Enigma || Park Jimin || [BTS Idol/Gang AU]

❝When two persons meet unexpectedly, there can only be two reasons.

ONE, it was a mere coincidence.

TWO, it was their unchangeable destiny.

Which one works on ours?❞

Y/N's P.O.V-

BTS?

Ball's B? Tree's T? Sun's S? Like B? T? S?

I think I heard wrong. Yes, definitely, I had heard wrong. There's no way it can be-

'Liza, what is the band called again? I couldn't get it.' I asked vaguely.

'Well I said it's BTS.'

Okay. Holy moth~! Liza looked at me in confusion, 'What happened?'

'Nothing. You look great today.' She gave me a weird look and focused on the roads. I looked front too, engaging my mind in diving into the endless streams of confusion it had received a mere moment ago. The same question, repeating again and again like a matter with perennial effect inside my brain.

How and why is the boy band's name so similar to that of the gang BTS? Perhaps. ..it's just a mere coincidence...? Yet...it still isn't feeling well...

I shook my head, trying to get control over my malfunctioning mind. Thinking and throwing pebbles in the dark would hit absolutely anything but no solution. Seeing the boys first is the only thing now I could and should do.

'We're here! Wahoo!! Let's go.' Liza pushed down the brake hard in the parking spot then flew out, the next moment I found myself flying with her with my hand in her grip.

'I can't wait to see them.' She squealed with pure joy.

Yeah, so can't I...

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

'Where are your boys?' I whispered moving back and forth impatiently while staring at seemingly thousands of girls screaming and jumping with all their might before the event could even get started. Liza was no different.

'It's about to get started.' She squirmed, unable to keep her excitement down if she could at all. I smiled a bit looking at her bubbly state.

'Well until it does, tell me a little bit about them, this band BTS. I literally don't know anything.'

'Okay, ahem!' Liza cleared out her throat before beginning her lecture starting from the roots of history that got built, 'It's a boy group comprising of seven members. The full name is Bangtan Sonyeondan or Bulletproof Boy Scouts. RM, Jin, Suga, J Hope, Jimin, V, and Jungkook. Recently they released their Wings album which consists of fifteen of their tracks. OH MY!! Y/N!' She screamed in the middle of her sentence the very next moment, 'There they come-' Her excited words got buried under the background music which got louder with the commencement of the event, as a group of seven boys entered the arena.

With all other girls, even my eyes stuck on them. For sure, they were an incredibly handsome group of people. With a little touch-up and smile on their perfect face, sweats accompanied in a few droplets on their forehead. Their eyes mirrored tiredness. Even though, their smile looked very genuine, which grew wider as they observed their fans waving joyously at them. I couldn't think of them as gangsters, no way someone with that kind of face and attitude can be a criminal, just no, way?

The fansign soon started. Standing on the line in wait for our turn to come by, I randomly hummed along with the unknown music playing in the background, my eyes strolled on the sitting figures of the boys, subconsciously in a try to match those faces if they did but unable to do much as I didn't remember properly. The moment I shifted my head towards one of them, a frown itself appeared on my face.

The guy with sun-bleached blonde hair. I recalled what Liza told me earlier. Must be V.

He looked exactly like the guy named 'Taehyung' I fought with back on the mission night. Can it be…him??

'Y/N, come on! Move, it's our turn now.' Liza jumped, dashing forward. I sighed and quickly followed her.

The first member was what she said, I recalled the name, Jin. We stood before him drawing the album forward. My eyes dawdled on his beautiful face down to his graceful shoulder, wondering to what extent a person can be this handsome.

Taking the album in his hand, he asked smiling gleefully, 'Hello. Nice to meet you. What's your name?'

Trying her best to keep her buzz down, she replied stutteringly, 'U-uh, it's Liza. And this is my friend, Y/N. She is an offspring Army!' I hesitantly stood beside her.

I didn't know a single thing about them. Offspring Army, me?

His eyes shifted towards me, 'International Army? Nice to see you.' He gave a decent smile while I tried to perceive his reaction that gained no change at all. The 'smile to fan' was still held by his face, the smile one does to someone they just met.

'How do you like our new song?' He asked. I became hesitant, 'I uh-'

Liza took charge to reply on the behalf of both of us, 'Like it? We loved it!' Her reply made him smile wider. 'Thank you for the support.' After he gave back the album signing on it, Liza handed out a paper.

I gave a peek at it. Inside, there was written- Can you mention one of your best dad jokes?

Jin broke into a chuckle then wrote something down. After he was done, Liza took it in her hand and waved bye to him, 'Thank you so much. Get more and more handsome every day!' He waved back and smiled happily.

He sure likes to get compliments on his face.

