I pressed my lips together, tears filling my eyes, and I blinked a few times trying to blink them away, but they rolled freely down my cheeks. I finally smiled, because I was happy that he seemed to be doing well, and I wanted him to believe that I was okay. But my heart ached so much.

~♡~

It ached with need. I needed to be near him, to smell his scent, feel his arms around me. I needed to feel his warmth, taste his lips, touch his cheek. I needed to see his beautiful eyes looking at me, hear his voice in my ear, telling me that everything would be okay.

But would it? Would I ever stop loving him, wanting him? Should I even try?

He was still looking at me, but the song was about to end, and the others were starting up the catwalk, to the main stage where they would thank everyone and take a final bow.

His eyes were full of warmth as he stared right into mine, and I wished so much that I could hear his voice. But the crowd was too loud, and I could only read his lips, and let my memory fill in the sound of his voice.

"Thank you, for showing me."

I broke down into tears as he stood, looking at me one last time before turning and running up the catwalk to catch up to the others.

My hands came up to cover my face, and seconds later I felt Sadie's arms around me. I tried to calm myself, but I only ended up crying harder as she hugged me.

I felt like my reason for living was getting farther and farther away. But there was nothing I could do. I wasn't that 20 year old girl anymore. I had to accept that no matter how I felt, the time I'd had with him was all I would get.

"Laney," Sadie said near my ear. "I don't know whats going on, and I don't know how it could even be possible, but I know somehow, something happened. I get the feeling that they all know you. But I respect your decision if you don't want to tell me. I don't need to know what, but at least admit that I'm not imagining it."

I dropped my hands from my face, crossing my arms above hers, my hands holding onto my shoulders. I looked at her, teary eyed, and wondered if I should tell her.

"Laney, I'm here for you, and I'll keep being here for you. You're the coolest adult I know, and I know you think of me as a kid, but if you need someone to talk to, It'll stay between us. I promise."

She looked into my eyes, and as I looked back, I knew I could believe her. She would keep my secret. I still didn't know If I wanted to tell her, but I felt a little better knowing that I could trust her if I decided I needed to talk about it.

I nodded.

"Sadie, thank you, really. I'm fine. I'm just...overwhelmed. This whole night has been amazing. I'll think about it, okay? There is something, it's just...I don't know if I'm ready to share it. But If I do decide to, you will be the one I talk to. You made this night happen, and maybe I owe it to you to be completely honest with you, but this isn't something that's easy to talk about. I just need some time."

"Okay Laney. I respect that. Just know that I'm here. Don't forget it, okay?"

I hugged her, and we looked up at the stage, seeing them all lined up, hand in hand, about to take a bow.

I tried really hard to smile. I was happy. Happy that I'd gotten to see him again. Happy that he'd recognized me, even though I thought I didn't want him to. Happy that he seemed to be okay. Happy that his smile appeared genuine.

I was happy. So why did my heart hurt so much?

They bowed, and started off the stage, waving at everyone. Taehyung and Jimin were the last ones to leave the stage, and the two of them walked up to a camera, their faces appearing on the big screen, and they both smiled. Jimin mouthed 'I love you army', then Taehyung said something, but I was sure I couldn't have read his lips correctly.

"Laney? Did you see that?"

I sucked in a breath, and looked at her.

"See what...?" I couldn't have seen what I thought I did. It was impossible.

"Tae...I swear he just said...I love you Delaney..."

I got a chill, goose bumps rising all over. He remembered my name. I felt a tightness in my chest, and I brought my hand up, covering my heart. I felt like I couldn't catch my breath all of a sudden.

"Are you okay Laney? Oh God, I think we should get you out of here."

Fireworks started going off, and there was a giant BTS logo rising from the center of the front stage. It was amazing, and I wanted to stay and watch it, but I knew Sadie was right. We stood there long enough for the lighted logo to rise to it's full standing height, and Sadie took a few pictures.

The crowds of people had started filing out, and being at barricade meant we would be one of the last ones out. She grabbed my arm, holding on tightly as we looked to see which direction seemed best to go. We were kind of right in the middle.

Sadie started to walk, keeping me close to her, and we were steps away from reaching the aisle.

"EXCUSE ME...EXCUSE ME, MISS..."

Sadie and I both turned at the sound of someone calling out, only to see the security guard that had been near us inside the barricade, waving his arm and looking right at me.

Sadie looked at me in surprise, and I looked at the guard. He waved me over. I felt a little lightheaded, so I pulled Sadie with me, not ready to let go of her just yet.

"Yes?" I thought maybe I had dropped something as we were leaving, and he was trying to get my attention to return it. I immediately raised my hand to make sure my bracelet was still on my wrist, sighing when I saw it, and felt the charms dangling against my skin.

"You're Delaney, right?"

My breath caught. I nodded.

"I was asked to give this to you."

He stuck his hand out, and in it was an envelope. It had writing on the outside that simply said 'Delaney'.

I swallowed, taking the envelope from him.

Sadie was looking at me, wide eyed, and I pressed my lips together, knowing I would need to tell her something.

"Thank you" I said to the gaurd, and he nodded, turning and walking away.

Sadie was staring between me, and the envelope in my hand.

"Let's get out of here, then I'll tell you," I breathed out.

