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“Huh?” Jimin frowned. What does that supposed to be mean.
Do they know him because he is an idol? But the people in the mirror looks like they are from Joseon dynasty or something. How would they know, he is an idol. Jimin doubted they would even know what an idol is.
With curious yet happy face, the six of them moved closer. As they came more closer, Jimin’s reflection in the mirror disappeared, making it looks like a glass panel between them.
Jimin looked at them dumbfounded. What’s going on?
He stared as they stood closer to the mirror, or he say the glass pannel, looking at him expectantly. They looks like puppies, seeing their owner after a long time.
Jimin watched all of their face carefully. They were all really handsome. In fact, most handsome faces Jimin had ever layed his eyes on. All had long black hair, which reached past their hip, with only front part tied in a topknot. Their skin were soft looking and they all seemed in their twenties. They were wearing colorful silk hanboks, which made them looks eye catching.
Jimin’s heart jumped in excitement at the sight of them, as if he met his lovers after a long time. But it’s first time he is seeing them, even though he felt some kind of familiarity in each of their face.
But it is not the time to drool over some handsome men. He wants to know why they are appearing in his dream.
Before he could talk, another one of the men spoke. “It’s really him.”
“What do you mean?” Jimin asked, even before he could think properly. His voice was a little shaky, but it was loud enough to hear for the people in the mirror, if they will be able to hear from this side of the glass. But if he can hear them, they definitely can hear him too.
But to his surprise the six of them didn’t replied. They looks like frozen in the place, staring at him as if he is something out of this world.
If he look closely, he can see the adoration, love and care in those eyes, along with some kind of longing.
They looked at him as if he the centre of their world, as if the only thing they can see is him, as if they missed him so much.
“Why are you silent?” Jimin asked, taking some hesitant steps towards the mirror, towards the six figures.
Still the they didn’t reply. They stood there appeared to be admiring him.
“Can you please talk.” Jimin said, as they continued to stare at him.
Glancing at his phone, it was already half past two. He should at least get back before at least three thirty. He have to get minimum two hour sleep before the shooting start in the morning. Or else he is gonna be looks like a zombie in the dramas.
But these people aren’t even ready to talk. Jimin found himself getting frustrated. Even ghosts, are they really ghosts, are testing his patience.
“Do you know me?” He raised his voice a little. But he regretted it when the six of them flinched and some of them took a step back.
The admiration they had towards him seconds ago, turned in to shock and surprise.
“Jaeminie…” One of the tall man said as if calling for him. A small smile spread across his face, dimples appearing on his cheeks. He was so handsome, so was the other five.
But to Jimin’s disappointment, these handsome men in front of him seemed to have no brain, cause they aren’t even giving reply to his question, except staring at him dumbly. They are looking at him as if they saw their idol. Jimin rolled his eyes at the irony of the situation.
Then, Jimin’s eyes widened when he realized what the dimpled man called him. Jaeminie? It was the same name he heard in his dreams. They are calling HIM Jaemin? Is this some kind of joke? He is not Jaemin. He is Jimin, Park Jimin.
“I am sorry, I don’t know who is Jaemin.” Jimin said, uneasiness clear in his voice.
As the words came out of his mouth, their face fell. They looked at him like kicked puppies, pain visible in their eyes.
Seeing them being looking like cute puppies, the nervousness Jimin had felt earlier, vanished. His heart told him they wouldn’t hurt him, even if they can come out of the mirror.
“Can you say something?” Jimin asked.
“I am Kim Namjoon.” The dimpled man, at last spoke with a smile. Then he bowed a nineteen degree.
“Kim Seokjin.” The man next to Namjoon introduced.
“Min Yoongi.”
“Jung Hoseok.”
“Kim Taehyung.”
“Jeon Jungkook.”
One by one all of them introduced themselves with a nineteen degree bow.
“Park Jimin.” Jimin also bowed his head, not wanting them to feel disrespected. “So, why are you in the mirror?” Jimin asked, curiously. He really wanted to know, how they are in mirror. So he thought starting a conversation that way.
He can’t directly ask how he is dreaming of them. He would look like a stupid person, if he ask something like that.
“We are trapped in here.” Kim Seokjin, the one with broad shoulder and kind smile replied.
“Trapped? In a mirror?” Jimin’s eyes widened. “How long have you been here?”
“Around 500 years.” Said the man with cat like eyes, who Jimin remembered the name is Min Yoongi.
“WHAT?” Jimin shouted, his already wide eyes widening more if it’s possible. “You have been trapped here for five hundred years? And you are still alive?” He mentally facepalmed at the dumb question. But the situation itself is drama worthy.
