Aera's POV
Me and Taehyung, Jimin and Celestia and Yoongi and Rie.
That's how we went out.
Right now, I am heading home with Taehyung trailing behind me while I am dancing like a butterfly on the roads of this empty street.
I have an ice-cream in my hands and a necklace on my neck that Taehyung bought me. He said it looked good and not to return it so I didn't. I pretty much don't think this necklace is going to get out of my sight any sooner.
I bet all of the girls made the boys buy something for them. Well, at least a chocolate? As for me, I made him buy an ice-cream. Not exactly made him, he wanted to buy me three cones in a row but being the generous person I am, I said no. he insisted but I still said no.
Three ice-creams are just too much for my heart to take.
"Hey!" Taehyung called after me.
"Yup?" I responded, turning to glance at him once only to notice his face dangerously close to mine.
Oh God!
I looked ahead immediately and stopped walking to let him come beside me. He did.
"You know, we passed our home." He said, pointing behind him. And then I noticed the familiar narrow alleyway that leads to where we live. The flower and olive green leaves popping up the round door, decorating it with it's nighty shallow color as it looks dried down.
I mouthed an 'o'.
And just then, an idea popped up like a bulb inside my head.
I offered him a race to the house. If I win, I will grant him a wish and the same goes for me as well. We both stood in a stance and looked ahead. Well, it looked more like we were glaring the gate as if to tell it to not let the other competitor enter it.
I looked at his if he's ready or not. He nodded.
"And Ready, 1, 2, 3, GO!" I said and we both started running with our full might.
Just as I thought I was getting ahead than him, my ankle just had to hit the reckless rock and make me fall on my butt. So embarrassing!
Falling is not embarrassing, I just lost to him although I actually sprained my ankle. It isn't fair that he won.
Taehyung came rushing towards me, worry written all over his face. He asked me if I was okay or not and I said yes, no need to worry, I can walk.
And as I got up to walk, my strength betrayed me and I was about to fall but didn't, thanks to Taehyung.
No, it isn't like those dramas where the heroine falls and the hero catches her. I actually gripped onto Taehyung's jacket and instead of me, he fell. And I was forcing all my weight onto the nearby wall, giggling.
I shut my eyes tight as my eye smile was reaching a little too far and I could feel Jimin's struggle to keep his eyes open but eventually failing to do so.
Suddenly, I felt a pair of arms under my knees. Is Taehyung picking me up? Aren't I a genious? Of course he is picking me up.
But I don't feel good about this. Do anything just don't lift me up. I want to get down.
What's up with me?
"Oh god, Taehyung! I am sorry, put me down!" I yelled. He was giving his box smile which made his eyes turn into crescents and now, it was his turn to laugh. I put my head down and was struggling to not chuckle as I was now planning to apply my ultimate game.
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An Analogous Universe
FantasyWhat if a world parallel to ours existed? And what if you were the heiress of the world, the hope and the only way of the people's salvation? A BTS fanfiction. BTS fantasy AU Please do not copy. This is my own imagination and any similarity to any...
