Summary: Y/N, a blind girl, is resigned to living a safe, boring life but not without having atleast one adventure in her dark life. (Pun unintended)
Sparks ignite when she meets, V, an obnoxious, flirty Tour guide, who makes her see life in a whole new light and colours her world with passion. But is he more than he’s pretending to be? Will this small flicker turn into a raging inferno???
“Let me go, please!!! I’ll give you
the double of what Min Yoongi’s offering!” begged the man, his clothes
spattered with blood. Taehyung chuckled, his face merciless, his knuckles
“You corporate bigwigs think you have
it all, huh?” He stalked over to him. The man cringed back helplessly.
“What about that poor girl you
screwed over for money and then raped?” He growled, stomping hard on the
disgusting man’s fingers. He bellowed in pain. “I despise people like you. So
no, nothing you can offer will change my mind.” Taehyung added angrily, kicking
him hard in the ribs for a good measure.
“LET ME GO! I have a little girl to
get back to! Please have mercy.”
“Psssssst,” whistled Jung Hoseok,
signaling him that the mission was accomplished. He’d retrieved the documents.
“Game over. Justice will prevail.”
whispered Taehyung, delivering the killing blow. There was a sickening crunch as
the body hit the floor.
‘I’ll dispose the body.
You don’t look so good.” Hoseok offered. Taehyung nodded shakily, his breath
coming out in shuddering gasps.
kind of a lame ass spy is scared of rats??? Seriously Hobi! ” Taehyung punched
his shoulder, laughing gleefully. Without anger and hatred marring his pretty face,
he looked younger and carefree. Innocent, even.
“It was a
big one, Tae!” said Hoseok, looking sheepish. “I swear …..I’m not kidding. It
was a MUTANT rat!!! As if it had been screwing around with a mongoose.”
fascinating discussion is over, you can go in and meet him.” Min Yoongi’s burly
bodyguard said drily.
stared at two of his best men, searching for signs of damage. Apart from
Taehyung’s bloody knuckles, the two appeared relatively unscathed. No one could
ever suspect the sinister, dark and ruthful edges that lurked beneath their
tired but youthful faces. He smiled proudly. They were his legacy. He’d trained
went well?” inquired Yoongi. They both nodded, handing over the documents.
times have I told you not to dirty your hands, Taehyung?” said Yoongi, looking
pointedly at Taehyung’s knuckles. Taehyung clenched his fist, his eyes glinting
still such a reckless child. Much like your father was. Letting your emotions
get the better of you.” Yoongi patted Taehyung’s shoulder affectionately. He
stiffened. “I’m not a child. Don’t
patronize me.” spat out Taehyung.
smiled complacently .“I have another mission for you two. These folders will
brief you up.” He said, chucking the folders at them.
time, I have chosen interesting codenames for you.” smirked Yoongi. “Kim
Taehyung you will be………hmmmm……..V. And Hobi yours is JHope.”
even!!!! Am I playing a stripper or something????” Taehyung groaned,
JHOPE?” Hobi yelled indignantly.
“Yes, JHope, our hope, our angel.” Yoongi said slyly.
Warm hands closed over your eyes from behind. Jungkook, you sighed internally. You pretended to huff with
literally the only person who does this stupid thing, Kookie. No need to close
my eyes. It’s not like this blind girl can see your ugly face anyway. And I
don’t need eyes to smell that horrid cologne of yours.” You breathed in his
smell. It was actually quite pleasant. Not
that you’d ever tell him. He smelled….golden somehow. Like AC and leather…with
a hint of green apples. Something musky….something just….Jungkook. It sent your
smiled good-humouredly and pulled you in a bone-crushing hug. “Aren’t you a little
ray of sunshine? Got out of the wrong side of the bed, huh?”
You tried to
pull away, wincing. “Oww Kookie….Need…Breath…”
He let go,
grinning. “Now tell me, what’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong? I’ll tell you what’s wrong! My Mother
apparently thinks I’m the modern Rapunzel and should be locked in the tower
forever, away from the evil eyes of the world or something!!!” You screeched.
“No, Y/N, you’re not going and that’s
final. And definitely not with a bunch of horny, college boys. You don’t know how vulnerable you are, being the only girl. And a
blind one at that.” Your Mom said sternly.
“Eomma! You’ve known these horny
bunch of college boys for years. And sure. Your blind, virgin daughter is
totally going to have an orgy with them. On this very scandalous trip…….filled
with drunken debauchery and wild escapades.” You rolled your eyes.
“When is your stupid, teenage
rebellion phase going to end?” Your Mother sighed, looking exasperated. “I
cannot, in good conscience, allow you to go. It’s risky, Y/N-ah. Please try to
look at things from my perspective. You are talking about going on a trip so
far away from home, with a group of boys…..and yet you couldn’t even handle
coming down the stairs without your cane!”
“God, I don’t need that stupid cane!
Sue me if I slipped down a couple of stairs! I hate being treated like this,
Mother. Constantly watched, always coddled. I’m not a fucking baby!”
“Language, young lady!” Your Mother
“I am an 18yr old girl and it’s about
time I started experiencing things 18yr old girls do. You can’t always protect
me, Eomma. I just…..I want to have fun too…I want to…I just…”
“This discussion is
over.” Your Mom declared, her voice ringing with finality.
You kicked the dining
table in anger and stomped away. You missed a step in your hurry to get away
and fell down clumsily. A purplish bruise had already started blooming on your
“Oh my God, Y/N!!!”
Your Mother raced towards you to help you up.
“Don’t,” You muttered
through clenched teeth, tears threatening to escape. “Just don’t.” You helped
yourself up and staggered to your room.
