Namjoon and I stepped off the train and made our way out of all the people. I gripped the strap to my backpack tighter as we made it to a safe area that wasn't crowded with people. I sighed and let my body become less tense.
"Where to now?" Namjoon asked looking around.
I pulled out my tablet from my backpack and looked up the location of the farm we are heading to.
"We take a bus and get off after the second stop and then we have to walk a few miles then it should be easy for us to spot," I said looking us from my tablet.
I saw the annoyance in Namjoons eyes. I think he's starting to second-guess himself about this whole thing. I have to convince him even more. I pulled out my phone and found another song of theirs. Spring day.
"This is a song that helped me a lot this past year," I said quietly.
I hit play and the music played through the earphones. I handed one to him and placed the other in my ear. We sat on a bench waiting for the bus to come to its stop. I quietly hummed along to the song. I looked at Namjoon. Out of the corner of my eye and studied his expressions.
He stared off into space with a serious face. He nodded his head a few times. I could tell he was startled every time he heard his own voice. I can't even imagine how he feels.
"Who wrote this?" He asked looking at me.
I blushed as I had been caught staring at him.
"You did. It had a lot of special meaning behind it." I said playing with the edge of my phone.
He nodded again and went back to staring off into space. I kept wondering what was going through his head. I was interrupted though as the bus pulled and and that was our cue to get on.
We both sat at the back holding our bags. I counted the stops as we passed. One. Two. I stood up and Namjoon followed along with me. We climbed back into solid ground and looked around at the surroundings. There was a lot of farmland.
"And now we walk to the location." I said tightening the straps of my backpack.
Namjoon was still very silent. I was starting to get worried as we started our trek.
"What's on your mind?" I finally asked.
He shrugged his shoulders.
"I keep thinking about how different my life would be if that had happened. Like meeting the members and becoming an idol." He said almost like he was thinking out loud. "If I hadn't continued my studies how different my life would be."
He trailed off and then looked at me as if I held all the answers. I wanted to blurt out everything they've accomplished. From being the first group outside of the big three to win awards to be the first group to perform at the billboard music awards in America. I wanted him to know everything and be proud of it.
"You changed so many lives," I said deciding that was good for now.
He just stared at me. Like he was contemplating asking another question. Eventually relented just turned forward and kept moving forward.We finally reached a house with trees surrounding it. It looked cozy and inviting. I saw a man in coveralls covered in dirt walking towards the farmland. I knew I had to catch him before I missed my chance.
"Kim taehyung!" I yelled out.
He turned around in a flash squinting as he looked at us. He finally started to walk our way. I could feel my nerves kick in again. How was I going to do this? I was surprised that I even got Namjoon to agree with my crazy theory.
"Do you need help?" Taehyung asked as he reached where we were standing.
I shook my head and took a deep breath. I silently prepared myself for what I was about to say.
"I don't want to sound crazy but I came here because something is wrong." I spat out. " you were supposed to be a part of an idol group but for some reason, in this reality, you never met. And didn't make the songs that helped millions of fans."
I watched his face closely as I said everything. His face didn't change much. I could see a hint of confusion but that was about it. I looked at Namjoon panicked.
"Show him the photos." He said pointing to my phone.
I quickly fumbled with my phone and unlocked my screen and pulled a picture of BTS and handed it to him. He hesitantly grabbed it and looked at it. He studied it for a few minutes before looking at me.
"So what your saying is that I'm somehow an idol in a different reality?" He slowly said. "You sound crazy."
I shook my head and grabbed the phone from him. I quickly tapped on the music video for singularity and handed it back to him.
"Watch and listen," I said.
He gave me a strange look before looking down at my phone. After the song started and V started his song I could see taehyungs eyes go wide and pull the phone closer to his face. He mouthed the word what the as he looks ones back and forth between the screen and us.
"Is he also a member?" Taehyung said pointing to Namjoon.
I nodded my head. Taehyung went back to the music video watching it with awe. After it ended he looked up at me and stared me dead In The face with a serious look.
"How? When? Is there anything else?" He spat out almost not audible.
I smiled and clicked on another video. It was them performing DNA at the American Music Awards. I saw his face become engulfed as he watched the performance and get excited when he saw himself on stage.
"Did we really do something amazing like that?" He said in awe.
I smiled and nodded my head.
"Yes and so much more. I want to bring this amazing group together and not let anyone miss out on the touching music and amazing storylines. To the A.R.M.Y you guys were so much more than just an idol group." I said beaming. "You were a hope and a second chance at life for many people. You helped many people through hard times and love and loss. This is something everyone should have doesn't matter the reality."
Both of them stared at me with blank faces. Slowly a boxy smile crept across Taehyungs face. I could feel my heart melt as he showed his true self.
"I'll help too. I want that for everyone." He almost sang.
I felt so proud. But the feeling sank as I realized we had five members to go.
"Off now to find Jung Hosek!" I said hooking my thumbs into my backpack straps.
Taehyung ran back to his house changed and left after telling his family he was going to hang out with friends. I think that's the only way he could've gotten out of the house without being bombarded with questions.