To The Edge Of The Sky| VMinKook

Chapter 5

**Taehyung's POV**

"Taehyung!" Ah-ro exclaimed, her voice laced with urgency as she dashed toward the figure sprawled on the ground. She knelt beside him, her hands gently cradling his head and lifting it onto her lap.

Taehyung groaned lowly, the heat radiating from his body making every movement feel labored. "You're alive!" Ah-ro announced, relief evident in her tone. "I'm glad to know that," he replied, his voice strained as he attempted to sit up, wincing at the discomfort that shot through his back.

"What happened?" he asked, his brows furrowing as he tried to piece together the fragmented memories.

"You were just walking, then suddenly you disappeared! Out of nowhere, you fell from the sky and here we are," she explained, her words tumbling out in a rush as she helped him to his feet. "That's the second time this month! Where do you go when you vanish?" she inquired, her gaze sharp as she met his.

"If I knew, I would have already told you," he replied, shooting her a pointed look. "And by the way, don't tell the hyungs. They'll just worry more than they need to," he added, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as they began to shuffle down the path, their pace slow as Taehyung's body protested.

"I'll keep my mouth sealed," she said, looking up at him with a playful grin. But her expression shifted abruptly as she halted in her tracks. Intrigued, Taehyung followed her gaze, and his eyes widened in horror at the sight before him. The path ahead had transformed into a blazing inferno, and embers swirled around them like dark ash in the wind.

"How—" he began, but the words caught in his throat as they both spotted something amidst the flames.

"Oh my!" they gasped in unison, sprinting towards the source of the chaos. Their bodies trembled as the haze began to clear, revealing a figure trapped within the fire. "T-Taehyung, it's a person!" Ah-ro stuttered, her voice barely a whisper, fear gripping her tightly.

"I can see that," he responded tersely, his heart racing as he assessed the scene. Panic rose within him. "What do we do?" he asked, desperation inching into his voice.

"What do you mean, what do we do? We need to get him out of there!" she exclaimed, making a move to rush forward. But Taehyung grasped her arm, holding her back firmly yet gently.

"Wait! Let me try first. I don't want you to get hurt," he insisted, his voice steady but laced with concern for her safety.

"Please, hurry up before something happens!" she urged, her eyes wide with fear.

With a deep breath, Taehyung stepped forward, a flicker of determination igniting within him. He stretched out his hand, eyes closing as he focused on the raging flames before him. As his palms touched the inferno, a remarkable transformation unfolded; his once dark orbs shimmered into a deep ocean blue. The flames surrendered to his touch, dissipating like a wisp of smoke, replaced by a gentle breeze mingling with the clear blue sky above.

"Wow," Ah-ro gasped, her voice barely a murmur behind him, mesmerized by the astonishing display of Taehyung's abilities.

As the last remnants of fire vanished, Taehyung finally had a clear view of the figure lying on the ground, face down. A knot of unease tightened in his stomach as he moved closer, heart pounding. He carefully rolled the body over, bracing himself for the worst, and his breath caught in his throat at the sight that met him.

The man's face was smudged with dirt and bruises, blood trickling from a gash on his forehead, a stark reminder of the peril he'd faced.

"Is he alive?" Ah-ro whispered, her concern palpable as she peered closer at the man.