We were like fallen angels; we had to suffer for something we had no fault in, something that was out of our control. I always believed that everything happened for a reason. Whether we thought that reason was good or not, it didn't matter. It never did actually. Throughout my life, I had to see things change drastically, had to go through the phase of accepting changes without knowing why I had to I deal with them. Both Taehyung and I couldn't understand why everything had to go upside down that way, especially that it was the first time our country had to go through such an extreme series of disasters.

First, the main tsunami hit, transforming our once modernized country into nothing but muddy, grassy lands with nothing to carry but contaminated, salty water and building debris.

Second, another strong earthquake hit causing the already contaminated tsunami water to overflow from the roads and onto the muddy land, washing more objects and people along with it.

Third, a relatively minor earthquake (which we desperately hoped to be the last) occurred, causing cracks to appear on the surface of the ground and sped up the water that flowed in what were previously called roads.

I didn't know how many humans died by the end of the third disaster, but I was sure that they were many. If the third earthquake had killed most of the remaining survivors, then I sure did feel thankful for being alive. Thinking about it that way helped me feel better about myself and about life in general, how it didn't give up on me despite the fact that it gave my heart a sudden strong blow. I considered myself to be extremely lucky and so all I wished for was to remain that way.

I rested my back against the trunk that Taehyung was sleeping on, my eyes finding nothing special to look at but my friends: the stars. To me, there was nothing more beautiful at that moment other than sitting there, enjoying the wind and the view of the night sky while having Taehyung's cute, faint snores sound like a whole, sweet melody.

The wind was gentle, blowing against my irritated skin as softly as possible and acting as the cue to my hair to start swaying on my cheeks which played the role of the polished floors of a ball, except that my cheeks weren't polished at all.

I felt like something moved to my right, so I rotated my head slightly only to find Taehyung's arm dangling from the trunk, his long, thin fingers touching the edge of the grass. A slight smile formed on my face at seeing him sleep so peacefully. He seemed too tired to me, so the fact that he was finally resting made me feel something very indescribable, something you could only feel and not describe with mere words.

"You are so nice," I heard Chung Ae suddenly say, catching me off guard.

"Oh, it's you," I replied with relief.

He scoffed while walking towards me, hands dusting each other from the dirt, his face still raised slightly towards the sky.

"Who else could it be?" He asked as he sat down a couple of meters away from me, his legs crossed comfortably. I didn't react to his question, neither did I find it in myself to look at him so I just lowered my head and started fiddling with the grass, pulling them gently out of their roots.

None of us had anything to say to the other, so we just sat quietly, doing our best to not have any forms of awkward eye contact. In contrast to Taehyung, I didn't know anything about Chung Ae and I wasn't willing to do any introductories because all I wanted to hear was Taehyung's cute snores. Despite not wanting to interrupt my ears' desire of hearing the sound it favoured the most, a small reminder of a sentence Taehyung had said back when he pulled me out of the water made me curious.

Why was he a hero? How did he save Taehyung?

Just as I was about to open my mouth to speak up, Chung Ae was quick to break the silence himself by asking," How did you know that he needed it?"

I raised my head up to look at him, but was only faced with his side profile as he was still admiring the beauty of the stars.

"It was obvious that he felt suffocated. Keeping him like that would've only made him feel worse about himself and about everything in general," I replied, hands still doing their undesired job of pulling at the muddy grass beneath them.

Despite what I told Chung Ae, I still thought that me allowing Taehyung to breath again was coincidental. Remembering how relieved he was after he started breathing again made me smile involuntarily. It made me realize that I had actually succeeded in partially healing someone. It was only the first step.

His head suddenly turned in my direction, his eyes just staring in mine for a reason that I couldn't decipher. What was he feeling at that moment? Why was he looking at me that way? I didn't know at all.

"Do you not need such a chance as well?" He asked me, eyes suddenly becoming soft.

