence.

This is harder than I thought. How do I make sure she's in her house? He racked his brain when suddenly he heard Yoongi's voice.

"I can't believe I'm telling you this, but, you can hear her genius. You don't have sonic ears for nothing."

'Ah.. Thanks, Min Yoongi!' Taehyung shouted across the road to him, catching Yoongi off guard, making him look around skeptically to see if anyone had heard or seen that.

Taehyung got closer until he was just a few meters away from the gate, his ears perked as he strained them to hear your voice.

'Does my hand smell or something? Or do I smell?' he heard you ask, but didn't know to whom.

Right then, he heard a male grunt, and then his voice.

What? Who's that? Taehyung gasped , his eyes widening.

"Oho ho-"

"Shut it, bleach face," Taehyung retorted before turning his attention back to your voice. He noticed Yoongi holding a hand against his mouth at the insult before frowning at him, opening his mouth to throw back an insult at him, making Taehyung raise his hand to stop him.

That's when you spoke again, 'Okay, well, at least tell me now what do you think of him?'

He didn't get why you were asking a guy what he thought of another random male stranger as he heard him speak. Taehyung wondered if the man you were currently conversing with, was gay.

'Really? Oppa, really? Is it so hard to just let me enjoy fantasizing a beauty possibly from another world?' He heard you ask, making a dreamy smile appear on his lips as he clutched his heart.

She thinks I'm a beauty. He let out a satisfied sigh as he started running his hand on the smooth wall he hadn't noticed he had gotten close to.

'Why do you think she said "another world" though? Do you think she knows?' Taehyung heard someone speak right into his ear from behind him making him jump in surprise.

'Fucking hell- What Min Yoongi? What do you want?-'

'Technically what I want is to take you back to Kronell but-'

'It was a rhetorical question.' Taehyung glared at him, in an attempt to shoot daggers.

'Well, boo-fucking-hoo. I answered it, big deal!' Yoongi said, flailing his arms upwards.

'She said "Oppa".. So does that mean, she has a boyfriend?' Taehyung clutched his heart again, as he fell on his knees, and leant against the wall.

"Okay maybe you're over reacting over there-" Yoongi began but Taehyung looked at him, ready to kill

"A bit," He finished, not showing any expression.

'You know what, fine. I'll meet him at work tomorrow anyway. You can continue with your studies. Sorry to bother you.' He heard you speak again, but with a disappointed voice.

Yes, yes! We'll meet at work, Y/N! See you there! He screamed in his head, and began walking away, a broad smile still on his lips.

He looked back to see Yoongi just staring at him before shaking his head and disappearing in mid air.

Taehyung sighed, 'Yoongi should just leave and not bother taking me back now that I've found a mate.'

But little did Taehyung know, it wasn't just Yoongi who had come to take him back.