Say You Love Me

Chapter 7

It's been a week since the incident in the studio. Taehyung was still really shaken up about the whole thing, I mean we all were. Someone was literally a breath away from hurting one of us. Apparently that little fucker had been working as a crew member for a few weeks and had this big obsessive infatuation with Taehyung and wanted to "get his attention". How the fuck is stabbing someone, a good way to get their attention? These sasaengs will really stop at nothing to get noticed, even if it is by hurting them. It makes me sick.

I keep replaying the day in my head. I lost control that day, but I can't say I regret what I did. I heard from the officer in charge that doctors can't really explain what happened to him, every bone in his legs and hands were completely shattered to little pieces. There's just no explanation as to how that is even possible without impact. A complete mystery...

Knock. Knock. Knock.

"H-hyung?" I heard a broken whisper from the other side of my door "C-Can I come in?"

I sat up on my bed immediately, unlocking the door with out even lifting a finger.

"Of course Tae, come in"

I saw the knob turn and door slowly open, revealing a shy Taehyung. He shuffled in slowly, head down and hands fidgeting.

"I-is it okay if I lay with you?" He asked glancing at me nervously

I gave him a gentle smile and patted the spot next to me in bed, inviting him in. He approached the bed hesitantly and sat next to me, still with his head down.

I wrapped my arm around his waist and pulled him down so that we were both laying facing each other. His eyes were closed, but I could see that he was crying. I carefully brushed my fingers against his cheek and I watched as he leaned into the touch.

"I don't like seeing you like this Tae"

He opened his eyes and locked them with mine. His usually bright eyes now dull with sadness.

"Ca-can I ask you something?"

"Anything" I whispered without hesitation

"D-do you believe in magic?"

"Hmmmm...like Harry Potter type magic?"

"Not entirely" he paused as he lifted his hand and raked his fingers through my black hair, making me sigh in contempt "more like being able to do things no one else can, like having a super power or something"

Does he know something?

"Well, I believe there's a lot of things in this world that we don't know about. There could be communities of people that have these so called 'super powers' and we might not know about it. I mean I wouldn't think people would be so accepting over someone that's 'different'. Just look at me, I was called a freak because of my hair and eye color. Imagine how they would treat someone who had the ability to do something that doesn't fit in their definition of 'normal'. But to answer your question, yeah I believe in magic"

He didn't say anything, just continued to thread his fingers through my hair, and I for one am not complaining.

"Do you believe in magic Tae?" I asked

"Yes"

"What brought this question on?"

"I believe there are people born with incredible abilities. I-I think someone with these abilities stopped that sasaeng from hurting me Yoongi-hyung. I have rewatched the camera footage about 300 times already. Something or someone stopped him from stabbing me" he took a deep breath  "I-I think you stopped him hyung"

I could feel my mouth go dry and my heart skip a beat.

"A-are you saying you think I have some type of magical super power?"

"Y-yes"

"And w-what makes you think that?"

"I saw you bump into him, and you watched after him. Then you saw him move towards me and you started running when you saw him pull something out of his pocket, only to stop suddenly. You just stared at him, and right when he was going to stab me, it's like something had stopped him. He was struggling to move, and then suddenly his bones shattered and he was being strangled, although there was absolutely no one physically doing that. How do you explain that? And the whole time you were just so still, not moving, just staring. When I ran to you, your eyes were violet, even though you were wearing your contacts"

I was speechless, I literally could not form any words.

"Please...please tell me I'm not going crazy hyung, please" he begged, tears already spilling out of his eyes

"W-What would you do if that were tru-true?"