Kiss me...

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"Yeah, he's asleep now, we arrived at the hotel about 4 A.M, Taehyung didn't sleep on the airplane at all, so he was really tired."

Deiji: "You should take a rest too Dallia, don't stay up all night, I've noticed your sleep is pretty much messed up these days."
I could feel she was upset, even on the phone.

"Don't worry, I will. I'm just a little bit overwhelmed with everything. I wasn't ready to come to California. I don't know if I could handle this competition."

The competition was not my main problem. I was still thinking about the serial killer and the fact that someone left those creepy words on my mirror. Was it possible that I was just mistaking the reality with my nightmares?

No...It was impossible. I definitely saw those words, written by blood on my mirror.
The mysterious box as well. What about that? Mrs. Sue could witness it.

All I knew was that someone was watching me, stalking me, following me. Every step of mine has been observed by someone recently who apparently had some kind of serious issues with me.

Deiji: "I'm sure you can do it. You're doing really well, and I'm really proud of you. Just-"
Someone's yelling and shouting interrupted our conversation. The voice was really familiar to me... Was it Jungkook?

"What happened Deiji? Who's yelling? Is everything ok?" I was constantly asking Deiji questions as an anxiety feeling washed over my chest, rolling down my stomach, causing me to bend over a little to prevent the feeling of throwing up.

Deiji: "Um... It's just... It's nothing, you don't need to be worried about this. I will talk to you later."
I knew she was lying. Before that I could open my mouth, she hung up, leaving me alone with my disturbing feelings.

Was really Jungkook there? I was sure that was his voice. What was he doing there? Why was he screaming? I decided to call him.

After staring at the screen of my phone without blinking for a few minutes, I gave up, putting my phone on the bedside table, pushing my hair all the way back in frustration. He didn't answer and that made me even more anxious.

Everything was going so fast. I couldn't even understand myself. Dating Taehyung, being close with Jungkook, going out with them, having friends, being so kind and calm towards them. What was happening with my personality? Was I the same person who never trusted anyone? Was I the same Dallia who was so attached to her miserable life and she would be satisfied just to dig deeper into the grave which she made it herself and lie in it. I didn't even dare to admit to myself that I was changing slowly.
The way that I've never thought it would be possible for me.

California wasn't helping me to get away from these things either. I thought I was going to be more relaxed as soon as I arrive in California but I was terribly wrong. Since we stepped out of the airport, my thoughts were trailing over my head, having a marathon to win over each other in making me go crazy. Ugh...

I looked out of the window as the snow started to fall down in a beautiful rhythm.
The snow was polar-white. The flogging squalls of winter blew loudly. Screeching winds occasionally rose up. When they died, a tomb-like silence haunted the land. Flint-grey skies oversaw the street. The bleak skies were depressing. Winter smothered the ground with its vice-like grip.

Taehyung: "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
A husky voice made me slip out of my thoughts and I turned around, facing the sleepy Taehyung staring at me like a winter bear, rolled up with a blanket.

"I couldn't sleep, Sorry I didn't let you sleep."
I guess he woke up because of my voice, speaking with Deiji on the phone.

Taehyung: "No, you didn't, Come here,"
He said, opening his arms for me.

I lied down, burying my face in his chest. He smelled like strawberry.
"Taehyung, I'm scared."

His warm hands rubbing against my back, he mumbled in my ear.
Taehyung: "Of what?"

"Everything, What If something bad happens?"

My eyes traveling over his neck to his eyes, I stared at him like a lost soul. He was my source of peace. I know it seemed really soon to think about him that way but I couldn't care less. I liked him and I wasn't going to lie to myself anymore.

Taehyung: "What if it doesn't happen? Why are you thinking about the worst possibilities?"

"I don't know,"

Taehyung: "I know," he placed his fingers on my temple massaging it gently, "Just close your eyes and listen to my voice."

I closed my eyes, resting my hands on his chest. He pulled himself closer to me, whispering slowly in my ear, making me paralyzed.

Taehyung: "You're a little star in the sky, Did you forget? Far, far away from here. You dance every night in your crystal dress, sprinkling your glittery magic on the earth. That's the only thing you should be concerned about."

He was smoothly making me calm down second by second. I no longer was able to hear his voice because I was drifting to dreamland slowly.

Kim Taehyung was my favorite magician. Yes, he was my magician.....

