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2- An Angel's Care

It's been 4 weeks since I save Taehyung's life. Yes, he's really the Kim Taehyung or V from BTS. I know you're going to say I'm probably crazy or I'm too fond of Taehyung until my brain cracks open and starts visualizing unnatural things to myself. Well, angels are beyond natural, they're supernaturals.

So, maybe.

"You shit down, I help you," insists Taehyung while he watches me with his beautiful lips pouting. To be honest, this is already the 99th time he's been asking me to let him help because my bags look heavy to him.

"It's okay, Taetae. I can carry them. You just have to follow me." If I have to note, we're having this conversation when I'm walking out of the campus alone. Hence, I'm assured that there isn't any witness noticing me talking to thin air and even call it 'Taetae'. As Taehyung has mentioned that he's injured and is unable to return to his second home – the BTS dorm, I've suggested him to follow me back to my own home instead.

**Flashback 회상 starts**

"Sseonghami eotteoke doesimnikka?" The angel asked politely for my name as we settled down on where he was witnessed. The downpour hadn't stopped but it somehow was calming. Staring up to the dark sky, I took a deep breath and heaved out a sigh.

"Heidi-imnida," was what I'd answered. "You're BTS Taehyung, am I right?" The angel's eyes were round in slight surprise before his face settled into a warm smile. He nodded upon my question with a soft hum, fluttering my inner calmness that kept me from fangirling crazily.

People might have thought that I'm an extremely lucky girl to meet this beautiful being by chance. Needless to say that I can even meet him in my own country. However, although having a chance to see him this close was overwhelming me, I have to say that being able to see him in non-human form, was suffocating me as this wasn't what I'd expected ever since I'd become an ARMY.

Slowly, Taehyung's wings were folded and they shrank, until there were only two obvious scars displayed on his back.

"So where do you live?" I asked.

After hearing my question, what he did was just shaking his head and then, he raised his head to look at the sky. The rain had stopped, leaving ticking and tapping droplets to drop from the roof like tears. Subconsciously, I followed his gaze and eventually saw a big, shining star. A wishing star.

With my eyes becoming wide in astonishment, I turned back to the fallen angel as he closed his eyes with his fingers clasping tightly together. Feeling blessed, I braced my right cheek with my palm as I watched him making a wish silently. Until his eyes were opened, they'd turned back to black.

To normal.

That was the first time I saw an angel wishing, crying, bleeding and wailing all at a time with my own eyes. The memories kept replaying in my head without stopping, thereby dizzying me. Such sight should be sealed with a photograph and kept forever in my phone, but unluckily for me, I'd left it in the girl's dorm.

Therefore, I turned towards my second precious chance. Turning back to the sky, I mirrored Taehyung's action and made a wish too, hoping for unstoppable and uncountable good lucks in the rest of my life. I knew this wish was obviously naïve, because there would be obstacles blocking one's life every day no matter how hard the person had wished for good luck. I believe this is the challenge given by God, and this is how they train us to be strong and indestructible.

After making another wish, I opened my eyes and heaved out a longing sigh. However-

"Ah CHoo," I sneezed due to the cold weather. And that I swore I'd tried my best to cover my mouth but it's too late. As a result, Taehyung eyed me in an awkwardly funny expression as I glared back at him. Obviously, I'd scared him. I'd scared the angel. Without giving a hint, he put his warm big hands over mine while I'm rubbing my palms.

"Jigeum gwaen chanha yo (Are you okay now)?" He asked with a concerned look and I nodded in response.

"Gomapda (Thank you)," I thanked him with a warm smile and Taehyung smiled back, driving away the entire coldness surrounding me. "I can't risk letting you return with your injured wings, Tae-oppa." I gestured at him and he seemed to understand, because I remembered he'd nodded. "So how can I hide you?" I asked, as I assume there would be utter chaos happening in this school when all Taehyung's fans discovered his presence.

Then, I had to run out of my guts with him while finding places to hide at the same time. The whole school may tumble down and I would never graduate in the end. That was why I had to ask him. Taehyung lifted up my left hand gently with his thumb rubbing on my wristband, saying, "Use this."

I looked at him in confusion, until he faced upwards while closing his eyes. His body glowed at the same time and his body turned translucent, making the wristband glow together with him when he entered it. After some times, the faint glow faded away and that was the most unusual night for me among all those boring study weeks.

**Flashback 회상 ends**

I open my eyes as I find myself fallen asleep during the return to Johor. Johor is my home and my house is located behind my father's shop. Looking down to my wristband, I touch it gently and smile. Taehyung must be exhausted after helping me to carry those bags.

I wonder what angels dream.

Although there are only a few vehicles on the highway, they are moving fast, as if the drivers are running out of time to reach their destinations. Coincidentally, my father is also driving with a rather fast speed as well. Sticking onto my usual habit, I stare up to the sky and observe its change throughout the journey occasionally.

Feeling bored, I switch on my phone and start scrolling through the social media. Then, I won't forget to put on the phone's camera and aim it at my wristband. To my surprise, the screen reveals Taehyung's sleeping figure, as if he's lying on my lap but in reality, there's nothing can be seen.

As the orange sunlight hits his face, his eye lashes trace out delicate shadows under his eyelids, decorating it. In the meantime, his blonde hair streams elegantly through the cool air. Without further hesitation, I press on the shutter button, hoping to take a shot of him.

But the picture is just... normal.

There're no signs or clues of Taehyung appearing in the picture which is kind of disappointing me.

Heaving out a soft sigh, I keep the phone back into my pocket and slump back on the seat to continue my sleep. This will be a long journey until I finally reach home.

First updated: March 26, 2017.
Last edited: July 2, 2017.
Latest edit: August 5, 2018.