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{Who he is}
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Lights.

Cigar.

Drunk couples.

Loud music.

Your eyes roam around the area you were at, you had no idea of. Yours eyes roamed and roamed, and finally decided to stop and stare at the bar.

A club.

You were at a club.

But what am I doing here?

You couldn't remember anything, as if nothing happened.

What even happened?

Cold breeze danced on your skin and you looked at your attire.

High-waisted shorts, a white top, and a large jacket on top.

Yours eyes once again roamed around the club, to search for a known face, heck! Even Jungkook at this moment would be a great help!

No where near the bar, no where near the couch—then where?

You slowly made your way through the drunk crowd, and to the dance floor which was surrounded by a enormous amount of people.

Your breath hitched when you reached the front.

One person was dancing, with all of its heart poured it. So many emotions.
The body roll, the wave, and the way he enjoyed it.

Beautiful.

Your eyes met his for a moment, and then, he was smiling at you.

Your heart seemed to flutter.

He walked to you and offered a hand, an ethereal smile on his face.

"Dance with me?" he asked.

"I don't know how to dance as good as you, Hoseok." you spoke so seductively, as if it wasn't you, but you were there physically.

He smirked, "I will teach you, baby. Join me."

With a smile back you joined him, his large hands wrapping around your slender ones immediately.

He pulled you closer and wrapped an arm around your waist.

Everything felt so good, but something was off.

He twirled you around, before bringing you closer to him again.

Why does it not feel right to me?

Your brows furrowed, probably feeling uneasy.

"Hoseok?" you softly called.

"Yeah?" he replied, twirling you around again.

"How so you feel right now?"

He placed his chin on your shoulder, before replying, "Like it's a daydream."

You turned around in his arms and cupped his face.

"Why does it feel so wrong? Like its not supposed to be happening?" you asked.

"Because it's not happening."

Your eyes widen, "What?"

"It's a dream, Ji-ae." he leaned closer, his lips hovering over yours.

"It's a dream?" you repeated his words, enchanted by his looks.

He nodded, "It's a Dream."

You leaned more closer, to feel his lips against yours.

But he moved back.

A grin was tugged at his lips, which looked rather sad.

"I need to go, Ji-ae."

You held his hand, now the club vanishing into black holow of darkness. Your eyes widen, you shook your head while replying, "You aren't leaving me alone, Hoseok!"

He moved closer again, cupping your face, "You need to wake up."

"Huh?"

He touched his forehead with yours, "Wake up."

Your body jolted awake, and you gasped for air. Your throat felt day and you needed water.

Coughing so hard, your body fell on the side and a hard impact hit on your left side.

You had fell on ground.

You tried to open your eye-lids, which felt heavy.

You could hear someone calling your name, and cradle your body, shaking it lightly.

Someone tapped your cheek, trying to gain your attention.

"Ji-ae? Please wake up."

"Hoseok...?" you slowly and softly mumbled, trying to focus your blurry vision.

It was a black head, not so familiar.

"Ji-ae, you awake?"

You nod, "Yeah..."

Your vision finally cleared, and you were finally able to recognise who was the person.

Your eyes widened, "Taehyung?"

He sighed in relief, "Thank god, you're Okay. I almost had an heart attack."

You sat up, and looked around your surroundings, "Where are we? Where's Hoseok?"

Taehyung's gaze saddened, and you furrowed brows.

"What? Answer me—"

For the first time, you noticed the bruises on Taehyung's face and the trail of dried up blood running down his left side of head.

You looked down to your ownself to see, your jacket was torn, and so were your jeans.

You looked up at Taehyung, dread filling your system, "Taehyung...what happened?"

He slowly licked his lips, before looking you in the eyes, "They tried to molest you—"

You stopped breathing, and everything froze for a while.

"—But I stopped them, and got hit in return." he scoffed with a smile.

You looked down on the floor.

"I have no idea where we are, where Hoseok is, or what he is doing." Taehyung spoke at he looked up at the roof.

"All I know is, I am stuck here in a warehouse, probably, with you as a responsiblity on my shoulders, and I can't happen to fail you." he sighed.

I looked up at him, "Why am—"

"Because you are too young to take care of yourself in these situations, Ji-ae. Jimin always made sure you would never have to even think of these situations." he looked at me dead in the eyes.

Where is this even coming from?

"H—"

"The numerous amount of times you have changed your house—you are the reason behind it. Jimin couldn't rest at a shoot just because he is worried about you. His fame and fortune could cost him his siblings. As a older brother, he had always wanted you two to get whatever you had always wanted."

"But he sure didn't think of it when he took me away from Hoseok." you scoffed.

"It's because it was right in his eyes, Ji-ae. As the only sister, he wanted you to have a better future, a better partner. You know, Jimin wouldn't have done this if Hoseok was not what he is."

"What is Hoseok? Just a hu—"

"No. That's not for me to tell."

"Stop cutting me in between, Taehyung!" you raised your voice.

"You can't walk by yourself, and heck—you can't even breathe by yourself! How do you expect Jimin to let you with a guy who can't live by himself, Huh?!" Taehyung yelled back.
Your eyes widened, "What?"

Taehyung looked away, a bitter expression on his face, "I guess it's time for the secrets to be out."

You nodded, "It's time."

You looked down, as tears poured out, before looking at Taehyung again.

"It's about time I know who really Jung Hoseok is."

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Oh my...

Fucking God.

Black Swan!

—Aurora!