I let a faint smile form on my face before I lowered my head again, this time looking directly at the muddy piece of cloth that was wrapped around my injury. Chung Ae didn't know me at all and I didn't know him either, so opening up to him about how I truly felt at that moment wasn't really something that I wanted to do. I knew deep down that if I took a chance to open up, I would eventually end up running my mouth and I didn't want that.

A sigh escaped my mouth as I shook my head at him in response," No. If I wanted to cry, I would've done it a very long time ago."

I could sense that he was looking at me for a moment before his head turned back up towards the night sky, a neutral expression forming on his face. I took this chance to look at him and contemplate whether I should ask him what I wanted to know or not.

"From the way you are looking at me right now, I can tell what kind of question you want to ask me. So I'm going to tell you one thing. I know this doesn't make sense to you at all. And trust me, it still won't even after I explain to you," he said out of nowhere as though he was actually capable of seeing through my eyes. 

Ask him. Now is the time.

"I know this isn't exactly the right time to be conversing, and I couldn't ask Taehyung anything because I didn't want to add up to his problems, but I just can't help but wonder. How did you save me? It was as though you were waiting for my arrival," I finally asked him, eyes twinkling with anticipation as I waited for his answer.

"It won't make sense," he replied, his eyes still wandering in the sky, looking at everything but me.

"It seems as though you are underestimating my cognitive abilities, but it is safe to tell you that I'm actually smarter than you think I am," I answered him.

I heard a scoff exit his mouth and the tip of his lip rose slightly, indicating that he probably doubted whatever I told him. His head turned to my direction, his eyes giving me a skeptical look. The way he eyed me made me frown and I was on the verge of getting triggered.

He looked at me for a long while before I lost it and said," I'm not going to beg you to tell me anything. I was just asking. If you don't want to tell me, then don't."

"Okay. I won't," He said, his answer catching me off guard and for some reason my heart started beating faster. It was at that moment that I actually started getting mad at his behaviour.

"You-" I was about to say, but the shock rendered me speechless, leaving me with widened eyes and a slightly hanging jaw.

He laughed slightly before saying," Ah, look at you. Such a tease."

I stared at him with fire burning in my eyes. My maddening heart beats were driving me crazy, and I couldn't hold myself from erupting," Listen. I had to hold myself back from reacting to your behavior regarding Jimin's situation because you are older than me, and now I'm having to deal with this rude attitude of yours, so don't be surprised if I end up disrespecting you!"

I looked at him eagerly, waiting to see what kind of reaction he was going to give me, but before he could start talking, a strong gush of wind was sent blowing in our direction. The two of us looked up at the sky and noticed that the clouds turned dark grey, giving our surroundings a more gloomy look. A raindrop fell from the sky and onto my cheek, so I lowered my head and raised a finger to wipe it off.

Chung Ae raised his hand towards the sky and waited for the impact of the raindrop with his skin. Once he got what he was waiting for, he immediately rubbed his hand against his pants and stood up.

"We have to move or else we will drown if this place gets flooded," he said and walked over to Taehyung.

My eyes widened at his statement and I was fast to react,"But-"

"No buts. I'm not ready to die here," he said and then proceeded waking Taehyung up. He stood behind me and started tapping on Taehyung's shoulder rapidly.

There was nothing I could do at that moment but hold Chung Ae's leg and push it away violently, hoping that it would cause him to lose balance and fall.

"What are you doing?! Leave him alone! We aren't going anywhere without Jimin!" I shouted at him, but he proceeded tapping on Taehyung's shoulder.

Taehyung's eyes fluttered opened, and I was pretty sure that the first thing that he noticed was the fact that it was raining because he woke up alerted at the feeling of water near his face. He sat up straight immediately and started rotating his head all around him rapidly, trying to comprehend what was going on.

"What is going on?!" He asked us, concern taking over his tone.

"We have to leave," Chung Ae answered on my behalf.

