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CHERRY BLOSSOMS & HYDRANGEAS

 She froze in her position, when the sound of his feet moving forward came audible to her ears. Closer and closer till there was only a mere meter left between them. Her perfume caused a little unfamiliar feeling to settle. His forehead exposed, a little of his hair then covering his crescent eyes, his bare neck covered with an intricate silver chain and the tattoos on his wrist were like edits coming to reality, he too was dressed in black head to toe, but unlike Daehye he radiated more of rich-heir vibes. "Do you have more champagne left?"

He dragged her out of her thoughts. Out of his addictive features, she turned her neck to her side all too suddenly and eyed the half empty bottle of champagne, "yeah, It's all yours." She handed him the bottle filled with golden fizzing liquid. Awkward silence surrounded both of them yet again.

"Thank you......." he said and passed her a smile and looked in her eyes once again wondering why he couldn't get enough of them. Meanwhile Daehye wanted to get out of the place as soon as possible, why cause she already stumbled across him and she didn't wanted to do it anymore- he traumatized her enough by raising her standard, well that was history but no- she didn't wanted to try anything after what happened two years ago.

"Soulmate!" a familiar voice stole their attention and the person in front hurried their steps to the man in front of Daehye.

"Jiminie." Said Taehyung, for a second Daehye wanted to believe that this all was a dream but now when Taehyung hugged him like an affectionate brother it was all too obvious. Park Jimin really was in front of her, he really did stare into her eyes and so did she. They both wanted to push each other away because of reasons they sometimes didn't understand themselves.

"This is Daehye." Taehyung eyed her and so did Jimin, "oh, so you're the infamous Daehye." she was thinking what was in these bangtan boys that they all knew her, why they found her familiar, it was so much to digest- standing in front of the members of biggest boyband of the world, multi billionaires, but still took out time to remember bout a woman like her? It was flabbergasting. Jimin moved his hand in the front and she shook it with full confidence to which he returned, it was as if they were trying to get aware of each other's thoughts and emotions through a mere handshake and were trying to overpower each other.

It was such a haze of swirling mixed emotions between the two, "I think you should leave her hand Jimin." Taehyung whisper yelled. "Jimin." This time it was more audible and Daehye slowly let go of his hand, the cold rings and the warmth of hands caused a weird sensation to settle.

"I'm sorry to disturb you two but can we move to the dinner table? It's time." Taehyung tapped on Daehye's wrist watch and wrapped his arm around her as a friendly move which she didn't mind. "Yep." she smiled at him and looked at Jimin.

"I have to make a call, I'll be down in a few minutes." He said urgently and turned to face the window, occasionally sipping the champagne directly from the bottle, the muscles tightening whenever he lifted his shoulders beneath the sensitive fabric of his shirt, before she could take a mental note of anything else she was already getting dragged downstairs.

Her black pumps made a click-clack sound as she descended downstairs, Byeol, Ara and Jungkook already waiting for them on the dining table. The table was covered with dishes which looked extravagant and way too mouth watering.

"Is there no one else?" Daehye asked Taehyung as he swept his head sideways twice, "the hyung- line had to go to Bangpd- nim, to talk about their enlistment and stuff. And I guess we- the maknae line has to make a studio album so yep we're on a break for sometime but busy too." sudden excitement flooded her veins, a maknae line studio album would actually be the end for all of the armys. "Is it too bad if I jump?" Daehye had a smile spread across her face, the one which wrinkles the corners of her eyes and the fact how they squinted.

Meanwhile Jimin was following Taehyung and Daehye, almost imperceptible. When all five of them were seated he decided to follow up and took a seat beside Byeol and was facing Daehye. There was something about her and if one might ask, it was because she was similar to someone he wanted to forget about. So it was all too bittersweet, how she smiled at Ara's small things, how she felt moved when someone made a move of gratitude towards her like when Jungkook told her to call him oppa and how Byeol blew her soup when she asked to taste some.

