Elixir

Chapter 9

16th October 2017

Japan

12:07 am KST

"HOW DID IT HAPPEN?!" the leader shouted out in shock. The concert had ended, and the boys were at the hotel lobby, dragging their tired bodies until they saw the wounded spy with four people around her, seated in the lobby sofa. They forgot their fatigue and ran towards the cluster of worried people.

Dae Hyun tried to calm Namjoon, "She will be fine" he attempted to convince him.

"Who did it? What exactly happened? Tell me everything." Namjoon said with bloated eyes.

"It- "he looked at Helena, who shook her head denyingly, "Well- "

"Tell me now!"

"She was attacked while trying to save you and-"

"There was a fight" Helena interrupted the stammering manager. All the members looked at her intensely, "Someone sneaked in with some trivial toys to scare you, that's it. Don't worry, it's gonna be fine."

All of them silently watched her, clearly unconvinced. Her arm was bandaged tightly, yet some blood seeped through and dabbed under the gauze. Taehyung felt like his feet would give up any time, his limbs shuddered seeing her that way. The cut was a few centimetres deep, she looked pale, her copper brown hair dangled around her thin neck friskily as she turned and talked to the other people enveloping her. He blinked several times- she was wearing a slim black suit that perfectly defined her body.

"Thank you so much" she stood up and slightly bowed, tolerating the pain it caused her. The other people were apparently the staff and some of the backstage crew, that went. The manager turned towards BTS, "Boys, she did her duty. She has been doing it since years. Trust her, she will be fine. Kim Bora, Dr. Park Hae Won will come to dress your wound tomorrow morning. We'll be going for RUN episode 23 at the Korea Kennel Agility, it will be safe, we are sure of it. You don't need to come."

"Alright, thank you." Helena bowed, and the man bid farewell to the boys.

"It looks so painful" Jin said.

"We are thankful to you" Namjoon said.

"I just did my job. Don't worry, I'm used to wounds this deep, and even deeper." She stole a glance at Taehyung and continued, "We all need rest."

Helena clutched her room keys and unlocked the door. She stayed on the same floor as the boys. She took off her suit and pulled on her shorts and a casual tank, then stood in the mirror examining the bandage. Why am I bleeding so much?

There was a gentle knock. Startled, she walked towards the door and opened it, without realising that she was in short clothes.

It was Taehyung clinging in her doorway. His eyes widened seeing her exposed legs and shoulders. Abashed, he quickly looked down and muttered, "I- I just came to check on you."

"Uh- just a moment" she left the door halfway open and rushed inside to grab a cover. Taehyung tried to peek in, but she returned immediately hanging on her sweater. She didn't think about the shorts.

"Thanks for being so nice, you may come in." she let him sit in a chair and she sat up on her bed. Taehyung's glance turned raunchy, her thighs were white and fleshy. He was mesmerised by her posture, though she was sitting up in the most decent way ever.

"How's the wound?"

"The pain has reduced, but the bleeding isn't stopping."

"May I have a look?"

"Sure." Taehyung came closer and sat beside her on the bed.

"My grandma used to dress my wounds" he said, scrutinizing her arm in his soft hands, "A nurturing lady... she taught me to heal wounds faster." He gently cupped her bandage and let the heat from his palms flow in. The internal burning stopped for real.

"Blood will clot faster this way" he said softly, "It bleeds sharply if its cold." Helena couldn't help but just keep on looking at him. This caring side of Taehyung amused her, she was lost. No matter how much I try, I can't be hard on you.... you melt me every time.

Taehyung gently left her arm and stared back into her. They sat closer, facing each other.

"Why were you ignoring me? I have noticed it since a few days." He spoke with a sad stare, "Since I tried to come closer to you."

Snap back to reality. She was stupefied at his direct way of asking.

"Was I?" she tried to laugh it off.

"Yes" his voice grew serious, "It hurt me. You know that I like you, right? Why did you ignore me?"

She sighed. Then closed her eyes... tomorrow he has to go for the episode shooting, if I tell him the reason now, he will be hurt. The army's will notice his sad face tomorrow...

"I'm sorry Taehyung" she said with a shaky breath, "I didn't mean to do it. I was too burdened with my objectives and I forget all my tasks when I see you. You make me lose myself."

The beautiful guy bore his eyes in hers, "Me too" he said, "But there is a way out"

"what is it?"

"I want to date you. I know how confidential your identity is, but I want to take you out with full security and privacy. I will-"

"This can't happen!" her voice almost blasted, "How can we do that? You are a star, Tae. I am here temporarily just for your protection. I don't want anyone to know that a famous idol is going out with a spy. That will lead to something very dangerous."

"No one will know, till you complete your tasks, no one will know."

"And what will happen after I complete them?"

"We will announce that we are officially a couple."

Helena's eyes widened, this was too much for her. She loved him dearly, but her restrictions pricked her. "I need time." She said silently.

"Don't stress about it" Taehyung closed in and gave a peck on her cheek. She blushed just as his soft lips landed on her cold surface.

"Everything will be alright. Just make sure that you don't ignore me again, I feel sad." He muttered like a kid and got up. She instantly felt cold wind gush through as he stepped away towards the door.

"Good night Miss Bora, I have to find that Jungkook now, he took away my headset" Taehyung yawned and said, "He will be lying in Jimin's room-"

"Why will he be in Jimin's room?"

Taehyung stopped and clutched the door knob, "He..." he looked in the air for an excuse, "He is mostly in Jimin's room at night." His voice faded as the door closed behind him.

Helena smirked, she recalled an image of the two Busan boys holding hands at the hotel lobby. Ah... so Jikook is real...