Taehyung's eyes widened and it seemed as though he was ready for a fight because I was capable of seeing raging fires in his eyes,"We can't leave! We didn't find Jimin yet!"

"Taehyung. Do you know what will happen if we stay here and it rains heavily? This whole place will drown. Look at the water level next to us! We can't stay here!" Chung Ae started shouting, but I wasn't about to give in. Taehyung didn't seem like he was going to leave without a fight either.

"But Jim-" I started but got interrupted by a frustrated Chung Ae.

"Jimin could already be dead! You said his torso was deeply injured! There is probably no way he would've been able to swim. And, if he is in there by any chance to come and get you, he will die!" Chung Ae erupted, leaving Taehyung and I terrified. I was pretty sure that the first thing Taehyung did after hearing what Chung Ae had to say was the image of Jimin drowning or just dying anywhere because his breath became uneven and his body started trembling again. I couldn't really tell if the water running down his cheeks were tears or raindrops, but it didn't look good either way.

The sight of Taehyung all angry and sad made my blood boil inside of me, and the coldness my body felt couldn't ease the boiling.

We can't give up on Jimin. We just can't.

My fists curled into a tightly sealed ball, and my knuckles turned white. I looked up at Taehyung and his jaw was clenched really hard, showing the amounts of eruptions that were inside of him. I couldn't even imagine the amount of pain he was going through.

Losing a brother is not easy. He isn't only a brother, but a part of him: his soulmate.

"I'm not leaving Jimin. Not again! Tell him Taehyung! Tell him that we will stay even if it meant that we will have to die!" I shouted with fury, but my words were followed by silence. Taehyung's fists were clenched really hard as he stared at the ground, most probably stirring all possibilities inside his head.

"There is nothing to think about Taehyung! Let's just w-" I started after feeling like he was taking too long to make a decision to which the answer was clear.

"Fine. We will move," he said, causing my mouth to drop open in shock.

"T-Taehyung," I stuttered, eyes extremely wide with tears decorating the edges. He looked down at me all of a sudden and I could see through his eyes that he made this choice forcefully. His eyes were a mess. They hid a lot of things that I couldn't interpret. When it came to him looking into my eyes directly, Taehyung couldn't. I knew that he couldn't because he felt vulnerable at that moment and didn't want me to read through him.

"Chung Ae is right. We can't stay here," He said, eyes twinkling due to his accumulated tears, his lips quivering because of his strong determination to not cry.

"Taehyung, he is your bro-" I shouted but got interrupted by a frustrated Taehyung.

"He is MY brother! No one loves him as much as I do! But we have to leave! I'm not betraying him! But if he were here, he would've asked me to make this choice too!" He shouted and then let out all his anger onto his fists. His knuckles turned pure white, whiter than milk itself.

He is right. No one loves Jimin as much he does, but he is leaving him.

"I can't believe you," I said through gritted teeth, my head shaking with disapproval at his decision.

His eyes. His eyes are showing that his heart is mourning over the death of his brother. He believes that Jimin is dead.

"Taehyung, he isn't dead! He is still alive! I-I don't know much, but I'm sure that-" I let out, but suddenly felt suffocated.

The oxygen in the air seemed to be running out and my eyes were filling up with hot tears.

I just sat there in silence until I heard the sky roar.

"We have to move. Are you coming?" Chung Ae asked me, but I couldn't answer. I was busy staring at the water in front of me. It was moving very rapidly due to the wind.

I imagined myself being in there with fractured ribs. Holding my breath under water was difficult enough without having fractured ribs, and if Jimin decided to jump, then he was most probably dead just like Chung Ae had predicted.

I found myself nodding at nothing and just stood up.

"I'm coming," I said without looking at anyone and limped my way ahead of Taehyung. I made sure to bump my shoulders roughly against his to show how angry I was at him.

I'll make sure to find you. I don't know how, but I will, even if I had to do it alone.

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