But why did her expressions change when she exchanged glances with him? As if she was trying to steal a look but how she wanted to avoid him? It was his first meet with her and he was so much at competition already.

"So Ara told me you're an Army too, who's your bias?" Jungkook asked, trying to initiate a group conversation, now all eyes were on Daehye.

"Well mine-" she was stopped mid-sentence, all thanks to Ara, "Park Jimin." she answered but received a pursed smile from her bestie which signaled that by leaking a thing she was sensitive of and that also in front of him she was kinda fucked.

"More of an OT7." Daehye said in a hurry, trying to hide a blush creeping its way on her pale skin, "I mean- its' kinda amusing how I'm dining with the people who helped me mentally a lot, thanks for that." Daehye said and continued, "and yes also thanks for raising my expectation I was not able to have my eyes on anyone except Park Jimin- ssi."

Jimin almost choked on his spit whereas Taehyung patted his back, Byeol and Ara just seeing how laid back she was. "Did I say something wrong? I mean but yeah that was a few years ago, for now I'm good like this." and yes she was good like this, rather than getting tangled in someone's mess she would rather prefer to stay alone, love was a thing she was scared to be in, but she wanted to be understood somewhere. But Park Jimin's hotness was too much for her to handle- even now, prolly for the rest of her life and even when she is a ghost.

"Uhm- I appreciate you appreciating me." Jimin stuttered while he saw her bite a macron, "of course." she said with her mouth full but made sure to cover it with her hand.

"So what is your concept for the studio album?" Byeol dragged the attention of the other five people, "guess yourself?" Jimin answered and Daehye scanned his expressions, lately what's been up with Jimin as much as she saw was kinda changed or altered; no doubt he still was goofy and no doubt he almost practically fell off his chair a few seconds ago, but his vibes, him saying he started gymming and reading literature for calming himself down, and so many more things kinda made things obvious and gave a bittersweet feeling.

"Bittersweet?" Daehye whispered to herself too drifted in her thoughts but to Jungkook her words were crystal clear, "right." he gave a soft pat on her head. "What did I say?" Daehye asked Jungkook and he turned to Byeol. "Dae guessed it right- we're going for a bittersweet theme, I mean its been way too long with the soft era, like it started half way with MOTS:7, dynamite, then saying I wanna fuck with you in a cute and soft way again in butter- I mean like we wanna bring the Blood Sweat and Tears era back but in a new way."

"So you're telling me that I'm gonna die and the same goes for millions of other armys." Ara commented whereas Jimin was nodding his head throughout the conversation. "It's been like what- eight years since that era, and I'm not having any immunity for something like that again." Byeol's eyes spoke of amusement while Daehye's jaw was on the floor.

Then started the fangirling, unfortunately only for the couple sitting with each other, a few minutes and the third wheelers were already cringing.

"Fuck it I'm gonna go get some air." Daehye said to herself and made her way out of the mansion and knew where her steps would take her, under the cherry blossom tree surrounded by the bushes of hydrangeas, the moonlight crest clear on the star-filled sky.

For a brief moment she breathed deeply, as if she would inhale and just lock the scent of the air. But the chilly air was kind of diverting her attention so she just took out her phone and tried to find a perfect angle- would be such a good aesthetic she thought to herself, first the mansion which kind of had the falling cherry blossom petals leaped and then she turned towards the tree and tried to get the moon and the tree in one picture, sadly the angle wasn't helping so she sat on her knees.

"This is therapy." She said to herself, "indeed." said another voice which made her almost lose the grip of the phone. "What the f-" she stopped mid-sentence as a blazer jacket got draped around her.

"You'll catch a cold." Jimin said as she turned her head, this time they were closer which wasn't helping much. "Why do you care?" she said sarcastically. He looked in her eyes for a second before pursing his lips and speaking again, "that's basic human behavior."