'Y/N, that's Jungkook. He's the maknae of the group, and...my bias.' I c.o.c.ked an eyebrow at the girl, smirking in a teasing mode, 'Aw, your bias? Then I'm definitely going to check him out more than others.' As we stood before him, he immediately flashed a smile welcoming us. His plump lower lip extended towards the freckle on his cheekbone, highlighting the eye bags down his squinting eyes- the only word to appear in my mind seeing him was- a bunny.

'Y/N,' a whisper from Liza got me back to earth, 'you are acting weird! He asked you your name and you are just staring.'

'Oh! Sorry!' I smiled sheepishly, 'Hello, Jungkook-ssi. I'm Y/N.' I bowed down as much as I could. 'You're cute.' He smiled as he said, my face flushed hot red.

As we were proceeding towards the next member, Liza whispered in my ears. 'By the way, that's Suga. He is one of the rappers, and also one of my favorites.' She pointed at the respective male.

Suga? Instant, I was hit with a momentary flashback-

Suga hyung, don't shoot in da-

Calling this a coincidence would be too much now...

I thoroughly scanned the male's face, he had a stone cold nature as his dormant, but currently, he seemed sweet and benign. His name was although clearly signifying him to be one of those gang members, who had the same name as him- Suga.

'Hello, how are you liking to meet us today?' he asked taking the album in his hand to ink down his sign. 'We're so happy!' Handing the crown Liza brought with her to him, she asked, 'Suga oppa, can you please put it on and do a little aegyo for us?' She added a drop of her innocent smile as she talked. I looked back at the male, finding him grinning. The icy emotionless gaze from his eyes was lost for a second and he seemed genuinely sweet. 'Aish!' he spoke, showing a bit of gummy smile. 'Please!' Liza put in another drop of her irresistible cuteness. 'Alright!' he put on the crown and made a heart. 'Fine?'

'Kyeopta!' we replied with a giggle.

Next up was Rap Monster. I looked up eagerly at the leader observing him sharply. I couldn't recognize the face much.

'Hi! Are you an international fan?' he pointed at me with his fluent English. I nodded even though I wasn't one, then smilingly replied that I knew Korean.

Before standing in front of the next member, Liza assured me a bit about him, 'He's J hope, the sunshine of the group. He's also a rapper and a great dancer. You will instantly love him once you see him.' 'J hope?' I asked, 'Hobi?'

'Hey, you already know his nickname! And you said you barely know them.' 'No, I just spilled out whatever my brain thought for a second after hearing his name.' I smiled. We stood before the handsome, orange haired guy who warmly welcomed us dancing and making a heart.

'Annyeong!' 'Annyeonghaseyo, Hoseok-ah!' Liza greeted back. 'Names?' he finally stopped dancing while the huge smile still rested on his face. 'Thank you for coming here.' he gave a bright smile.

The next member was someone I clearly recognized earlier. V, aka, Taehyung. The tape of fight scene enrolled inside my head, trying to match both the males from the different time, one from the mission night and the one present before me right now. Nevertheless, even though the faces matched, the other things completely differed. The one from past was aggressive and cold but the one present right here was really lovable and cute. A smile was put on my face automatically by seeing his silly acts, making it hard to believe that he was the same person.

'Liza!' I looked back at the wild fans at back, 'We should move faster. They are getting impatient.' She nodded. 'Anyways, we are about to meet the last member. Last but not least, JIMIN!' she bounced. I looked towards the last member and my jaw dropped down instant with my eyes wide open. Leaving a small yet one portion, all the clouds from my mind sky went away.

The person whose face probably I can never forget. That silver hair, those chocolate-hued eyes, that same gaze which was soft yet sharp enough to screw through one's heart. How could I forget?

I felt a patch getting knotted tightly inside my stomach, an unknown feeling bashed me hard with its presence, me unable to give it a proper name. I licked my lips in uttermost nervousness.

'Annyeong Jimin-ah! Have you been eating well? You look thinner.' Liza pouted at the smiling member, his features dazzled in front of my eyes as he spoke. 'Yep, totally. Don't worry about me. I ain't dieting anymore.' He broadened his smile.

'By the way, I am Liza and this is, huh! Y/N?' She stared back at my figure standing beneath the shelter of her tall one. 'Why are you standing behind me like that? Come forward.' I hardly had taken a step out but she pushed me forward. I lowly greeted, 'Hello, Jimin-ssi.' We bowed towards him, with me keeping my gaze fixed on the floor.

'Why are you staring down like that? Do I look that horrible?' he tilted his head down to make eye contact, but my eyes wouldn't dare to move up and meet his, 'Aish, you so shy!' with a smiling face, he took my hand and started to rub my palm to give comfort. My heart fluttered by his touch, unknowingly why and how I felt like that.

