혼자 No Longer Alone •Reverse Harem•

Chapter 3: Fate is a bitch

Desiree and Regina remain oblivious to the hustle and bustle, patiently waiting for the last few people to line up and then go and shut it down.

As Regina approaches the first of the long table, words of support and love pour out, then proceeding to give her CD to begin receiving their signatures.

Desiree waits for her turn watching the boys. She must admit, at least to herself, that they are truly beautiful. They didn't follow Western standards of beauty, but they had an air and a sense of classic in their faces.

The pallor of their faces, so different from the normal complexion sought in the West, made them look like statues. And the light in the room seemed to almost make them shine.

When she finds herself in front of the first man he bows slightly in greeting, returning to stare at him soon after. I both remain silent, watching each other expectantly.

"Hello Miss ..." Namjoon greets in English, excited and completely amazed to have her in front of him at that moment.

“Hi, you can speak to me in Korean. I can understand it perfectly. " Desiree responds with a quiet smile.

"Desi ... tell him I love his voice and it's phenomenal." Regina whispers pulling on the sleeve of her friend's sweatshirt.

Desiree repeats the words in Korean to the boy in front of Regina while continuing to smile indulgently and gently shaking her head. She turns to the boy in front of her and greets him wishing him good luck for the concert and following her friend to be able to translate the compliments and rambling words that Regina wanted to say to each of the members of BTS.

Men feel like they are in a trance, watching her say sweet words to him and wishing each of them the best of luck in their performance tonight, despite the words being just translations, their hearts are beating at a frenzied pace, just hearing her speak.
When they get to the last person on the table, the youngest member, none of them knew his name yet.

"God! Tell him he's my bias! Which is beautiful! And what a drool on his abs every day! And that last night was the best night because I dreamed it! " Regina says, staring shamelessly at Jungkook.

Desiree's eyes widen comically and she stares at her friend as if she's gone mad. Seeing the waiting look of the boy in front, he clears his throat, trying to find more to say. He certainly wouldn't tell a complete stranger that he drooled on his abs. Even if it is a simple translation.

“My friend Regina says… she said you are very handsome and you dance really well. She wishes you good luck with the concert and not to tire yourself too much. " It says in Korean while bowing slightly.

"What is your name instead?" Jungkook asks after a moment's pause and starting to sign the CD in front of him.
“Me?… Oh Desiree. Desiree Lai. Nice to meet you." He answers smiling.

"You don't want autographs Miss Lai?"
"Oh, I'm just my friend's unofficial translator." She replies with a shake of her head, but thinking she might be offended by taking the place of a fan who would have been happier, she quickly adds: “Not that I don't like you! You are all truly talented and full of energy. I only discovered you yesterday so I don't know you, even though my friend has shown me many videos. Including those of your bodies. "
After finishing his barrage of words, he notices what he said and blushes deeply, wishing the floor would open to disappear.

"Good luck! And drink plenty of water. " Desiree says taking her friend's hand and finally exiting that room, after the woman from the staff signals her to leave.
Once out to head to their places Desiree thinks back to the fool she made with BTS.

"Really? Do you drink a lot of water? What the hell is wrong with me? " she blurts out, sitting in her seat.

Regina keeps talking about how they look better live and other things, but Desiree is too focused on what she told the boys that she couldn't focus on anything else, even managing to get away from the noise of the new people who were entering the stadium.

"I'm going to the bathroom before the concert starts." Desiree says as she puts the VIP Pass around her neck and heads for the restrooms.

The moment she exits the bathroom, too focused on the phone screen to see her surroundings, she bumps into two guys just outside the door.

The moment their hands touch hers, she feels a jolt. A strange shock, unknown to his body, but familiar at the same time.

"The two of them are my bond!" Desiree thinks anxiously looking at her bare hands, no longer protected by her gloves, forgotten in the pocket of her sweatshirt.

She hears voices asking how she's doing, but she doesn't really record them. The only thing she can understand is that there are other hands that touch her skin. Arms, face, hands, neck ...
Every part of the body tingles from the shocks it feels.

7.

He feels seven electric shocks. He has seven soulmates.

She can't breathe, she doesn't know how she found herself in this situation.

“The only two minutes of my life that I don't wear gloves had to collide with those I'm connected with.

Destiny is truly a bitch. " She thinks Desiree before finally looking up to meet seven pairs of eyes that look at her with concern and happiness.

The same eyes she just left in the room.

Stay safe,
Purple you.
Ale