The Stars That Led Me to You
CHAPTER - 02
Meanwhile the stranger on the street
was helpless as his car thought it was a very nice day to break down in the middle of the road , that too while it's raining.
it's not like the stranger hates rain but today the stranger had some plans - a solo movie date with his fav foods spread around and wrapped in a warm blanket in this cozy and chilly weather .
Kim tae
i didn't plan my day to end like this
Kim tae
Anyway,I have no option other than to go by walk
Kim tae
1st phone ( power off) and now you ( car) too
Kim tae
Tilts his head back, letting the cool rain touch his face. The city felt alive tonight — not in its noise and lights, but in the quiet places between. The soft patter of rain, the hum of street lamps, the gentle pull in his chest that had led him to this corner without knowing why.
Kim tae
I hadn’t meant to stop here not like i was supposed to.But something inside or the corner of my heart , i always feel there is something that I am missing here. As if the world had held its breath, waiting for me to listen.
Kim tae
MagIc always worked that way for me not loud or showy, but in small, delicate moments. In knowing when to pause, when to look up, when to feel. And right now, standing in the rain, i felt it was stronger than ever. That sense that tonight, something was shifting.
Kim tae
Gaze drifted upwards, drawn to the tallest building that touched the sky. There, high above, was a single window softly lit.
Kim tae
And behind it is a figure watching me.
Kim tae
For a second, time felt still. The city faded. The rain became a quiet rhythm beneath his heartbeat. i didn't know the man behind the glass. But At that moment, it felt like we have always been searching for each other.
Kim tae
*release a deep sigh*
The moment passed like a breath, soft and fleeting, but it left something behind. A warmth that lingered, even as the rain slid down his skin and the city carried on around him.
Taehyung lowered his gaze, fingers brushing through his damp hair. The figure at the window was no longer visible or perhaps he'd only imagined him. A trick of the light, a reflection, a dream.
But his heart knew better.
He turned, his steps slow, as if unwilling to break the spell of that quiet connection. The rain fell gentler now, as if the city itself was calming, and with each step Taehyung felt it: the pull, the thread that had always been there, invisible but unbreakable, tying his fate to someone he had yet to meet.
But in his chest, that quiet pull remained.
He turned at last, letting the night wrap around him as he made his way home to a cozy apartment above an old café, where sketchbooks and fabric swatches filled the corners. " Noir Textile Styling & Fashion" had been in his world for the past 7 months .Quiet, steady work designs that spoke of softness, of detail, of things most people overlooked. And tonight, he felt inspired in a way he hadn't in a long time.
Lemme know ,how it is going??
I feel like i should have made a novel out of this but it's too late
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