Chapter 2: Met in a seconds

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same”

When Jungkook's class ended, he was raging in anger, he hates Mr. Ong always embarrassed him in front of the class.

"Fuck you history!" Jungkook screamed on top of his lungs, standing in front of the Han River holding to the railing.

He was furious with his professor in History class after telling him that he should report something that related to the past which was he hates a lot. He didn't find the past interesting.

He took the pebble on the floor and threw it on the river.

Meanwhile

"I wonder what will happen in the future? I hope the war will stop." Taehyung the servant uttered, his hands on his back while his bare feet soaked in the river.

He grabbed the stone and gently threw it on the river.

"I'm hoping to see a better future." Taehyung smiled.

Suddenly, Jungkook and Taehyung felt the ground shaken merely. Jungkook held to the railing tightly while Taehyung fell to the ground. The so-called earthquake stop, Jungkook sighed in relief.

"Are you okay, bro?" Someone asked beside Jungkook.

"Yeah, finally earthquake has stopped." Jungkook uttered.

"What do you mean earthquake?" Someone asked confused.

"Didn't you feel the earthquake?" Jungkook inquired.

"You must be drunk bro, there's no earthquake." The man replied shaking his head and leaving.

Jungkook gulped, he was sure he felt it.

"Servant Taehyung, the prince was looking for you." The warrior said.

"I-I'm going." Taehyung replied turning around.

Taehyung and Jungkook looked at the blue sky and they saw the shooting star.

"Beautiful." They both smiled.

Taehyung followed the warrior while Jungkook walked to the alley, shrugging off what happened to him. But Taehyung and Jungkook flinched once again when the ground shakes.

"Shit aftershock." Jungkook muttered, squatting down, closing his eyes.

Taehyung turns around to the river, after hearing a voice behind him. He saw a fellow squatting down with hands on his ears.

"Who are you?" Taehyung inquired with his usual deep voice.

Jungkook looked up, his hoodie on his head, slightly covering his eyes. He was confused when he saw a beautiful man wearing a hanbok. He roams his eyes, finding himself in an unknown place.

"Fellow, I'm asking you, who are you?" Taehyung asked kinda stern.

Jungkook glances back at those confused doe eyes, glaring at him.

"Servant Taehyung, what are you doing? Where are you?" The warrior inquired.

Taehyung looked at the warrior who was looking for him.

"Here, I'm just asking this intruder." Taehyung replied waving his arms.

"Intruder? Where is it?" The warrior asked, pulling out the sword.

"Her--"

When Taehyung turns around, he saw no one, the odd man squatting down suddenly disappeared.

"Where is it?" The warrior asked once again.

"H-he left?" Taehyung replied confused.

"Servant, we have to go, the prince might get mad again." The warrior sighed.

Taehyung sighed, nodding his head, heading to the castle. He was sure he saw someone, he was sure he was familiar with those eyes, like the prince's eyes.

Jungkook was frozen in his place, he fell on the surface. He must be dreaming but it felt so real. He pinched his cheeks, groaning when he felt pain. He stood up nervously, running to his house.

"Servant Taehyung, you seem lost when you come here, what happened?" The prince asked sitting down on the floor, reading some books, with his mask on his face, peering at Taehyung who kneeling in front of him, serving him his food.

"It's nothing, my prince." Taehyung gave him a tight-lipped smile.

"I despise it when you're lying, my servant." The prince uttered his voice was stern.

Taehyung cleared his throat, sighing.

"It's nothing, my prince, I felt nauseous, that's it." Taehyung replied.

The prince set down the book on the small table, standing, his white hanbok was untied, his chest was showing a little. He stands up, walking near Taehyung. He knelt, touching Taehyung's forehead and neck. Taehyung widened his eyes

"You have to take a rest, servant, that's not good for you if you tiring yourself." The prince stated.

"I-I'm good, prince, I-I--"

Taehyung's sentence was interrupted when the prince dragged him on his red and gold mattress.

"You can lay down here." The prince told.

"I-I--"

"That's an order from your prince, servant." The prince ordered.

Taehyung can't disobey him, he laid down on the mattress, sighing in comfort. He closed his eyes, feeling the duvet covering his body and hands caressing his hair.

Jungkook was in his room, locking himself, laying down on the bed, with earphones in his ears, not wanting to listen to Jin attempting to reach the high notes in V's stigma which was Jin really can reach, he was just annoyed because Jin's speaker was loud, booming around the house.

They were 4 in the house, Hoseok and Jimin, yeah Jimin also lives with them but not most of the time, he sometimes stays in his parent's house.

He was still lost about what happened to him earlier, he felt it was traumatic for him. He still can see those innocent alluring eyes glaring at him.

"Who is he? Why he's so beautiful?" Jungkook inquired with a blush crept on his cheeks.

But for some reason, he wants to see him again, but will he be able to see those eyes again?

"Damn Jungkook, you don't know him. He's a stranger, don't think of him again." Jungkook shooked his head.

He sat down on the swivel chair, set the history book on the study table, turning on the lamp.

"I hope to see him again." Jungkook giggled turning on the book.

When he flipped the page, yes, he met him again but on the page of the book.

"Kim Taehyung, the servant and the one who only knows the unknown prince face. Born on December 30, 1823." Jungkook mumbled reading the lines about Taehyung.

He traced his fingers on Taehyung's face, feeling the spark and those alluring eyes again. Suddenly, coincidentally that the shooting star connected them and they did the same thing on the same date but in a different year.