The Light [Kim Taehyung]

12. Parallel

Author POV

"Fate ties those who have been lost together. Destiny is what leads these individuals back and till the end of their previous life." A voice echoes through your head as you woke up in a haze. 

Slowly, your heavy eyes scan the premises to find that you were confined in a box like room. Walls closed and white--leaving no room for any possible escape. It was no longer black, but an ominous cold was emitted throughout this confined space.

The fields of your vision were still blurred but there you saw a familiar figure standing amidst its white background. It was a man, around your own age, that much you could make out from the blurs and fog hovering around your eyes.

You squint in attempt to find out who was this, yet to no avail your vision remained blurry and hazed. The back of your mind began to grow sleazy with fatigue and it grew hard to find any time to breath.

"Who are you?" You muttered breathlessly, gasping for air.

The figure turns and spoke with a soft, yet deep velvet like voice, "I am someone from your memory." Your eyes strained to make out this stranger's face, but you could only see obscure distinctions of the stranger's face.

He spoke again, "You'll know. [Y/N]." A large hand covers your eyes, and you felt the warmth radiating from them. Which made you feel comfortable enough to finally slow your breath and sleep.

Soon reopened in haste and you raised yourself up into a sitting position. In a desperate feat, you looked around to find out who that was. Though, to it was your house in the living room; no longer in the small box like room. You breathed a few calming breaths before realizing you just had a weirdly realistic dream.

Damn. What was that just now? Thoughts swirled your tempest mind and created a major pain in the back of your head when you tried to remember what that dream was.

As if it were thin air it vanished quickly as it had come and absolutely no recollection at all.

"[Y/N]!" Taehyun exclaims dropping the moist towel on the floor with a splat, he rushes over to your side.

"You just suddenly passed out and there was this bright light and-" You slowly placed a finger on his slips to silence him while your migraine tries eat at you.

"I'm fine, Tae. Just a minor migraine right now so I'll appreciate it if you'll let me sleep in?"

When he opened his mouth to speak the front door was being knocked on.

"Nothing, Nothing." You smiled to reassure him and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

You and Taehyung both were startled at the noise. Quickly, you whipped your head to look at the clock to find that it was already 2 p.m. Taehyung, however, was creeping up towards the door like a burglar readying to strike the opposing force.

"Taehyung, just answer the door." You huffed and chuckle at his weird actions. He nods like a small child obeying his parents and went towards the front door and opened to reveal someone oddly familiar. Taehyung stood agape at what he was seeing.

It was Namjoon. Clad in his black attire like always, "Tae!"

You witness Namjoon drape his arm around Taehyung's neck and completely smothering him in a hug. Taehyung suddenly broke away from him, a look of fear on his face.

"What's up with you?" Namjoon shook his head and turned his head over to you, "Yo!" He smiles, revealing his dimples and sat down beside you.

"Hey.." You smiled awkwardly while your eyes dart back and forth between the two, "What brings you here?"