Ashen || k.th.

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"Hobi." I softly called out to Hoseok who is mingling with the guests probably more than I do.

"Hey. What's wrong, Y/N? You look a little pale." Hoseok cupped my cheeks but I just shook my head and held his hands.

"I-I gotta go." I said firmly.

"What? Why? We're not yet done here, love." He said with a frown but I just sighed.

"I really need to be somewhere important." I reasoned. He looks like he's trying to read through me but fails since I only have this pleading look on my face to have him let me go.

"More important than this?" He inquired.

"Way, way more important than this." I said trying not to blurt out that I'm going to Taehyung because I know that he would try to stop me. I mean, who would ditch their own event just to go talk to the dead? And knowing Hoseok, he would just give me the same lines he threw when he advised me to move on and slowly try to forget about him. I understand his concern. I really do and I'm grateful for it but as of now, I need to calm myself down. If I won't leave now, my emotions are going to eat me alive and I'll end up breaking down and embarrassing myself.

"Alright. Be careful, please." Hoseok said with a defeated sigh. I smiled at him and gave him a hug.

"I will. Thank you, Hobi." I said, bunching up the bottom of my dress so that I can run faster. I have began my jog when Hobi called out to me again. "Yes?"

"Tell him I wish him a happy birthday." Hoseok said making me smile softly at him.

Of course he knows I'm going to see Taehyung.

"I will."

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As I was dropped down by the cab near the cemetery, I noticed the dark sky looming and covering the night sky. It's going to rain at this time of the year? Great. Even the weather decided to mirror my aura. I know it's about to rain but I am unstoppable. Not even my exhibit stopped me, right? I'm sure a little rain wouldn't hurt.

I just felt overwhelmed with everything. I was happy at first but the next thing I knew, I was confused and lost with my own thoughts of that mysterious person, V, and the whole exhibit itself. And I know what could help me sort myself out.

"Taehyung.." I whispered needingly as I sat at the grass outside his mauseoleum. This always comforts me, and now is not an exception. The longer I sat there, the calmer I become. The world vanishes around me and all my worries disappear. There's no V, no mysterious man, no exhibit, and no people. Just me and Taehyung. Just the both of us.

I didn't even talk. I didn't feel the need to. And besides, I've done so much of that today already. So I just sat there, hugging myself, and tricking myself that he's just near and there for me just how he promised. I closed my tired eyes and heaved a sigh, feeling everything at once and breaking down in front of their graves.

The sounds of my sobs and breathing was joined by the soft clap of thunder and the sound of the dripping rain but I didn't stood up. I want to stay here with him. I didn't care if my dress or makeup is ruined because I'm sure Taehyung doesn't mind too. I opened my lips to say something but someone beats me to it.

"What do you think you're doing?" A soft scolding deep voice erupted. Suddenly, deja vu began hitting on me like a fucking truck, the same words began resounding in my ears.

"What do you think you're doing? It's raining!" A sudden voice made me jerk a bit.

I saw him appeared again. Slowly, the ashen boy made it's appearance. Finally.

My heart thumped so heavily as I held my breath. I looked up at the museoleum to see if I am not just hallucinating but I found nothing. I thought I heard Taehyung.

"It's raining." Another voice was heard from behind me. The tone and the sound made me close my eyes. It has to be Taehyung. Ever so slowly, I spun around. I was expecting to see his ashen figure warmly smiling at me but I was shocked at what I saw.

I was welcomed the figure of a lean man standing a few steps away from me. It was too dark for me to see anything but the headlights from a car not too far away illumined a few details for me. My jaw gaped as I took in the sight after me. Those familiar broad shoulders, jet black hair, and a gray suit. He was the man at my exhibit! The one I've been chasing the whole night! When my eyes reached his face once more, a lightning struck, giving a quick flash but it was enough for me to see his face. My breathing hitched and my eyes stared widely at him.

He looks so much like Taehyung.

He must've noticed that I won't be speaking anytime soon so he said,

"What were you thinking?" His deep voice almost made me close my eyes as he once again said the exact thing Taehyung told me almost a year ago right in this place. A soft gentle smile grazed his ruby lips, forming a rectangular shape. Fuck. "Listen, you shouldn't do that. You know, waiting drenched in rain? It was appreciated though. That's very romantic. But if you're going to get yourself sick, come on... For me?"

He smiled at me sheepishly through his glassy eyes making my knees buckle. I know those words, those smiles, and those eyes. I know this feeling, this warmth, and this wild beating in my chest. Again, I felt this huge force pulling me to him but I stood my ground and kept my distance. I opened my mouth only to shut it again. I didn't even know what to say. He looks so much like Taehyung that it's almost painful to look at him. But his face is just so damn beautiful I can't look away.

"W-Who are you?" With a shaky voice, I managed to say. He breathed out, as if relieved to hear me talk. My heart feels like dropping every second that passed as I await his answer. He confidently raised his head and with a soft tone, he gave me the answer to my question.

"Taehyung. Kim Taehyung."

A/N: Is it Taehyung? Or is it not? Tell me what you think? I love y'all!