My Twinflame | K.TH

○ Chapter Two

Taehyung
Night of the concert.

I was swaying side to side as we sang spring day. My tears were never ending. My heart slowly started to clench, making me gasp, looking around the arena but the spot lights were blinding me, making me stop in my tracks.

Wait, why am I looking around the arena?

I furrow my brows at my weird behaviour, narrowing my eyes at the crowd as the spot lights continue to blind me from looking.

Until I saw her.

Her piercing gaze pinned me in place as The booming sound of the music playing and the screams from fans were now just muffled sounds. Replaced with a low vibration sound as i looked at her piercing brown orbs.

I hiccup, wiping my tears with the sleeve of my hoodie. She's so beautiful. Her tanned skin complemented her brown eyes, and her short wavy black hair, making her look like an angel along with the crimson earrings she was wearing, gently swinging with each movement she made.

before i knew it, my legs start walking towards her as I tug on the snug ring on my pinky.

I needed to figure out who she was. Why I felt the need to be near her.

The spotlight follows me as I get off the stage, hurriedly walking to her as fans grab me, push me, touch me and even try to pull my shirt up.

Geez, can't they see I'm trying to get somewhere?

Once I finally get in front of her, panting as I finally take the ring off. I get a good look at her features.

She looks like me? She's got that straight face that could make anyone intimidated by her. Her eyes are the exact chocolate brown color as mine.

I continue to stare at her. A warm feeling spreads through my body as i stare at her soft, confused yet warm eyes as I grab her hand, making us both flinch at the electricity shocks that were sent through our touch. Ignoring the shock, I lay my ring in the palm of her hand before closing it.

Leaning down beside her ear, her soft black hair tickling the side of my face. "Never take this ring off. I will come back to find you." I try to say as clear as I could in english, leaning back. I look at her for a response. She slowly nods, smiling up at me.

I shoot her a soft smile before hurrying back up the stage. The sounds of fans screaming and the music blaring, all came back to my hearing. Namjoon giving me a what the hell was that? Look. "I will tell you after the concert." I tell him, he nods.

I give her another glance, seeing her curious brown orbs already on me as I hold hands with the members, bowing down. Namjoon speaks into the microphone,

"Thank you for coming to our last concert ARMY." I tilt my head up a little as we bow, seeing my ring sit perfectly on her index finger as she holds her Army bomb tightly. Cute.

"We will be back soon, hopefully you will wait for us and still be there for us in the future." I Look back down, closing my eyes tightly as tears start to fall. "We love you! 1! 2! 3 Bangtan sonyeondan!"

Wails, screams and cries were heard all around, the members were crying as well. We stand back up, purple Fireworks decorating the sky as Spring day still booms through the arena.

"Come on guys, let's go." Namjoon pulls us a little more back so that the stage lowers us down. Glancing at her one last time as she's looking up at the fireworks, her head slowly lowering to see us. I duck down, accidentally pulling Jimin and Namjoon beside me down too as Jimin hits his head on the side of the stage that stayed up.

"Agh! What was that for?!" He groans, holding his forehead. "Sorry..." I let out a shakey sigh, Jumping when Namjoon suddenly wraps his arm around my shoulder, pursing his lips into a thin line. "We need to talk, Tae." I nod.

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We were in his dressing room as he starts pouring whiskey in two glasses, motioning me to sit. I flop on the couch, letting out a soft moan as my sore back slowly feels at ease.

"It's because the fans pushed you around, and because of the dances." Namjoon says, handing me the glass of whiskey. I thank him as I take the glass from him, sipping the bitter liquor.

The spot beside me on the couch dips as he sits down, crossing his legs. "Now, tell me why you went into the crowd, just to give a fan your expensive ring." I groan, throwing my head back.

"I don't know, Hyung...My heart started to clench and-" I stop myself. Now that I was saying it out loud, I realized just how crazy all of this seems. Maybe it's because I haven't gotten much sleep in sixteen days and I'm losing my mind.

"Taehyung?" He asks, furrowing his brow as he pats my knee, squeezing it. Glancing at him, what will he think after I tell him all this? I'm just making it a big deal. I can easily just say, I was only being kind to her.

"Your gonna think 'm crazy." I mumbled, gulping down the rest of the bitter liquid, scrunching my face at the burning sensation as it slides down my throat.

"Tae, if anyone is crazy here...it's me. I know alot about stuff. You can trust me." I nod at his words. He's right, He has read every book out there. He does know alot about alot of things.

Maybe...just maybe, he will know what this means?

So, I begin to tell him everything. From everything around me getting silenced, the electricity shocks... that feeling of warmth when I looked into her eyes.

Namjoon was very understanding. Nodding to everything I was saying while taking sips from his liquor here and there.

"So, I thought if I gave her my ring, I will somehow find her again when we come back to America..." I say carefully. Seeing if he shows any disagreeing in what I just said. But he just nods, looking down as he picks at random lint on his pants, furrowing his brows as he thinks about what I said.

I bite my lip, scrunching my face. "It's not possible...right?" I whisper, feeling the sadness of never finding her after this night. Namjoon shoots his head up, looking at me before putting his hand on my shoulder, squeezing it.

"I never said that brother...it's just..." he grimaces, narrowing his eyes away from me. I knew Namjoon didn't want to say what he was going to say, but honesty was important between us. "We will be gone for awhile. By the time we get back, she might already have a family of her own..." I bit my lip harshly to keep it from wobbling. Squeezing my eyes shut as I knew Namjoon would say this.

He's right. She's just a fan after all and no doubt very much younger than me.

"Is there something wrong with me? Why do I feel like this then? towards a fan i glanced at?" I mumble, my voice hoarse as I leaned down, resting my head on his shoulder. He grabs my head, patting it softly before sighing,

"Taehyung, have you ever read about twinflames?"

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