When Fantasy Became Reality | BTS

Chapter 91

"Our meeting is like a mathematical formula
Commandments of religion, providence of the universe;
The evidence of destiny given to me
You're the source of my dream
Take it, take it
My hand reaching out to you is my chosen fate

From the day of the universe's creation and beyond
Through the infinite centuries and beyond
In the previous life and maybe the next too
We're eternally together

None of this is a coincidence
Because we're the two who found our destiny"

-DNA, BTS

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Jungkook's POV

As I looked at her sleeping face, the glow of the morning sun making it even more breathtaking, I had the sudden epiphany that this is what poets wrote about and lovers went mad over.

My phone rang, a call from Jin-hyung, and I silent it almost immediately, so as not to disturb her. But she shifted a bit, and then opened her eyes.

She looked lost for a moment, but then looked at me and gave a smile.

"Morning, love." I wished, as I planted a kiss on her forehead.

"Morning." she replied, before snuggling closer to me and throwing an arm around me.

I ran my fingers through her black locks, which made her hum in approval.

The phone rang again. This time it was Namjoon-hyung. I picked it up.

"Hey, brat! Why don't you pick up my phone ever?"

Jin-hyung scolded from the other side.

"Sorry, hyungie." I replied.

"What the hell? Hyungie?!" he sounded disgusted, but I could already see the smile that must have made its way on his face. "What's gotten into you today?"

"Nothing. You tell me. Why were you calling?"

"Yeah. I called to inform that dinner's on me today. Come with Taraa in the evening."

"Sure. We will be there."

We ended the call, with him still saying something along the lines of how I had lost my mind.

By now, Taraa had placed her head on my chest, the strong floral scent hitting my nose.

"Is it something important?" she asked groggily, eyes still closed.

"Not really. We are invited to dinner at Jin-hyung's." I replied.

She hummed, sending vibrations down my chest.

A moment later, she opened her eyes slightly, looked at me and smiled. She then sat up, tying her hair up in a bun.

"You freshened up already?" she asked, still trying to open her eyes properly.

"Yeah."

"Wow. Its only 9."

I made a you-know-I-am-awesome face at her, to which she rolled her eyes.

I chuckled and patted her hair.

"I will prepare breakfast." I said, also sitting up straight.

She left the bed and went towards the bathroom, while I headed towards the kitchen.