It was a calm night. Not a cloud in the sky, which made it easy for people on the ground to look up and see a small private jet soaring in the air. Unbeknownst to them, that was the very plane carrying the world's most famous boy group, who were on route to the next city of their world tour.On board it was silent, as everyone decided to turn in for the night.
Everyone except Taehyung.
The said male was gazing out the window, admiring the city lights glimmering below. He ran a hand through his freshly dyed blond locks, a sigh escaping his parted lips. It was a good time to think, no scheduled interviews or dance practices, just him and his thoughts. His mind drifted to the future and what it would bring for him, for the group. But something tormented him.
"Can't sleep again?" Taehyung didn't even need to turn around to know who the voice belonged to.
"You know me too well Yoongs."
"Y'know Tae," the elder remarked, "It wouldn't hurt to take a break and go back. I'm sure Jimin and the rest of the staff would understand if you decide to tell them."
"Nah, it's alright. What's more, I don't even know what I'd say. 'Hey everyone, I wanna leave in the middle of the tour so I can fix my fucked up past. The tour will be fine with two members, see ya!' ." The blond male forced a snicker, "You know me hyung, I don't wanna inconvenience anyone.... I can't."
Yoongi wasn't convinced. "Tae, those assholes will do everything they can until they find you. One way or another, the things from your past catch up to you and could impact the life you have now," he paused for a moment. "What I'm trying to say is, it's better to be safe than sorry."
"The tour is doing great and I love doing this with you guys, it's been our dream since elementary school," Taehyung continued, "Besides, there will always be time to go back and make amends. As of now, our main focus should be the tour and our group." Although the younger's voice sounded certain, the worry was evident in his onyx eyes.
"They won't know where to find me," he added. "I've changed my name, how I look, where I live, and I cut contact with anyone who knew me back then, except you guys of course. It should be enough to shake them off my tail," the blond stated, as though trying to convince himself more than the mint haired boy behind him.
Yoongi took one last glance at the back of the younger's head. "Alright then, if you're sure. Just know you can always talk to Joon and I. We know what you're going through and we're here for you Tae, remember that."
Taehyung finally turned his head, a smile playing on his lips, "Thanks hyung, I'll keep that in mind."
The mint haired hummed in approval. "M'kay, I'm going back to bed now so don't talk to me until we land. Or morning, whichever comes last."
"Goodnight Yoongi hyung," Taehyung whispered, still lost in thought.
There came no response so he knew the elder had fallen asleep. He continued to let his mind wander.
So far the first leg of the tour had been incredible, exhausting, but worth every minute. He'd traveled to so many cities, met so many fans, it just felt like a continuous rush of adrenaline. He couldn't give up on his friends, the fans, the people that counted on him. It just meant more sleepless nights for the male, uncertain of what was to come.
.......
The sun could be seen from the plane windows rising on the horizon, it's golden rays blinding yet beautiful, as the plane began its descent rapidly heading for the designated runway for landing.
When the aircraft came to a stop, its passengers descended as the idol group was led towards the back entrance to avoid paparazzi and help airport staff not get bombarded by copious amounts of their devoted fans. They got in a van that drove them to their luxurious hotel, a gorgeous building standing tall and blending in with the surrounding structures. It was clear that this was the rich side of the city, not many could afford to experience such luxuries.
After the staff checked them in each member was permitted to drop off their belongings in their rooms, then regroup in the lobby where a number of fans stood waiting, before heading off to an interview. There, they talked about their tour experiences and promoted their new album before taking a few publicity shots, then taking a quick break for lunch and heading to their reserved practice room to prepare for the concerts in the next few days.
Four hours later, Taehyung found himself collapsed on his hotel room bed, completely drained from the long day he'd undergone. He stared up at the ceiling for a few moments, processing everything that happened that day, then proceeded to order room service. His bandmates Namjoon and Yoongi joined him, talking and reminiscing about their debut days.
"Remember when Yoongi hyung swore at that teacher in second grade? He was almost fucking suspended for that," Namjoon laughed.
"Well it's not my fault he was a complete ass to Jimin, the fucker had it coming" Yoongi smirked, earning a giggle from Taehyung.
There was a knock on the door, the smile on Yoongi's face growing, "Speak of the devil."
Taehyung stood and moved to unlock the door.
"Bitch, I heard that," Jimin exclaimed as he marched into the extravagant hotel room, "I came to tell y'all to go the fuck to sleep! You gotta be up by 7:00 tomorrow so get your beauty sleep instead of staying up talking like teenage girls."
"Yeah yeah hyung, we will right now," Taehyung fake yawned, hoping the other three would fall for his acting. Luckily it worked, as he bade his friends goodnight and was soon alone in his room. He knew he wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon so he did what he did in every city or the tour; he snuck out.
The blond's clock on his phone read 9:45 as Taehyung set foot outside the lavish hotel, breathing in the fresh yet warm summer air. He pulled the hood of his jacket over his hat to keep from being recognized, then proceeded to locate google maps on his phone to find something he'd found in every city before: a nearby coffee shop.
Seeing that it was a ten minute walk, he could make it before closing.
The minutes ticked by and as the male neared the small cafe, through the large glass windows, he could make out the figure of a dark haired male heading to the back room presumably getting ready to close up. He hoped he wasn't too late
Taehyung quickened his pace and pushed the door open, the chimes jingling, announcing his entrance into the petit, yet homey setting of the space. As he waited for the employee to return, he examined the paintings that decorated the terra-cotta coloured walls.
"Excuse me Sir, I'm terribly sorry but we're...." Taehyung turned around and was met with a golden brown pair of shocked doe eyes.
"...Closed."
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