“Yeah.” Namjoon nodded amused by his question.
Jimin looked at them, as if they are talking nonsense. How can someone be alive after 500 years? And trapped in a mirror, what kind of magic is that?
Jimin was about to ask how they are still alive, but his phone rang, preventing him from to do so.
He looked down at his phone to find Bora calling him. Glancing at the status bar, it was already past three.
“Hello, Noona.” Jimin picked up the call. “What’s up?”
“Don’t what’s up me. Where are you?” Bora screamed through the phone, startling Jimin. He pulled the phone away from his ear.
“I am out in the garden, taking a walk. Why are you looking for me at this time?” Jimin asked.
“I just woke up for water. When I walked past your room, it was locked. I was worried for you.” Jimin can hear the worry in her voice. It made him guilty.
“No, Noona. I am okay. Couldn’t sleep, so took a walk.” Jimin assured her.
“Then come back already. It’s cold outside and you will catch a cold, again. And don’t go out without any protection. You could be in trouble. So don’t be careless.” Bora scolded.
“Yeah, I am coming.” Jimin said and with that the call ended.
Jimin turned towards the six people, who were looking at him curiously. “I will come back tomorrow. If I won’t go now, my manager is gonna kill me.” Jimin giggled.
Without waiting for their reply, Jimin waved his hands and ran out of the room, closing the door behind him.
When he reached his room, Bora was waiting outside, her arm crossed on her chest, glaring at him.
“Go and try to sleep.” Is what Bora said before leading him to his room. “If you are going out or anywhere, just call me. Or at least send me a text. Okay?”
“Okay, my mother.” Jimin giggled at her, who rolled her eyes at him.
After making sure he is fine, she walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Jimin stayed on the bed, staring at the ceiling, thinking about the men in the mirror.
They were so handsome. Even after living for 500 years, they still looked young and beautiful. Jimin wondered, if all the people at that time were this much beautiful.
Lost in these thoughts, Jimin fell in to a deep slumber. After coming in to the palace he had been sleeping peacefully. Instead of the disturbing dreams, they all turned in to happy dreams. And he was glad that, nowadays he can sleep without any disturbance.
Taehyung stared at the door, where the tiny figure walked out of. His eyes suddenly got wet.
It was him, his lover, their lover, seventh piece of their star. The last one who can complete their star.
Subconsciously Taehyung touched the mark on his neck, hiding under the collar of his grey hanbok. The seven vertex star.
Tears rolled down his eyes. He wiped it away when he felt someone rubbing his back. He turned towards the owner of the hand, to find Hoseok staring at him with the same expression. Taehyung looked around, all of his lovers had tears in their eyes.
“It’s him.” He croaked out. The others nodded their head. A light of hope in each of their eyes, which was never there in these five hundred years. And above all of that, the love, the happiness of seeing their lover for the first time after centuries.
“Yeah.” Hoseok pulled him in to a tight hug, Jungkook wrapped his arms around them and other three also joined them.
“Our Jaeminie.” Jungkook mumbled.
“But he said his name is Park Jimin.” Yoongi mumbled with a frown, when they pulled back.
“Name doesn’t matter. It’s definitely him. Haven’t you seen his face?” Jin said seriously.
All of them nodded at their eldest lover’s words. They had seen him.
Even after the centuries, Taehyung can recognise his lover’s face with just one glance.
It was their lover. The eyes that hold the all goodness in the universe, the plump cherry lips, soft rosy cheeks, and the cute eye smile he saw when he was satisfied with his dance, the tiny body, small fingers, angelic voice, and even the crooked tooth was same.
Everything was the same except, instead of the black long silky hair, it was short and blonde.
Taehyung had never seen someone with blonde hair. All of the people he had ever seen had black or brown hair. He didn’t even knew, there is other hair colors than black and brown, existed.
Other than the hair, his dressing style was also different. Today it was a full black two piece cloth. But other day he was wearing something black waist length robe with white inner and black tight fit pants.
It was first time Taehyung saw the clothes like that. But on his lover, it looks amazing, even though he missed the black hair and the hanbok on his lover. But every way he was beautiful.
“Will he comeback?” Jungkook asked his doe eyes filled with worry.
“He said, he will.” Namjoon was the one who replied.
Taehyung really hoped for him to return. They have been waiting for him to show up for more than five hundred years. Their lover, the last one to complete their relationship. The only hope for them to come out of this mirror, to touch their lover, to hug him, to hold him in their arms, to have a complete group hug as seven of them…
They really hoped.
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