Divine|신성한 {BTS}

3|Excuse me?!

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A groan escaped my lips as I began to stir out of my slumber. My eyes opened to dark surroundings, slowly adjusting to show my living room.

So everything that happened was just a dream, a very weird dream at that. Maybe I should see someone about that.

Another wave of pain from my head and I sit up on my couch, cradling my head.

I should go get some painkillers for this headache. I mean, I think it's a headache, it feels a lot more like I was hit in the head with something.

But that's not important right now.

As my feet go to meet the ground, they hit something way warmer than carpet. Like a body.

Then, it hits me.

"Nooooo." The word comes from me at the volume of whisper, but the disappointment can clearly be heard at any volume.

My eyes finally become completely adjusted to the darkness to see outlines of seven bodies surrounding the couch.

So, it wasn't a dream then.

Damn, I really have to deal with this.

My head returns to my hands again. At least I know where the headache came from now.

"Ah, you're awake."

I glare at the owner of the voice. Even the child of a god can't escape my rage.

Jaehyun stands over me with a cup of what I can assume by the smell, coffee. He has told me that if coffee was a person, he'd marry them because he loves coffee so much.

His once dark brown hair had shifted into a dove gray and his eyes turned to a blinding ash blue. His hair was a mess and his clothes, which looked more simplistic than the ones he was wearing earlier, looked ruffled like he had just woke up. Despite the simple touches of his appearance, he truly looked like the son of the king of gods and lightning.

Sadly, I don't care.

"Ah yes, I am awake aren't I?" He flinched at how cold my tone was.

"Are we trying to make hell freeze over or something?" He let out a nervous laugh. Not sure how to smooth out my mood. I could tell he felt like he was walking on pins and needles. Shifting from foot to foot.

It was only a matter of time before he would start apologizing profusely from the pressure.

"So uh," he starts, "I guess- I guess I should explain everything and myself, right?" Walking around the couch, attempting to avoid stepping on the sleeping bodies on the floor.

"That would seem preferable, wouldn't you think?" I queried back as he sat on the couch, his head tilted to the side and down as he knee bounced rapidly. I could feel guilt somewhat creeping on to me for making him nervous

"Either way, you'll never completely forgive me. There's so much I've hidden from you," he pauses, taking a deep breath then exhaling after a few moments, "but I guess the bag has already been opened might as well let the cat out."

He abruptly turns to face me, his blue staring into my soul with gray hairs in the way.

"First, my name isn't Jaehyun, it's Rai." He confesses.

My eyes widen from the expected shock, my jaw drops.

Honestly I shouldn't be surprised. A whole new world has been opened to me and there's a superfluous amount of shit I don't know. That probably also includes a whole new identity of Jea-- I mean, Rai that I know nothing of.

"I have been living for the past, how many years has it been? Oh, 1,665 years. Everything else that you ever knew about me is true." He continues, "The reason why these seven idiots and I are here is to~, how do I say this?" He turns from me and sighs as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Then he looks at me with a reluctant but annoyed look on his face.

"Listen, what I am about to tell you, it is all the fates fault so you can complain to them!" He sputtered, quickly throwing the blame onto someone else for a problem that hasn't even been said yet. Then he spits it out.

"The goddess of discord's son is coming after you to produce an offspring that will destroy the universe as we know it and kill all life. Think of them as your bodyguards that have been stored in a book for the past 800 years." He says rather bluntly, as if he's been practicing this for the past 800 years.

"Why couldn't you just kill me?" I ask annoyed. I don't plan to be the baby mama to some godly destructive being that will destroy the world. I rather die to be honest.

"I knew you would ask that." He sneered as he shifted in his seat. "No. We can't. If we killed you, you would eventually reincarnate. It would become a cycle of who could get to you first, and eventually they would get to you."

"But, why me?" I inquired. "What is so~ special about me that any other human or god that can make a baby not have that I do?!" My voice raised a little.

"Your soul."

The sound of a new voice caused a curse to slip my lips and me to jump a little.

I quickly turned to see who spoke. It was one of the men that came out of the book.

His eyes stared back at me, glowing a faint blue, ever so slightly switching to red from time to time. He was one out of two of them who had blonde hair, yet he was the taller out of the two. Maybe they were related?

"Your soul has seen so much, maybe even dating back to the beginning of time." He remarked with his thickly voice.

"That is why you are perfect."

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Hello again! Did you miss me? Well I sure missed you guys. Sorry this took so long. I had lost inspiration for it and my interest in BTS, but so many people actually liked this story and I thought it had so much potential when starting it. So I worked hard to make this a good chapter. Your support encouraged me continue writing this story, and now that I actually have some type of plan I'll update more! Thank you for reading!!