As I moved my head slightly upward, I found his face resting just in front of mine. My eyes directly met his. I quickly looked away avoiding his stare. He wrinkled his forehead blinking towards me for a second.

'Did I see you somewhere before?' His casual yet serious toned voice; instant a shiver went down my spine. Shit! Here comes trouble...

I flashed a weak smile trying to pull an expression of being surprised, 'You saw me before? How is that possible? Maybe some random places.' He didn't reply for a second and kept his gaze still on my face.

'Your eyes, they just seem so familiar. But where did I see you?' He asked himself and kept staring, trying to recall. The unnamed feeling from before intensified, the knot clenched my intestine harder. The feeling I got- I know its name now. It's called 'bad intuition'.

I must get out of here as soon as I can.

My hands were still in his grip. I coughed. Jimin snapped out of his thoughts and rubbed my hands again for a second then smiled, 'Oops, I am really sorry. Forget what I just said. You are really beautiful.'

The moment, suddenly I got harshly pushed by someone from my left which made me fly on Liza and land on the floor with her. My hands slipped off Jimin's and I felt a sharp pain in my wrist as it hit the edge of the desk before I thudded on the ground.

'JIMIN OPPA! I finally got to meet you!' A hyper-excited girl stood at my place bouncing in uttermost joy. Jimin got up to take a look at us while we sat on the floor. WIth worried eyes, he asked, 'are you okay?' He went off his seat to give us a hand. His eyes stared in disappointment at the girl, at which she finally realized what she had done. 'O my gosh! I am so sorry. I didn't mean to push you this hard.' She bowed instantly with a guilty expression on her face, 'I couldn't control myself. Mianhamnida!'

We stood up and brushed the dust off our clothes. Liza replied, 'It's okay, we're fine.' 'Really?' Jimin asked in concern. Fake.

'Really Jimin, we're totally fine.' she answered, bringing in a gentle smile. 'The fansign is still going on, don't worry about us oppa.'

'Liza, I think we should leave now.' I nudged her on the arm giving my signal.

'What?' Without waiting for her to follow, I started my walk towards the exit.

I stopped my pace after I reached the car. Looking back I found her running figure following to catch up with me. She stopped beside me and said while trying to catch her breath, 'Y/N! Why are you in such a rush all of a sudden? I don't understand.'

'Nothing, let's go.' I pointed her to unlock the car door. After an unblinking staring moment, she stated 'You're weird.' and started to unlock the door. I hopped in and waited for her to get in too and start the engine.

I stretched my back on the car seat and let out a sigh. Liza spoke smiling till her ears, 'I am really happy today, at least I got to attend the fan sign. Thanks, Y/N, for coming with me.' I smiled in return then closed my eyes. I had too much thrill for a single day...

The next thing I was gonna do after returning home was to check out the whole BTS thing that got me confused about. I needed to know, who they were, the real one or the fake one, whichever it is, at least what they might be.

As my hands shifted subconsciously while I was in my thoughts, I felt the sharp pain engraved on my wrist again. I looked down, finding a small cut over which had formed over a corner of the wrist, the blood coagulated in a single line. Besides that, my wrist appeared so empty. Empty...why, what is-?

My bracelet, it was gone!

What the-? I thoroughly searched around inside the car with hope if it fell off inside. However, there was not a sign of it, anywhere. 'What are you searching for?' Liza asked.

'It's just, my bracelet. Did you see it?' I replied worriedly, still searching with the last hope if I could find it anywhere.

'What kind of bracelet?'

'A golden charm. My mom had gifted it. I must've lost it in the fansign.'

'Ah, if that was gifted by your mom, that must be very important to you.'

'Kinda.' It was important to me indeed. It was a part of my memory from my homeland, where I haven't returned back in years, a part of my past self, a part of me... Besides that, there was another reason, it was, more than anything.

Did I really have to lose it? I sighed with frustration. I wonder where it is now...

Jimin's P.O.V-

I saw both of the girls leave. They looked fine, not hurt at all. My eyes stopped on the structure of a tiny something lying on the edge of the desk; I took it in my grip to observe it. A gold shaded perfect wrist thing, worn by girls. Its hook was partly broken. My eyes caught on some letters engraved on its smooth surface.

Y/N.

Y/N? That shy girl, she must have dropped it over here- I thought, rubbing my palm on its edge.

'Jimin, concentrate on the fans. What are you doing?'

'Yeah, yeah, right.' I looked down at the bracelet for a while. What should I do with it?

As the next girl arrived with her album tightly held in her hand, I smiled at her. Maybe I will think about this later.