So far away - MYG x Reader [Completed]

Remember our song?

Y/N's POV

"Ladies and gentlemen... "

I woke up from my short nap, startled by the voice in the speakers. I was finally at my destination.

/Now what? ... I can't do this!!!/

My first reaction was to run back to the reception and change the date for the return ticket. But my whole body was so sore from the long flight that I decided to stay the night. It was already dark outside.

I pulled the heavy luggage, getting closer to the taxi stop. One of the drivers got out of the car to help me. I glanced around me, breathing in the Seoul air, when I noticed someone who looked like...

"Yoongi?..." I whispered.

I lost him in the crowd before getting a better glimpse of his face.

/It can't be that easy to meet idols. I'm sure it was just my imagination.../

/But what if...?/ 

The thought that I could have seen him made me realize how much I wanted to see him actually and it didn't leave my head even when I put it on the pillow.

We were finally in the same time zone, sleeping at the same time, but all the dreams we had, became part of the past.

/I'll do anything to meet him/

I decided I wasn't going to do the walk of shame back home, I had to do what I came here for.

/Long day tomorrow, I'd better sleep/

I closed my eyes and felt the dreams pulling me in softly.

*the next day*

I felt a hand on my back so I shook my shoulder.

"Find your own spot" I demanded, whispering.

The hand didn't move so I grabbed the wrist and turned around.

"Yah!"

I looked at the hand... then my eyes went up to the elbow, shoulder, neck, then face. That was definitely not the face I was expecting to see.

"Hm?" He tilted his head.

"Yo-Yo-Yoongi!" I stuttered.

I spent all day spying outside the building. They have all arrived in a black van with tinted windows, and got surrounded by fans until they were escorted inside. Some of the fans left, some stayed around, spying, like me.

But this wasn't a fan.

This was the guy I wanted to meet.

Here, in flesh and bones, in front of me, for the first time. I was touching him for the first time.

But the way he looked at me...

" Leave "

/What...?/

" You've been here all day, it's rude."

" Actually I came here to see and talk to you!" I gathered the courage to finally speak.

" Speak, then "

" Do you remember me? "

*Silence*

I cleared my throat and tried again.

"Do you remember our dreams?"

He looked disapprovingly at me and turned around, frowning, as if I said a dad joke.

"Wait!" I shouted. "Do you remember our song?"

He just let out a "Tsch" and continued walking.

/Aish, he must think I'm crazy... am I?.../

I covered my mouth with my fist, feeling ashamed of what happened.

/Oh my God, he was here... for real! And he touched me...!??!/

I looked down at my hand like I was hypnotized /well, I'm not washing this again!/.

Before I could get into my senses, a pair of hands grabbed my shoulders.

He leaned his body to be at my level. "Our song?" he asked, his eyes getting bigger and closer to mine.

I nodded and inhaled so much air I could float.

"I've had a dream about a song!" he said rubbing his chin.

"Don't you remember me?" I asked with the last drop of hope I had.

He tightened his eyes and pouted.

I sat on the grass. He sat next to me.

My heart was pounding in my chest.

It was really difficult to act like him being so close to me was something normal.

"You look foreign..." he noticed. "Did you travel here just to spy on me?"

I giggled and avoided eye contact.

He pouted again and his tone got more playful.

"Yah, why are you laughing for?"

I looked back at him and my smile faded.

"Hm?"

"I just... I wish you knew what unbearable pain I feel to be the only one who knows what happened..."

" You can tell me."

"No.. you have to remember it yourself..."

I said that and stood up, leaving him behind me. I couldn't look back. I just walked and walked, faster and faster, knowing that the further away I got from him, I could let my tears stream in peace.

/He will remember me.../