Every Little Reason | BTS

14 | Taehyung's Endeavor

𝓚𝓲𝓶 𝓙𝓲𝓷𝓱𝓮𝓮

The baby blue card glimmered as the morning light hit on its surface and reflected the bright rays on the elaborated ceiling of my apartment's lounge area. The semblance of my figure was illuminated by the soft light as it glazed on the back of my hair.

I slid the thin square-shaped material in between my fingers, my heart pounded hard against my chest and neck, as though I just did a full speed sprint on the running track.

I didn't realize how much time had passed as I sat in the lounge area. But in all consciousness, I knew I should have felt the uncomfortable warmth that my skin had absorbed the entire time I stay rooted there. I knew I should have felt annoyed and moved to a cooler space. But strangely, I didn't feel anything.

The only thing that I was fully aware — was my own feverish nervousness. My eyes stubbornly glued onto the five words that were written on the cover of the card. The italic font was hung perfectly in the center of the square space.

To — My One and Only

I heard the rhythm of my heartbeat increased, even crazier this time as the image of the mysterious man that I met at the Masquerade party flashed into my mind's feed once again.

His spellbinding gaze as he watched and observed me carefully, the electricity that zipped through my skin when he gently touched me, and the steady cadence of his deep voice as he whispered softly onto my ears on that night, it felt as if he was just beside me, so close, and I just found myself trapped in his presence.

Hello Princess,

It's been a while. I know our last encounter hadn't been great. So... I'd like to make up for it.

Would you like to go out on a date with me tomorrow? I'll be waiting for you at the Central Park, in front of the fountain.

Can't wait to see you.

— KTH, your Prince Charming

I couldn't have a good sleep last night, because those words in the letter kept reciting and lingering in my mind in a never-ending loop, just like the headlines that run across the bottom of the screens on the twenty-four hours news channels.

Can't wait to see you.

Can't wait to see you.

Even I tried to shut my eyes closed and emptied my mind, I still could hear my heartbeat pounded so loud against the pillow that I was hugging.

Just like the other same nights, his deep voice would never fail to insert itself into my senses. And strangely, it wasn't Ray, but Kim Taehyung, the very stranger in my life, was the last thoughts in my consciousness before I succumbed to sleep.

At that moment, for some reason, I just found my life amusing. Because I only realized that now I have two Prince Charmings — one was riding on his white horse, making his way home and returning to my side — while another was waiting for me to ride the white horse together with him, coming back to his side.

Silently, I wondered what Cinderella would do if she waltzed with two Prince Charmings at the ballroom night. And when the clock struck midnight, when the Princes decided to chase after her, would they fight over the one pair of glass slipper that she had left?

I let out a chuckle at the thought of that. What was I even thinking? My life was absolutely not a fairy tale, and I could never be a Cinderella. Because Cinderella knew who she really was, she remembered every detail of her childhood.