Life Saver ✓

Chapter 2 - Ariadne Maciel

"Hey, wake up. You need to buckle your seatbelt," Jimin trails off, placing his hand on your shoulder and softly shaking you to wake you up.

You frown and pinch the bridge of your nose, groaning quietly because of the slight headache that appears out of nowhere. It's probably the change of pressure in the cabin so you shrug it off and blink lightly a couple of times, trying to wake yourself up.

Aish, she's so cute. I should ask her for her number, but I don't have the courage to do it. Should I? She probably has a boyfriend, I won't. Although not even once did she mention a boyfriend while we were talking throughout the flight. Still-

"Hey, why the long face? Sad that we have to part ways?" You smile sleepily while you straighten up in your seat and buckle the seatbelt, leaning forward so that you can check out his facial expression.

"Kind of, yeah," He mutters, biting on his lower lip as he tries to hide his flushed cheeks from you by looking the other way and ruffling his soft hair with his fingers to draw your attention away from his face.

Wow, sometimes I find her scary, it's as if she can read my mind. Breathe, those things don't exist. She's just intuitive, that's all. Okay, now it's my time to be a man! Ask her for fuck's sake, it's not like she'll bite your head off. Hopefully.

"So, can I maybe have your number?" He whispers, still not facing you completely.

You hum and tilt your head to the side, raising your eyebrow at him. "No," You simply say, causing him to snap his head towards you with a curious and hurt expression.

"What? Why not? You didn't find me entertaining enough for you?" His mouth pops open, his dark eyes filled with sadness as they observe every inch of your face.

"Well, there's no reason for me to use this phone number here, I need to get a local one." You chuckle lightly when Jimin puckers his lips in embarrassment and stays silent while nodding almost seamlessly.

When you two finally get off the plane and finish all the paperwork as well as get your luggage, you both walk out of the airport and head to the taxis.

You breathe in the fresh and slightly cold air when you get out of the airport, checking your phone and raising your eyebrows in surprise. Wow, it's late, almost four in the morning.

You're finally here, the country of your dreams, South Korea. Standing at Incheon airport still feels a bit surreal to you. Even though you've read quite a bit about Korea before coming here, it's still very different than your home country.

"Tell me where are you headed to exactly?" Jimin snaps you out of your thoughts and you glance at him, seeing him next to one of the taxis with his bags already packed in the boot of the car.

"Seodaemun-Gu. I'll book a hotel for the first couple of weeks because in this volunteering program they aren't providing me with any type of accommodation." You sigh and run your tongue over your upper teeth, a habit of yours your stepmother always hates seeing you do.

Jimin lets out a surprised huff, crosses his arms and leans on the car with a cunning aura surrounding him. You take a curious glance at him and wonder about the sudden change in his behaviour.

Thankfully, you can read his mind whenever you want.

It kind of works like a radio, when you concentrate on someone you can listen to their thoughts, but you can also completely shut it off so that the voices in people's heads surrounding you don't overwhelm you.

The diary your grandma left behind taught you how to ignore the unwanted thoughts. She also had the ability to read minds and she made sure to study her gift to the tiniest of details, as well as write about a very interesting man she was close to during the war.