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Jin was flying.
He is flying over the Seoul skyline, over the glimmering steel buildings. He feels the wind in his hair and the sun on his back. He smiles as he glides between two towers and sees the people below him. They walk as though nothing is happening and they cannot see the man flying above them. Jin is flying...
BANG!
At least he thought he was. He stares at the textbook that was slammed onto his desk.
"Hyung, wake up! You can't tell me to study all night and then fall asleep," Taehyung whines.
Jin sits up and scowls at his roommate. He had forced Tae to stay up in order to pull a higher grade on his astronomy final. Tae pouted and rubbed his hands over his eyes before picking his textbook back up. Jin sat up and stared at his dongsaeng in mock-anger for waking him up. The clock on his desk read 2:30 AM.
"I can't stare at the spectral classifications anymore. My eyes are going to fall out if I see one more star chart,"
"Tae, you have to get at least a 85% to maintain your A," Jin reminded him.
"UGH"
Jin heard the spine of the textbook crack and knew he had won this round. However, after watching Tae's eyes glaze over once more, he decided that it was time for a boost. He grabbed his jacket and knocked over his Pathology book in the process.
Jin had never planned on going into med school. It just happened. One minute he was in an intro biology class, the next he was applying to the School of Medicine. His parents have never been so proud. They brag about their son to each and every family friend who will listen. It wasn't that Jin didn't want to be a doctor, he just had other passions. Namely, singing. He loved music and it flowed through him. However, he was a practical person. He knew he couldn't make it in the music world. He was too timid. That's when he decided to go into medicine. Besides, Dr. Kim Seokjin had a nice ring to it.
"I'll make you a deal," Jin spoke, "if you finish the last of your wavelength calculations, you can have the coffee and donuts I'm going to get,"
Tae perked up.
"Sprinkles?"
"Of course," Jin laughed.
Tae sprang up to get his calculator and began clicking away while Jin laced up his shoes and left Tae in his bedroom.
The sound of snoring greeted him from the living room. Jin looked over the couch to find Hoseok asleep, still in his practice clothes. Jin wasn't sure when the dancer came home, but assumed by the smell of sweat that he had fallen asleep as soon as he got back. Hobi was a junior dance major who was the captain of the college's dance team. This meant he spent his days finishing what he called "liberal arts bullshit" and dancing in the studio for hours on end. Jin had pity for the boy. He seemed to push his body too much.
"Yah! Hobi," he shook the younger's shoulder.
"5 more minutes..."
Jin shook him once more.
"Hobi, wake up. You need to shower and sleep in your bed or your back will hurt you in the morning,"
Hoseok blinked his eyes and yawned. His black fringe hung in his eyes. Jin moved back while Hobi stretched and let out a sound that could only be described as a scream.
"Hush before you wake Yoongi!"
Hobi chuckled a little before patting Jin on the shoulder.
"Thanks mom," he giggled before heading to his room.
Jin shook his head and left the apartment. Heading to the nearby 24 hour coffee shoppe.
He had been living with his friends for two years now. The six of them decided to move off-campus when their friend Jungkook began studying at the university. No dorm was big enough to hold them. Jin was in his first year of med school, Yoongi a senior but a double major of Music and Journalism. Yoongi's parents allowed him to pursue music as long as he agreed to add a journalism major as a fall-back. The two of them were roommates when they met Jung Hoseok, the human equivalent of sunshine.
The three of them moved into a bigger dorm the next year. One night they were awoken to what they thought was a murder, but turned out to be their next-door neighbors playing Mario-Cart. Those neighbors were Astrophysics major Kim Taehyung and his best friend, Park Jimin the Digital Animation major. They spent nearly all their time together and decided to move off campus after "adopting" Jungkook, a double major in Vocal Music and Dance.
Jin laughed to himself thinking how he worried he would be alone in college, but would up with a small army or friends.
