My Lover From The Stars

• THREE •

Planet: BT

Tata/Taehyung's pov,

Finally the day had come.

After getting refreshed by a hot steamed shower, I took some time to look around my capsule. Geometric patterned lights reflecting across those boring white walls, the semi-transparent monitor showing nothing but the white screensaver. Suddenly everything looked so small, so colourless, though I lived all these years here without complaining.

The only colour that it had was my little plant pet, which I discovered in a sparse forest, beside a stony mountain where I went to collect medicinal plants for research.

In movies I saw how humans grow plants inside their homes and keep small and cute animals as pets. I found it cool. Usually I didn't spend much time here in my capsule; only when I wasn't working in my office or eating in the canteen or traveling far away places to collect herbs. Despite that I watered my pet plant regularly. It became so dear to me.

"Sonta number BTS1306," -Yep that was me. My radio cracked up with the announcement, "Please come and join your team at sector 17 office."

Yeah. I know. Everyone must be waiting for me there in the meeting room. It was our last meeting before we took off to the blank universe. And here I was stuck with checking out my same old tiny capsule where I had been living for just some years.

"Tata." - My brother came and braced his hands tightly around my waist. I giggled. He was getting stronger.

"Don't say you are going to miss me. That would be so human." I pulled back just to see his cute face before I would go. 

"Yes."

I knew it. The effect of watching so many movies with me.

"Come back before I go into a nest with someone." -He booped my nose with his finger.

"Uhm. Just take care of my plant. I think it's time for it to bloom a pretty flower." I gave one last look to it. Maybe it would die before I come back.

"Don't worry. I will take good care of it. It will remind me of you."

My heartbeat stretched out enough to cause it a pain. Am I feeling sad? Didn't know from where these attachments were coming. We sontas weren't supposed to get emotional like humans over things that weren't related to our works. Perhaps the fault was within me. Perhaps it was because I'd watched so many of those movies to study human nature?

I shook my head and put on a smiling face "Hey, I've to go."

"Take care."

"Yeah."

Before my radio could call out my name again, I clutched my space helmet, which was heavy as iron, and ran.

"You are late." The president said at the very moment I stepped in, or to say broke in like a psycho asylum run-away.

Holding the door knob I waited until I had my breath back. "Extremely sorry fa-, I mean sir."

I could hear him sigh. "Now go and join your teammates. I have some important things to say."

"Y-yes." I went to the other end of the room, and took the only seat left there. My blue head teammates gave me a lackadaisical look, I returned it with an apologist half smile. It was my fault for keeping them waiting. When my eyes landed on the only sonta I disliked in this whole big universe, the ship captain Dr Shooky, I couldn't control rolling my pupils backwards. He pretended not to see me, when I literally was sitting beside his nose.