Another Idol Friend

"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close."

― Pablo Neruda

I was double-checking what I had typed in the email which was addressed to the Seoul Police Station. I managed to get their email address from Google and I created a fake email ID as per the instructions of Adithya. I introduced myself as Park Jimin's well-wisher so that they'll assume me as his fan or something. I typed my assumptions and suspicions perfectly and formally. Attachment of the CCTV footage and the pics were there and of course the screenshots.

About the lady, she was the mastermind of the car crash too. She chatted with one of her friends in Japanese and I translated it accurately and attached it too. She said that killing him in America was risky because there were too many restrictions and securities so she decided to do it in their homeland because it is comparatively low here. And thus the inventions of a car crash. She is clever, but not clever enough to delete her chat history.

I saved another draft in case and finally clicked the send button.

I sighed in content and hope that the cops would be kind enough to read this and take the required action along with further investigation. It'll take time but I guess it won't be too late.

"Mia?" I turned to Jimin who was playing with my phone, "Does Taehyung have your number?"

"Oh," I totally forgot about that, "Yeah, he asked me"

"He sent a 'Hi'" Jimin turned the phone to face me.

"Then send a hello," I said crawling into my bed tiredly.

"Yeah I did," he finished typing and looked up, "He asked how are you"

"Reply I'm fine and how about you" I laid down and closed my eyes.

"He said he's good and asked did you go back to India" Jimin raised an eyebrow.

"Aish this guy," I scrambled off my bed towards Jimin, "Won't even allow me to sleep,"

"It's morning there, Mia" Jimin pointed out when I snatched my phone from him.

"Whatever," I mumbled and typed Taehyung back after saving his number.

Me: Yeah, reached back home

Tae guy: Good! When are you gonna tell me how you two met?

Me: Not soon

Tae guy: Why?! I'm curious

Me: And I'm sleepy. It's midnight here

Tae guy: Oh sorry, I didn't know there was that much time difference.

Me: Now you know. How are you and the members doing?

Tae guy: They are well...still sad but are trying to distract themselves by writing songs and spending their days in studios.

Me: Mm, seems bad. What about you?

Tae guy: I'm just sitting in my room all day. Sometimes talking to Hobi hyung. He checks up on me sometimes. He is our sunshine, you know:)))

Me: I've heard. Why don't you go out?

Tae guy: It's hard. It reminds me of him. We both always went out together.

Me: I see. So, why don't you write a song, then?

Tae guy: Song?

Me: Yeah, you can direct your emotions into it, right? Write about how much you miss him and everything. As far as I know, you had not written anything for a while. Why don't you give it a try?

Tae guy: Now I think about it...I'll try.

Me: Okay, now go pen some lines while I go back to sleep.

Tae guy: Sorry, I got you up. Hehe...go sleep

Tae guy: Good night:)

Me: Night

"Tae guy?" chuckled Jimin, "Seriously?"

"What?" I yawned and walked over to my bed.

I laid down facing the ceiling. I felt Jimin laying down beside me pulling the cover over himself. Some sort of fur brushed against my hand and I opened my eyes to look what it was. Jimin was laying there facing me but I looked down to see the cat lying there peacefully sleeping on my bed.

"Aish Jimin," I scooted away from it, "I told you not to place it on my bed"

"Not 'it'," he picked Sunhee up and placed her on his chest, where she curled up and slept again, "It's Sunhee" he then grabbed my arm and pulled me to him.

"Whatever" I rolled my eyes before closing it.

After a moment, I felt a hand brushing my hair away from my cheek.

"What are you doing, Jimin?" I sighed not opening my eyes.

"You look weary," he ignored my question as he kept caressing my hair which felt somewhat good, "You don't have to do this, you know?"

My eyes opened and I glared at him, "I don't have to. I want to"

"Still-"

"I thought we talked about this," I sushed him as I turned my body to face him whole, "I have promised myself to get you back to your body"

He stared at me for a moment, "Is there nothing more than a promise?" his hand now rested on my cheek.

I smiled, "Yes, there is, "I saw his eyes lighting up, "You are someone I adore and care about so much. First person to see me as me instead of Liya's or Diya's sister. You taught me many things I thought I'll never learn and you showed me another side of myself. I got to know angels actually do exist," I chuckled a little, caressing the necklace I bought on his neck, "You are indeed an angel, Jimin. Above all, you were the one thing that made me feel that I'm alive. After many years I found out the meaning of true companionship. All because of you." I looked into his eyes, "And this is the only way I can pay back my debt"

He looked near to tears and smiled widely. He opened his mouth to say something but closed it and continued that like a goldfish.

"Are you speechless?" I giggled, "Did I sugar coat it too much?"

"No," he mumbled tears finally flowing down, "It was perfect"

"Aish!" I exclaimed wiping his tears away. I lost count of how many times I've done this, "You are such a cry baby."

He chuckled grabbing my hand, "This was all I've ever wanted," he held my hand to his chest, "Someone to wipe my tears when I cry. I think I've found the one" he smiled.

My heartbeat increased at that. Adrenaline rushed into my blood vessels and I didn't even know the reason why. My hand in his started sweating and him staring into my eyes with an emotion I've never seen in anyone's was not helping at all. I didn't want to feel like this, never again. I'd shut it in the deepest part of my heart and now it's resurfacing, which I didn't like a bit.

"Jimin, I think I should sleep," I said and turned away from him.

"Okay," his tone showed that he was hurt, "Good night, Mia"

"Good night" I mumbled and closed my eyes.

I'm not liking it.

I'm not liking it a bit.

I'm just scared.

Scared to get hurt.

Again.

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Jimin's POV

It hurt me when she turned away right when I said that. But I can't show it. I can't actually show that I love her. Yeah, I've admitted it to myself, no refusing it anymore. There is no time for liking her, I already love her, loads to that too.

When she said those words I had this strong urge to kiss her and never let go. Those words coming from her made my heart jump and leap in joy. It meant so much to me that I don't even know how to express it. She said I'm an angel well it's wrong. You are the angel here, Mia.

My angel.

My angel, who gave me a reason to live. My angel, who taught me that love is not something that comes from outside beauty, it solely depends on what's inside and what's the person is made of. She opened my eyes to a whole new world. I was a frog in an abandoned well, she saved me from it. She showed me the world. And the true purpose of my existence.

To live with you. To love and cherish you. To protect you and whisper in your ears every morning that you are beautiful. To hold you in my arms and cuddle every single day of my life. To wipe the tears away from your eyes and console you when you are down. To be able to show the world that we belong to each other.

Thank you, God, that you gave me an angel like her as my soulmate. I can never thank you enough.

I promise that I'll live for her.

I promise that I'll never hurt her.

I promise that I'll never let her go.

I promise that I'll love her forever.

She is my angel.

Who showed me light in the darkness.