We started walking, and fortunately, most of the crowd had cleared out by then. We were at the car within 20 minutes, climbing in to head back to the room.

Sadie drove, and I sat in the seat next to her, looking at the envelope, the hand that was holding it visibly shaking.

Neither one of us said a word the whole drive back to the hotel, me sitting tense in my seat and Sadie concentrating on the road and all the post concert traffic. Sadie parked the car, and we got out, making our way to the door to our room, Sadie swiping the card and letting us in.

I sat on the end of my bed, looking at my name, knowing that it was Tae's handwriting. I'd seen it several times while we'd been working, because there were times the guys would take turns writing on a whiteboard when they had tasks that had to be divided between them, and they would write everything down on the board to make it easier to remember who was going to be responsible for what..

"Aren't you going to open it?"

My eyes met hers, and as soon as they did, she came over and sat next to me, her arm going around me.

"Laney, you look terrified. Please tell me what's going on."

"I should tell you before I open this, because depending on what it says, I may not be able to tell you anything after I read it."

"You can tell me anything. Everything stays right here, between you and I. I promise."

"I know. I trust you. I wasn't going to ever tell anyone, but I think I need to. I need to tell someone about it, otherwise I'm afraid it'll start to feel like it never really happened."

I set the envelope down next to me on the bed, hoping to stop the shaking of my hand, but if I was honest, all of me was shaking.

"I don't even know where to start." I attempted a laugh, but it sounded forced.

"It's okay, say whatever you have to say, it's not going to change what I think of you Laney. I would never judge you, I respect you too much."

"I know sweetie. This is just really hard to talk about. Also, there's a chance that you may not believe me."

She tilted her head, looking at me in disbelief.

"You just got an envelope with your name on it, I'm assuming from none other than Kim Taehyung, and he said he loved you, on the big screen, I clearly read his lips, he said your name. After all that, trust me, I will believe whatever you tell me."

I smiled, and reached for her hand, giving it a squeeze.

"Okay. It's going to sound confusing, the timeframe of it all. You're probably going to wonder where 30 days went, and to be honest, I don't know, as far as you, and your parents, and Jason are concerned. I can't explain that part, so just try not to let it worry you."

She raised her eyebrows at me, and I decided to just continue.

"Sadie, I don't know how aware you are of whats been going on between Jason and I, the fact that he wasn't working, for quite some time, and that left me responsible for everything financially, as well as everything that needed to be done at home. It's been rough, and honestly, I haven't been happy for a long time."

She nodded. "I kinda knew that."

"I thought you might. Well, ever since you introduced me to BTS, things got better for me. Not my relationship with Jason, but my relationship with myself. They helped me be so much more positive. No matter how hard things were, listening to them, letting them be there for me when I needed a smile, using them to brighten my day, it all made such a difference. They brought me happiness."

She smiled.

"You're the one that told me Taehyung was my bias, but I'm sure I would have figured it out. He became so important to me. I needed to see him, hear his voice, let his beautiful personality warm my heart, because it made me feel so much better. He made every day a day that I looked forward to. It didn't take me too long to realize that I seemed to have feelings for him. It scared me, because I knew I shouldn't. I felt like a creepy old lady, preying on a gorgeous young man. I started wishing that I was 20 years old, and that I lived in Korea, because imagining it that way made me feel a bit better."

She was watching me, curiousity clear in her eyes.

"Sadie, to make a long story short, I went for a walk, met God, and he granted me a wish. He gave me 30 days. Of course, I wished to be 20, and live in Korea. I also wished to be Taehyungs girlfriend."

I saw her swallow, and I knew she must be having a difficult time accepting what I'd said.

"I woke up the next day in a tiny apartment in Seoul, 20 years old. Before I knew it, there was a lady at my door, ready to usher me to my new job as a stylist for Big Hit Entertainment, a stylist for Kim Taehyung."

Her jaw dropped, and she stared at me. Her face paled a bit, and I felt bad for putting her in the position of having to decide if she believed me or not.

"Sadie, I'm sorry. I know this is hard to believe. I don't have to continue if you'd rather I didn't."

She shook her head.

"No, I do believe you. I believe you because of what happened at the concert, because of the letter next to you. I don't want you to stop. I'm shocked, yes, because in any other circumstances, I can't say that I would believe it. But I do. I know you're telling me the truth."

I nodded, still feeling bad, but continuing.

"I couldn't believe it myself. I almost passed out when I saw him for the first time." I smiled at the memory. "He caught me, and carried me to a couch. If he hadn't, I'd have been on the floor."

She smiled, covering her mouth with her hand. I chuckled.

"It was an experience, that's for sure. But anyway, I spent 30 days there, in Seoul, getting to know Kim Taehyung, being his stylist, falling even more in love with him, becoming his girlfriend, and living a dream come true. It was only spoiled by the fact that I knew exactly why I was there. I knew how long I had. I knew that once I returned, I would remember everything. He would also remember everything, so I had to choose whether to tell him about my wish, or just let him wonder where I was when my time came to return, and I disappeared from his life."

"Oh my God Laney. That doesn't sound fair at all. I'm so sorry."

"No, it really wasn't fair. Of course, I had to tell him. I didn't want him to think I'd just left with no explanation. But imagine how he felt to find out that I was only there because of a wish I made."