BTS ONE SHOTS

SIREN | P.JM

"He's a Siren. Too beautiful and mesmerizing— and sometimes too much for his own good."

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DALYM SIN

"Areum! What's wrong?"

I knock furiously on her door, eyes wide. She'd been crying for the last hour— and I'd honestly seen her never cry. Not even when she'd broke up with her last boyfriend— just never.

She had a rock hard mental, and now I had no idea what had happened that had her sobbing in her room.

Finally the door swings open, revealing her messy state. Her beautiful face is all flushed with crying, her usually perfect hair ruffled everywhere. She sniffs, wiping her eyes.

"What's wrong. Tell me— I've never seen you act like this, Areum. Never."

So when I hear that it's a boy, I almost don't believe her. And then when I hear that the boy is a complete stranger who'd refused her asking of his number, I nearly lose it then and there.

"What's wrong with you?" I cross my arms, my expression genuinely curious. "You never do that. People ask for your number first! And why are you crying about this?"

"He was so beautiful, Dalym. He had the softest dark hair, and his eyes— his eyes. They're so blue, and I can swear that he's not wearing lenses."

My mouth drops when she keeps on gushing about this stranger. I'm so shocked— not because she was saying all these things, but because she was never the type of person to say these things.

Heck, she cared more about plants than boys— she'd never approach one willingly. They approached her.

"I'm going there again— tonight. I just want to see him one more time before I leave for the States tomorrow."

"I'm going with you." I cut her off, my expression serious.

If there was someone who'd drive her this far over— making her act like an absolute love struck teenager—

That someone shouldn't be able to exist in this world.

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"I don't see him." She says, sighing as she turns away from another man that comes to her. "Gosh— Dalym! Stop drinking so much!"

"This tastes amazing." I say, laughing drunkenly as I show her the colorful drink. "This is my new favorite from now on."

"Help me look!" She chides, and I finally groan, nodding. "Just tell me if you see the most beautiful person you've ever seen in your life. Because that's the one."

Taking another sip from the glass, I look around for the sake of her. My eyes roam lazily between the crowds of people dancing and laughing, not looking for particularly anything.

I take another sip, when I realize the glass isn't full anymore.

"Hold on, Areum." I mumble, stumbling to my feet. "I'm just going to get another one of this. And then I promise I'll really help you find him."

She just nods, her eyes fixed for someone I can't find.

Glass in my fingers, I make my way through the mass of people. I rub my temples when a sudden dizziness washes through my head— I'd just have to get one more drink.