He Is Idol?!

He saved him

My heads throbbing, I lift my hand to my head to touch it. But It only hurts more with applied pressure. "ah shit" These migraines are enough to drive me insane. I try to role my eyes, as a way of saying "fuck you head", but no, it hurts too much. 

I try to lift myself off the stone cold ground, but I'm way too tired. Tonight, I quickly glance at my watch, only two hours of sleep. But than again, I can't fall back to sleep on an empty stomach, My back climbs up the brick wall, and I lean back wrapping my hands around my legs. Damn, my life's so fucking shitty. Maybe if I was some cute girl, some prince charming will save me, like in all the mangas I read when I was younger.  ---------

Yeah- that seems really nice, tears throbs against my eyelids, which I try squeeze shut, but the tears leak out regardless. A Prince Charming reaching there hand out saving me from this internal darkness, yeah, that'll make a good manga. At this, I feel myself smile. 

"thats a nice smile you've got there" 

I look up to see a charming young man, tall, handsome. I don't know what he see's in me. other than just a dirty old boy in rags. I cant help but envy him. my eyes drifted to his perfectly shaped faces and I cant help but scowl. 

His face looks down at me in surprise, He parts his lips as if he's about to speak. But he just looks down at me, probably not knowing what to say. He just smiles.

My face flushes, in guilt, so I just mumble a "sorry" and I realize thats not enough, so I give him an explanation "I don't get many visitors, especially ones as handsome as you" I look at him again, for a reply, that is if I get one. 

He laughs, at first its just a little chuckle that he try's to cover with his hand. Than he laughs even harder to the point where has to hold his stomach. "Hahahahahah" he wipes the tears that spawn out of his eyes. he looks down at me, and assuming the expression on my face screams "bewildered" he says " sorry, hah, I just find that you not knowing me hilarious, how you could speak so casually to someone like me?" 

my mind spirals In confusion"umm, slightly offensive- am I supposed to know you?" 

"you'll know me soon as I save you" he reaches out his hand, my eyes open wide and suddenly I'm in one of those mangas, where the handsome prince saves me. And I can't help but smile and take his hand. 

"you do have a really pretty smile"

 my eyes drifted to his face, and I finally take his compliment."thanks" I shoved my hands into my thin sweatshirt, and my feet shuffle around. "uhmm- I didn't catch you name" 

he looks at me, and runs his hand through his perfectly placed hair. "oh right, I'm Kim Taehyung, but you can call me V" 

"okay V! you can call me Joon woo- you can call me Joon"