Mystery Girl

A New Day 1

Jin's POV

I can't believe that Bang PD-nim agreed to this. Thank you rebellion! I'm so happy with what I have done. I really didn't think that he would agree with my suggestion, but I guess I got lucky. I can't wait until he tells the others! 

Taehyung's POV

After a while of small talk with y/n, I can see that she is starting to get tired. I tell her that I should get back, but the puppy dog look she gives me in reply nearly makes me stay. The way she looks as though she wants to grab my arm and pull me back but doesn't have the courage melts me oddly, the rhythm of my heart growing loud in my ears.

However, y/n needs sleep, and so do I, so that means I have to leave, no matter how reluctant I am to leave the warmth of her room. I stroke her hair before I left, blushing as she leans into my touch, and then turning away to walk outside, closing the door softly behind me. 

I hope she slept well after that because I certainly did. As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was asleep and dreaming. Her soft voice resonates through my head, the warmth that she seemed to emit as we sat next to each other and the silkiness of her hair echoing within my dreams. 

I wake up when Jimin prises me off of him, claiming with annoyance that I had been hugging him and whispering "I love you" in his ear. Of course, my cheeks grow rubescent as I realise who I had really been dreaming about. Why had I been entranced so easily? 

The answer was in her eyes. They were galaxies to get lost in and every time I saw her, I would fall into their depths, drowning gladly in them. I don't know if she notices my affections but I can't help myself, it is as though she robs my self-control with her presence. 

Y/n's POV

After Taehyung leaves, I feel lonely again. I roll over in bed lazily and am met with the chocolate bar still sitting on the bedside table, a reminder that all of this isn't just some stupid dream. It is too late at night to eat it, I would just feel sick if I attempted to now. 

The chocolate bar gives me comfort though, it is a reminder of Taehyung and this makes me feel warm inside. I had always dreamt of the kinds of conversations we would have or how his touch would feel, but experiencing these things in real life could never ever be beaten by some pathetic feat of the imagination. 

The way his hand had smoothed over my hair so casually, as though we had known each other for a while or were together made my heart beat so fast I was certain that it would pump out of my chest or I would just spontaneously combust with embarrassment. The way his deep voice had sounded from next to me on the bed, the soft vibrations of his words lulling me into a sense of calmness, all of it made me flustered and yet so calm at the same time.

After a short while, I fall asleep. These pyjamas and the bed are so comfy, the fabric brushing over my skin smoothly, the clean smell of the bedsheets refreshing to the senses. I am not used to this kind of comfort, having come from an average household with standard sheets from shops down the road and cheap pyjamas that you can buy in supermarkets, this level of luxury is completely new and surreal to me. I dream of the events of the day, each member's face flashing through my memory before everything fades to black.

I wake up to the sound of knocking on the door. It stirs me from my dreams and when I sit up, I realise how twisted the bedsheets have become. I rub my eyes, before realising where I am, and who I am with. With hurried panic, I fly out of bed.

"Coming!" I yell in the direction of the door, quickly making my bed before running to greet the person, tripping over my own shoes as I do so. My hair is a mess, there is sleep under my eyes and my pyjamas are wrinkled, but this isn't the primary worry at the moment. That is until I see who is standing there. 

Bang PD himself is standing in the hallway, looking professional in his ironed clothes and combed hair. "Oh, hello sir!" I exclaim nervously, trying to make sense of formal language and wondering if I am in trouble. 

"Hello!" he says cheerily, instantly making me feel a little more relaxed than a few seconds ago, "Y/n right?" he pauses, raising his eyebrow at me to answer, and I nod quickly. "Well, we have decided that, if you would like, you can stay with us while we tour Korea. Is that something you would be interested in?" 

I can't believe my ears. I can't have heard him correctly. Frozen, I stare at him for half a minute, unable to form any sort of sentence in my head. I can't keep him waiting in suspense here. After all, the man is busy and I, a commoner, who has just crashed at this expensive hotel at the cost of his company is one of the less important things to deal with. "Um," I start, thinking my answer through in my head now that the cogs have begun to move in my head once more.

Jimin's POV

When I woke up with Taehyung's arms around me, it wasn't anything out of the ordinary. Taehyung is generally clingy and loves physical affection. The whispers in my ear though were not normal. This is when I realised that Taehyung was still asleep. "I love you" he would repeat and the feeling in his voice made me wonder who he was dreaming about. I had my suspicions, but I didn't want to assume things. Especially because I was already jealous of him visiting y/n last night.

When he eventually woke up, Tae was embarrassed at hearing what he had been doing. I was almost flustered by his apologeticness, but I could tell that I didn't have his attention for very long because he spaced out again almost immediately after, his eyes alight with that childish adoration.

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Author's Note

Hello~ I apologise if the pace is slow, I am trying to progress the story but keep some suspense, so please bear with. I also apologise for my slow update, I needed to figure out exactly what I was going to do with this chapter. Thank you for reading, vote and comment if you wish. Love you 💜