Euphoric Beginnings (BTS)

Chapter 2: The Mystery Man

A warm Sunday morning greeted me as the sun poured into my bedroom. I awoke with a welcoming stretch and a yawn. I got up and walked to the bathroom and shuddered as I saw what the night did to my hair. Yikes. I quickly washed my face and brushed my teeth and decided to take a nice, warm bubble bath with some bath salts and essences for added relaxation.

Ahhhhhh, I thought as I slipped in.

I played some calming music and felt so relaxed that I almost fell asleep.

"Hurry up, honey! You don't want to get pruney fingers," my mother called, pulling me out of my dreamy state.

"I'll be right out!" I answered back and heard her walk away.

I pulled the plug on the drain and climbed out of the bathtub, simultaneously wrapping a towel around myself. I walked out of the bathroom to my closet. I was feeling cute today, so I decided to wear a high-waisted pink skirt, a nice, white blouse, and my favorite pair of nude-colored pencil heels. Luckily, I didn't have to do much to my hair since I washed it the night before and left it in its natural, curly state.

I walked downstairs and grabbed a banana from the kitchen and wondered where my mother went off to. I guess she went shopping for groceries.

I sat down at the island in the kitchen and checked my phone for any notifications. Dry. As. Hell. Except for a few emails. I decided to text Yoongi and see what he was up to.

Hey, homie. It's me, Eury!

I waited a few minutes. Hmm he must be busy with his friends.

I had nothing planned for today, so I decided to take a little walk to the park. I could do that since my heels were comfortable enough to take a hike. I grabbed my small white purse and keys from the hook as I walked out the door, making sure to lock the house.

What a beautiful day, I thought with a smile.

I started walking towards the park, which was about a block from my house. There was no use in driving there since it was so close and it was such a gorgeous day.

Soon enough, I reached the park and was about to cross the empty street, when suddenly a sleek, black convertible screeched by, rounding the corner. I felt myself being pulled back instantly and falling on top of someone. Two tumbles in two days? What is wrong with me?

I was laying on top of the stranger's chest and trailed my eyes up to his face. He was wearing a black mask that covered his nose and mouth and wore a black bucket hat. As soon as my eyes reached his, I was mesmerized. They were the most beautiful shade of dark brown I had ever seen. I got lost in his eyes until I realized he had something and was waiting for an answer.

"Huh, what?" I said, still dazed.

"Are you alright, miss?" He said. I noticed a slight accent in his speech and wondered where he was from. He looked so mysterious.

"Oh, me? Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. Are you okay?" I replied.

"Yes, I'm okay. You know, just can't breathe since you're on top of me," he joked.

I suddenly became aware that I was still on his chest and hurriedly got up, embarrassed and slightly blushing. He brushed himself off and stood up. I looked at him again with more detail. He was wearing an oversized black t-shirt, black pants, and a pair of brown Tims. I noticed he also had like 3 piercings in each ear. Damn, he has great style.

"That man needs to slow down. This is a neighborhood, so he should've seen you about to cross the street. Thank goodness I pulled you out of the street."