June 3rd, 2016 - Paris
Taehyung remembered the events that unfolded in the wee hours of that morning like it had just happened yesterday. The Bangtan boys were all huddled up in the living room of their hotel suite, clanking their glasses together to make a toast well done for their performance at the KCON concert that happened earlier today. Taehyung and his members opt to stay in and enjoy their pizza party as they had been too exhausted to eat out in the city that took many people by wonderstruck.
What a shame, because it was his first time stepping a foot here.
"I'm going to head in my room to grab my cell for a group shot," Taehyung announced to the noisy bunch, dismissing himself. He got into his room and immediately throws himself onto his bed, grabbing his cell in the process. Scrolling through his texts, he answers the necessary ones but halts when he hears a scratching sound coming from the window.
He looked up from his screen. Rolling his eyes, Taehyung prays to God that it wasn't one of those sasaeng fans again. He was so tired of dealing with them, and he really just didn't know how to feel about them. Should he be grateful that someone would go beyond lengths of dedication just to see him? Or get upset that someone was trespassing his privacy? He got up from his bed lazily, eyes still watching double french doors like a hawk. He spots no shadows lurking but nears his small balcony that was overlooking the street below just to be sure that his privacy wasn't evaded.
That was when he hears a light series of breathing next to him. To his surprise he sees her standing at the edge of the building, back pressed onto the wall. Taehyung looks at her in disbelief. They were 5 floors above the ground, and this lady was standing on the narrow railing of the hotel, wearing a pair of high heels on!
"K-K-Krystal sunbaenim!" He stutters, eyes doubling the size.
Krystal drunkenly slurs at him. "Ah, are you a fellow idol too? Can I use your room to leave the hotel? I can't seem to bypass my manager oppa without worrying him," she was chuckling as she said this, as if she wasn't somewhere high up at a very life-threatening place.
"Please sunbaenim, anything right after we get you to safety," Taehyung was getting anxious seeing how drunk and wobbly her body was, plus her heels did not help to stabilise her at all. She was probably 5-7 steps away from his balcony, but thanks to his long arms he was able to grasp onto her left arm and pull her into safety.
"Thank you- hiccup -sir, you're so warm," Krystal comfortably snuggles into his hug. Taehyung had accidentally placed his arms around her waist. After a second, she realises of their position and pushes the sturdy body away to walk towards what looked like the door, body swaying to the left and right.
Taehyung, who had frozen due to the impromptu hug, disbelieving that he had shared an intimate moment with his ... coughs - crush, snaps back into reality and calls out to her. "Krystal sunbaenim!" He hastily grabs the first thing he sees, his cap and mask before scurrying after her imagining the looks that his band mates would give upon seeing not only a girl, but a famous sunbaenim leaving his room.
And boy did they had disbelieving looks on their faces, Taehyung would've laughed his ass off if he hadn't been busy worrying over Krystal. Krystal was smiling and bowing towards them, still in her besotted state. "I'll explain later!" He muttered towards them, brows furrowing when he sees her petite body leave their hotel suite. He slips on his mask and hurries after her, barely getting on the elevator with her.
"You again," Krystal says looking at him, scrunching her nose. She was learning onto the elevator, legs were barely carrying herself.
Taehyung was star-trucked. God, hadn't she looked adorable? He shook his head and refrained himself from pinching her cheeks. This was definitely not the time. They weren't even close for him to do that. In fact, they were not even acquaintances. Yes, he was best friend with her best friend aka Amber but he has never been caught up in a situation where he would just be Krystal, just the two of them alone.
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