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My boots crunched through the powdered snow. They detonated like Christmas crackers every time my feet hit the ground. The world around me was imprisoned in a glair-white silence. Nothing sounded, nothing stirred, nothing sang. Winters slavering fangs had come and gone. Its lacerating winds had stripped the last leaves from the trees, leaving them naked and brooding in a harsh world. They were wrapped in their surgical coats now, groaning under the weight of the snow.

I must say California was beautiful but not my type. Taehyung decided to take me to a restaurant which he said was best known as a great place for a romantic night. I couldn't disagree. I was kind of bored.

Since we arrived here, we didn't do anything much and slept almost all day.  We have our first meeting with the tutor tomorrow morning, so we should be ready for representation.

We stepped into the luxury restaurant which was very nicely designed with rose gold wallpapers and cherry blossoms all over the place. The aroma of various foods and expensive perfumes tickled my nose and flew down to my lungs, making me sneeze twice.

Taehyung: "You sneeze like a cute kitten."
He giggled while pulling out the chair for me to sit down.

I sat down, looking at my phone, in case Jungkook had been calling me back but nothing yet. Taehyung picked up the menu, looking at it while humming.

Taehyung: "Kusshi oysters with butter, Ummm..., sturgeon caviar, Spot prawn with asparagus. What do you think?"

"It's ok with me."

Taehyung: "Are you sure? We can order something else if you don't like this."
His eyes searching my face, he handed me the menu.

"No, I really like seafood, let me choose our dessert."
I looked at the menu, my mind roaming somewhere else. What if something bad happened to Jungkook?

"Chocolate souffle."

Taehyung: "Then chocolate souffle it is."
He pressed the little button on the table and a few minutes later the waiter appeared in front of us, greeting us politely. Taehyung gave him our orders and leaned back after he left.

Taehyung: "What's wrong baby? You seem distracted."

I tasted my sparkling champagne which the waiter brought earlier.
"Nothing, I'm enjoying my time with you."

His full cherry lips stretched into a wide smile, glancing at me like I was some kind of meal for him.
Taehyung: "You look especially gorgeous tonight, you know?"

"You're not bad yourself," I said, staring at him while sipping on my drink. He looked stunning in his furry brown mackinaw. My stomach churned in a good way at the sight of his handsome face.

He smirked, giving me a lustful look.
Taehyung: "Don't look at me like that."

I cleared my throat, sitting straight as if I could hide my desire for him.
"Like what?"

He leaned closer to me, biting his lip.
Taehyung: "Like you want me so bad."

I breathed out, playing with my purse to distract myself from Taehyung being the biggest tease right now, "No thank you, I don't."

He wasn't a dumb guy who couldn't notice I was lying to him. Pull yourself together Dallia!

His smirk grew even bigger and he mockingly shook his head.
Taehyung: "That denial makes you even hotter."

I didn't answer him and turned my head, shifting my attention to the people who were there eating peacefully. The joy of Christmas seemed not to end here as glasses clinked, laughter rang out and the candles were a-flicker with delight.

"What do want to do after the competition?"
I asked, trying to change the atmosphere.

Taehyung: "What do you mean?"

"Do you have any plans for your future?"

He brushed his index finger over his lips, looking at me a little confused.
Taehyung: "I don't know, I don't really think about the future."

"Why? Don't you want to marry someone, have some kids, develop your company?"
The waiter walked over to us with a big tray in his hand.

Taehyung chuckled bitterly, waiting until the waiter finished his work and left with a slight bow.
Taehyung: "I don't think I could marry someone anymore."

"You're hiding something."
I put a little bit of caviar in my mouth, looking curiously at him, wishing he could tell me more about himself.

Taehyung: "Oh God, don't bring up that topic again."
He poured my glass with an expensive brand of champagne.

"You know I won't give up."
That sadness was the biggest mystery in the world. I felt like he might have been in a bad relationship before. That bitterness seemed to be from an unfortunate breakup.

Taehyung: "I tell you anything that might be important for you. You don't need to be worried about that."

Maybe he was right but I had an awkward feeling. An uncomfortable familiar feeling, like I knew him. Like I've done it before, talking to him, kissing him. Even the impact that he had on me was some kind of weird.
I didn't know exactly what was wrong with me. Like a fish trying to catch for water, I was desperately thinking and thinking and thinking until my head was sore from thinking too much.

I was lost. So lost... The composed soul, the steady heart, the engaged brain will always find their way home. That's what I believe. But the question is was my brain still engaged in reality?

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A.N: It seems Daniel released a song that is really relatable to Dallia. 😏
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