Beyond The Stage

Ah, Young Love

Alexis's POV

Something's wrong. Something's very wrong.

Today's the second day of the concert in Santiago and I have a horrible feeling in my gut. I don't know why, but my nerves are on edge, and something tells me that it has to do with the guys. I can't do anything though, because they are in the middle of the concert, which concerns me even more.

I woke up at six in the morning today because of this feeling and it's been three hours since then, the feeling only getting worse. I did all of my morning stuff and got dressed since I couldn't go back to sleep. Now I'm sitting on the bed staring at the blank screen on my phone like it could do something. I can't even call Sejin if I wanted to, he's probably too busy with the concert. I text Hoseok asking him how the concert is going and if everyone is okay, knowing they wouldn't bring their phones on stage with them. So I can do nothing but wait until it's over and Hoseok checks his phone. He's usually the quickest to respond.

In the meantime, I search up videos and watch every fancam I can find. There are already some videos even though the concert is still going, but the quality is so bad I can't see or hear much of anything other than screaming. The phone drops as I feel a surge of unease come over me. My hands start shaking. I start losing focus, emotions overtaking me. 

In my haze, I call someone I know would have some sort of answer for this. The dial almost rings through, each missed tone heightening my panic. I don't know what to do if he doesn't pick up. I need some kind of reassurance or at least an explanation. I haven't had a panic attack in a long time, I have always managed to calm myself down before it got too bad. But these are my soulmates. I can't get ahold of them and the thought that they may be in trouble terrifies me. It picks up just before the voicemail, and his voice comes through.

"Alexis, I told you not to call me while I am at work-" He begins, but I interrupt him.

"Elijah," I breathe out. He pauses for a split second before going into overprotective brother mode.

"What happened? Are you okay? Where are you?" He asks question after question. 

"Do you remember that time you felt super worried all of a sudden?"

He sounds confused, "What?"

"The week after you met Taylor. You got really scared out of nowhere and ran out of the house." He falters as he realizes what I am talking about.

He seems to come to a conclusion, because he asks me understandingly. "Why, did you feel something?"

I nod unconsciously although he can't see it. It doesn't even register in my mind as I continue, "He was bullied, right? Before you met him?" I recall Taylor's story. Elijah waited for Taylor to tell me himself out of respect. After he told me everything, we had a long crying session that ended with Elijah getting us frozen yogurt. Since he's soulmate bonded to my brother, we're family now and I wouldn't have it any other way. He knows everything about me and Elijah, and in return we know everything about him.

"Yeah, that's when I first found out. It didn't last very long after that." He laughs, as if thinking back to a memory. Knowing my brother, he most likely beat everyone up.

"What happened, was it bad?" I didn't see him come home that night, but he was there in the morning. He never told me more. I never knew how bad Taylor was hurt. I don't know how bad the boys might be hurt.

He clears his throat, "They were kicking him... He was almost unconscious when I got there." I suck in a large breath. He talks more, trying to calm me down. "But it might not be that bad. I got a similar feeling the day before Taylor had his final exams, and I got concerned before I found out. You've never felt that before, so it might just be a small incident or an inconvenience. You won't know until both happen."

It does little to reassure me. It feels horrible, like something's terribly wrong but he's right, I don't know which it is. It may just be heightened because there are seven of them, but the feeling in the pit of my stomach tells me it's more serious.

It's not the same. So I really have no idea what is going on. Is one of them hurt, or all of them? Surely something would have been posted if an ambulance showed up at the venue. That's another thing keeping me from freaking out any more than I already am.

"Thank you Elijah. I really hope you're right-" Another surge happens, but this time everything around me changes. I gasp as new noises sound around me and the soft surface of the bed changes to cloth on a hard floor. I'm in a plain small room with only a chair, towels and some water bottles. And a cooler full of ice? In front of me is one of my seven soulmates, and he looks a few seconds away from passing out.

"Jungkook!" I drop my phone and grab his head. His strained eyes quickly open and look straight at me. "Baby, oh my god!" He's dripping in sweat, and his body temperature is stifling. I immediately grab a towel and dunk it in the ice. I swish it in the water down at the bottom before wringing it out.

"Did I pass out? Oh, the hyungs will be so mad." He stutters, staring at me. I ignore him and gently wrap his head in the towel. He flinches, but relaxes almost instantly. I place his head in my lap and grab the middle of his shirt, fanning it to bring some relief.

We stare into each others' eyes as I hear a voice in the background. "Alexis? How-" Sejin stops himself and gets up from the chair. I never even saw him there. He closes the door and locks it. "You have very bad timing, you know."

As soon as the immediate worry is gone and Jungkook is safe in my sights, though distressed, I realize my situation. I teleported again. Directly to the concert venue.

I remember the phone call and Elijah. Looking behind me, I see a sheet from the hotel bed on the floor and in the middle of it is my phone. I put the phone to my ear with one hand to hear Elijah repeatedly calling my name. "Hey bro. Can I call you back, I just teleported to Santiago." I say.

"You what? Alexis!" I hang up on him and look down at Jungkook.

He only looks slightly better. He's breathing heavily and looks to be in pain. "Hi love." I try to say cheerfully. His hand comes up to reach me, but I grab it with the one not fanning him and set it down before he can. "Don't move, stay still."

"You're actually here." He says amazed. I don't think he has enough energy to do much of anything. Did he go through an entire concert like this?

"I just couldn't stay away." I joke. His expression brightens. His eyes haven't left my face since the moment I teleported.

"I have a doctor on the way. The other members and all the staff know about his condition." Sejin informs me.

I nod silently. Despite my protests, Jungkook manages to reach my face. His hand cups my cheek and his thumb swipes at a tear I didn't know was falling. It pains me to see him like this. I grab it with both of mine and kiss his palm.

"I'm sorry." He says abruptly.

I stare at him shocked, "Sorry for what?" I honestly can't think of anything he should apologize for right now.

"For what I said at the dorm. I shouldn't have assumed you didn't care about us." He looks guilty.

It takes a minute for his words to register in my mind. I sigh gently and lean down to kiss his forehead through the towel. "You have nothing to apologize for."

"But-"

"If you want to make it up to me, rest. Get better so I can stop worrying, okay?" He looks at me in disbelief. Once he agrees, I give him a bright smile.

"That's so sweet." Sejin coos. We both look up quickly. I forgot he was there.

"Ah, young love."