wrong send.

SOULMATE.

They said when you turn 18 your red string will appear, tied around in your pinky finger. In the end of the string, there is your soulmate. But, the red string is only visible on you and your soulmate, which allows you to follow it.

You decided to follow the string when you were 22, and there starts a beautiful relationship. 2 years of dating. Then one day, the nightmare came.

You are going on a date with your soulmate, you asked yourself. "Why is he not here yet?" Then, your friend called you. Saying that your soulmate fainted and brought to the hospital. You rushed to the hospital where he was in but he's dead on arrival. You didn't know he had cancer.

You were crying infront of your soulmate's grave. He was buried today. You looked at your red string, it's cutted. "I'm sorry..." You cried out. "Y/N, let's go home, it's getting dark.." Your friend tapped your shoulder, giving you a comforting smile. You sniffled and looked at your friend.

YOUR FRIEND'S P.O.V (let's call her Mirae.)

I'm really sorry for (Y/N). Her soulmate really loved her. He's a nice guy. I'm worried that the blue strings will connect her string to a rude one. Blue strings are like angels, they'll fix your broken string. Everyone's strings are visible to them, their job is to connect two broken strings and will start a new life for them.

I drove to (Y/N)'s apartment. "Thank you, Mirae." She smiled sadly. "(Y/N), please don't stress it out. It's hard to see you like this. Please take care." I said to her. "I will." She smiled once again and went inside her apartment.

I want to bring her to BTS' concert since me and her is a big fan of them, and I'm pretty sure that will make her enlighten up a little. So I bought two VIP tickets and I'll keep this as a secret for a while.

YOUR P.O.V

I cried again as I entered my apartment. I threw myself on the bed and let all of my sadness out. While I'm crying, my phone popped out a notification. It's a message from an unknown number.

???:
i'm going out to buy stuffs, what do you want?

(y/n):
I'm sorry, but who is this?

???:
kim seokjin. did u deleted my number because we fought?!

namjoon, i will not buy you stuffs you want. you made your hyung sad >:(

(y/n):
No- I'm not Namjoon! You sent it to the wrong number!

???:
wait..

...

OMG I'M SO SORRY I THOUGHT U WERE NAMJOON OH MY GOSH

(y/n):
It's fine, but are you really Seokjin? From BTS?

???:
yes.

please don't expose my phone number.

(y/n):
Really?

???:

Another notification appeared. It's from your twitter and Jin just updated a photo. It was the photo Jin sent to you a while ago with a caption of 'I'm sorry, but who is this? 😂'

(y/n):
Oh my gosh you are real!

Seokjin:
yes. i'm begging u pls don't expose my number

(y/n):
I won't, don't worry. 🙂

That's the way how the conversation ended. You sighed as you close your phone. "Wow.. I'm so lucky.. I had his phone number.." You said to yourself. You were half sad and half happy thanks to Jin's messages. You sighed because you remembered you can't afford to go to their concert next week because you're broke.

JIN'S P.O.V

This is a huge mistake. I facepalmed when I realized I sent it to the wrong number. But I trust them. I hope they won't expose my number, sasaengs are really scary. I closed my phone and slid it in my pocket. I pulled up my mask and drove to the store to buy things.

I grabbed some foods to cook because I'm pretty sure the boys are hungry. We practiced really hard for the concert. We want to make our ARMYs proud, but of course, we have to take care of our health too. The boys are getting thinner and thinner, and I'm really worried about them.

I also grabbed some of their favorite snacks and drinks, and finally, I grabbed my favorite ones. I placed them on the basket and brought them to the counter. "Please put it in a plastic bag." I asked, pulling my mask down a little. After that, I paid for it and left the store.

It is already dark, street lights are now opened, and the signs of the stores around the street is now lighted up. The atmosphere is cold, it feels like another red string is broken. I drove around because the wind is really nice and the place looks beautiful.

I turned the radio on, playing some soft tunes, making me relaxed. I stopped as the stop light turned red. I watched the students and the workers walk across the road and smiled when I saw one student that has a BTS pin on her bag. I badly want to step out of the car and thank her for supporting us.

I waited for the stop light to turn green, still noticing the ARMYs walking across. I hope all of them attend to the concert. And I wish that their soulmate will be nice to them. They should stay healthy too! They should focus on themselves, not only us.

The light finally turned green and I continued to wander around the streets of Seoul. I also bought some street foods. And one question came up to my mind; is the wrong number I sent the message to is also an ARMY? He or she seems like a nice person. I should be friends with him or her.

I finally stopped wandering around and came back to BigHit's building, carrying the bag of foods. I came to the practice room where the boys are and gave them the foods. They were talking about their soulmates. Well, I'm really jealous of them.

I sighed as I looked on my pinky finger, tied in a blue string.