"That basic human behavior is seen rarely Park Jimin ssi." She buried her hands in her pockets and inhaled the scent of his cologne, "it's Jimin for you." Park Jimin, one hell of an amazing personality, soft-hearted, cute, hawt hot, sexy and what not- why the hell is he talking to me though? Was all Daehye could think of, and indeed he was her bias- it was unfamiliar to him but there was a time when she stanned him to death, thought of him when she closed her eyes or when she woke up. But now he was standing in front of her and she could hardly process anything.

"Thank you for this." She held the oversized jacket closer to her whilst Jimin just nodded, curiosity over flooding Daehye. "How do- I mean with all the sasaengs and stuff, don't they like to track you down?" she asked him whilst sitting down on the grass, caressing it with her hands.

"Idols these days have learned to camouflage so well that even sometimes the sasaengs have problems figuring them out." Jimin sat next to her and took the support of the tree trunk against his back. "I see."

And then again silence surrounded them but this time it was rather tranquil and serene. "Why do I have a strong feeling that you're into literature or poetry?"

"Why do I have a strong feeling that you've been stalking me for quite some time now?" Daehye whipped her head in his direction and squinted her eyes a little as Jimin's face got covered with an incredulous expression.

"So you are." he raised his index finger, unlike how they described his hands as 'cute and smol' they were actually having veins popping out of them. "Yeah."

"Still as a matter of confirmation, I would like to ask you to name a few poets." Jimin's words made her scoff, he was her bias and not her interviewer. "Barthes, Nicole Lyons, Neruda, the list is never ending sweetheart." The sweetheart radiated the rivalry vibes and Jimin was sure that he would return that to her.

"I wanna read Neruda's love sonnets." Jimin said while picking a twig and cracked it into two. "You haven't read love sonnets? Bro, that's like the most important thing to read." Daehye said in a sassful manner, but it didn't make him feel degraded but rather a way that he thought fuck this schedule, why haven't I read the sonnets till now when I'm following every poetry related page on my fake insta?

"But I understand with this schedule it's tough to even go and watch a movie with your friends." Now he was complaining why she understood- if she didn't maybe he would have had a way to avoid her but now that seemed tough to say at least.

The cherry blossoms suddenly blew faster because of the sudden wind swaying them, "there's a myth that you yield a lifelong lover if you catch a cherry blossom petal." Daehye muttered as a few petals fell in her lap.

"Caught thousands didn't yield one." Jimin said under his breath. "Maybe one more petal and then all those petals will accumulate into one person." Jimin didn't want to believe her even for a mere second but still raised his one hand in the air when she was looking at the hydrangeas, a soft thing caressing his hand yet again.

"I wish you the same." he said and looked at her brushing her hair off, "me? I don't think I will be perceived- I'm unfit for any human relationship. Anti- romantic." She was now really puzzling him and the same went for Daehye. The Jimin she saw on screen was a goofy human but turns out he was deeper than a void.

"Because you're afraid it will burn all of you but leave only ashes." she looked at him with amusement in her eyes, meanwhile he had a smile crept on his lips. How do you know? Why do you know? Yes they wanted to be mysteries but they kept untangling each other and maybe that's why a sense of rivalry was emerging.

"Yes, and with that I would leave you here- it's getting late and Ara is staying here so I hope we meet again."

"For sure, it was a nice time with you." What the two of them meant was due to personal reasons I would never like to see you again but at the same time I hope we run into each other. And maybe Jimin found the reason to run back to her again.

Little did they know that they would become each other's Sun, they would squint their eyes whenever they saw each other- but would complain when they were gone, on the days they were stronger- they would hide from each other and would not look at each other until they were leaving and then in the beauty of sunset they would wonder how they never saw each other before.

The night was beautiful indeed- but what was beautiful was their rivalry, their thoughts and maybe him, maybe he was beautiful, maybe she was beautiful. But they won't accept that until hell freezes over. 

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