{***}
Jin was walking back to the apartment with a coffee carrier and a box of Tae's favorite donuts. He was attempting to text Taehyung on his infamous pink flip-phone.
To: TaeTae
I wasn't sure if you wanted a mocha or Americano so I got both
He walked along the dimly lit sidewalk, earphones sweetly singing to him. He found himself humming along when he felt the hair on his neck stand on end. Without being suspicious, Jin turned his music down until he could only faintly hear it. His mom had always been scared to send him into the heart of the city. Her anxious ways rubbed off on him.
He kept walking, quickening his pace ever-so-slightly. Without the music in his ears, he could hear a faint footstep that he knew was not his own. Jin's heart began to pound in his chest. He wasn't a small individual, but he knew he wasn't a fighter. He turned the corner quickly, his apartment building was now in sight. However, the footsteps followed him around the corner. Jin fought the urge to turn around. He wasn't sure if he could handle seeing what may be behind him.
The Mario theme song blared into the silence of the street, making Jin jump. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket seeing Tae's caller-ID.
"Tae, I'm almost there,"
"Hyung, we are out of milk!"
"Ok, give me a bit"
Jin ended the call, knowing what he had to do. He had just passed the convenience store and would have to turn around. He weighed the pros and cons and decided to just do it. Without thinking, he held his breath and turned.
Jin almost screamed. He turned and dropped everything in his arms as he ran into a tall figure dressed head-to-toe in black. Jin fumbled for his phone, intent on calling the police when the figure cursed and began gathering Jin's, thankfully unspilled, coffee and donuts.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," the deep voice keep repeating.
Jin wasn't sure what to do, other than stand there in shock as the man apologized repeatedly.
"God, I'm so bad at this," the man mumbled, his voice sounding more and more hoarse.
"Were you....following me?" Jin timidly spoke, voice shaking.
The figure finally stood, his features bathed in the streetlight. He was handsome. High cheekbones, full lips, and intense eyes lined in kohl. Jin wasn't exactly sure if she should admire him or yell. His hood slipped off his head when a breeze ran though. His hair was a stark blonde against golden skin. He was taller than Jin, but thinner. The man looked sickly thin, which made Jin question when his last meal was.
"I'm...." the man began, but before he could finish he collapsed.
This time, Jin screamed. The man hit the ground with a thud and Jin found himself at a loss.
"Hello?" he shook the man
"Are you okay?" Jin asked.
No response was given. Jin looked up in the sky. "Why me?" he asked himself.
He knew he had to do something. He couldn't just leave the man out in the cold, even though he had basically stalked him. Jin cursed himself. His friends have always criticized him for being too soft. Maybe that was why he was going to be a doctor. He just had to take care of people, even if that person had scared him to his wits end.
Jin dropped the food and grabbed the fallen man. He couldn't get a taxi at this hour, and wasn't even sure where the nearest hospital was. It wasn't like he could even admit the man. He didn't know who he was. So Jin made quite possibly one of the dumbest decision of his life. He picked up the stranger and put him on his back. He grabbed the food, and walked toward his building.
When he arrived, through much struggle, he gently squatted next to the couch, letting the man slip off of him. Jin laid the drinks and donuts on the coffee table and forgot about then for the time being. He turned his attention back to his surprise guest. He arranged the tall lanky man on the couch, his feet hanging off the edge. He decided the man was most likely exhausted and malnourished. Jin touched the man's forehead and found him to be frigidly cold. He rushed to his room, finding Tae asleep in Jin's big comfy chair. Jin took a minute to take the book off the younger's lap. He then set himself to grab every blanket he could find.
He arrived back in the living room and covered up the man in layer after layer. He couldn't help but stare at the stranger. He was pretty atractive, and Jin considered himself and expert in the area. Jin wondered what his name was. He wondered if the stranger had a home or when his last meal was. However, there was nothing he could do until his mystery man woke up.
Jin sat himself in the chair next to the sofa and told himself he would have to make the man some real food in the morning.