Jimin burst in cheerfully, with your breakfast tray in hand. “Oh,hi,
Jungkookie!” Jimin said shyly. “Hyung.” Jungkook nodded
told me you stomped off without having breakfast, so here.” Jimin placed the
tray in front of you. “I even bought your favourite choco-chip muffins!!!” He
You are such a sweetheart, you’re going to give me diabetes someday.” You said
sarcastically, not in mood for his chirpiness. Jungkook frowned.
one, Hyung.” He said.
must be famished! You are so thin too! Your collarbones are sticking out so
much! Doesn’t your Eomma feed you, ah? Open your mouth, Kookie. Your Hyung will
feed you.” Jimin insisted sweetly, blushing.
Jimin…can you go flirt with Kookie elsewhere so I can wallow peacefully in my
spluttered, “Ahhh…this girl! Really! Kookie….ahh…this…no! Stop seeing things
that aren’t there!”
“Too early in the morning to take a dig at my blindness, don’t you think? Enjoy
your trip, guys. And since I won’t be coming …….you’ll have free access to
Kookie, Jimin. Yay.”
ignored the taunt. “If you can’t come, we won’t go either.”
I’m touched. How sentimental of you.”
bit into your preferred jam sandwich, only to realize there was no jam inside.
Jimin. Looks like you really have no jams.” You never missed any opportunity to
make the ‘You got no jams’ jibe after Namjoon had said it.
Y/N.” Jungkook intervened.
impossible Y/N….” Jimin gave up, going downstairs where the rest of the group
shrugged, munching on the choco-chip muffin.
really necessary? Why?” Jungkook asked in a strained voice, “Just why do you
always feel the need to be such a sarcastic bitch, whenever you’re hurting?
Especially when Jimin is nothing but sweet to you.”
he is nothing but sweet to me. Who
would be rude to a poor, little, helpless blind girl! Huh! Why don’t you just go
and wipe your boyfriend’s tears and leave me the hell alone!” You sneered. You
stood up, your breakfast unfinished, intending to escape to the terrace. Escape
to the chaos of your own thoughts.
clasped your wrist, pulling you towards him. “Y/N,” he whispered gently. “Talk
to me, Y/N. You know we all love you, don’t you? There is no need to hide your
insecurities and feelings behind sarcasm always. It’s okay to be hurting, it’s
okay to cry. Just talk to me. Don’t be this cold, sarcastic person….just don’t
shut me off, please. Please.”
turned hot as you tried to fight down the lump in your throat. Before you knew
it, tears started gushing down in full force. You were full-on bawling, with a
snotty nose, tear-stained cheeks, croaky voice.
really wanted to go on this trip, Kookie. I’m so tired of being so safe all the fucking time! I’ve never
done anything fun….anything wild or
……or dangerous! Half the time, I feel as if I’m barely living at all. I know,
you all think I’m just being a blind, hysterical girl who’s throwing a tantrum
but! UGH! You don’t know what it’s like to be blind. People always pitying you.
I don’t need their fucking pity!!! I can do things on my own too. I just need a
little help sometimes, that’s all. Why can’t Mom understand? It’s time to let
go. I have you guys, I trust you with my life. She trusts you too but she just
can’t seem to trust you with me! Ahhhrghhh!!!!” You finished, sniffing and
rubbing your snivelly nose. Hiccup. Hiccup. Hiccup.
you, Y/N,” Jungkook said fiercely, “You WILL come with us. And have the time of
your life.” He hugged you, massaging comforting circles into your back.
“Namjoon is downstairs, reasoning with your Mom. I don’t think even your Mom
can withstand Brain Monster’s power of reasoning.” He teased.
deeply, relaxing into his arms. Your hiccups had quietened down. You rested
your head against his shoulder, breathing in his familiar smell. He smelled
“I love you,
Kookie. I don’t know what I’d do without you.” You said, really meaning it,
“I love you
too, Y/N,” He replied, placing a sweet kiss on your forehead. Knowing you
didn’t mean it the way he did.
Y/N!!!!!” Jiimin burst excitedly into your room again, like a freaking
hurricane. That boy really could never
contain his emotions, you thought fondly. Time to apologise.
cracked your Mom!!!! Yippeeeeee!” Jimin squealed.
“My Mom is
not a nut to be cracked, Jimin.” You retorted.
Group hug! Me too!” Jimin threw his arms around the both of you. “Y/N is coming
with us!!!! Yay! I’m so happy!”
You whispered, hardly believing it. “How did Namjoon convince Eomma?”
me to know and you to find out.” Namjoon said, smiling from the door.
group hug! Everyone!” Jimin shouted impatiently.
someone didn’t finish her breakfast.” Jin commented. “Ooooh…..choco-chip
muffin! Nomnomnom!” said Jin, gobbling it whole.
please get the group hug?” Jimin pouted, his lip jutting out cutely.
here you adorable puppy!” You pulled Jimin in a hug. “Sorry for being such a
bitch.” You whispered.
Y/N. That’s what friends are for. To smother their friend’s bitchiness with
choco-chip muffins and hugs.” Jimin replied, pinching your cheeks.
muffins? Are there more?” shouted Jin, looking everywhere.
shook his head at the scene before him and went for the group hug.
cheerfully, excitement coursing through your veins. What an emotional
rollercoaster of a morning!!!
going on this trip! Hurrrrrraaay! Eeeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhh!
Little did you know, that you were going to get more trouble
and excitement than you had asked for. That this would prove to be a
“ So you are
not taking this cane?” Your Mother asked, looking disapproving.
Not the stupid cane again. No! Jungkook is going to be my human cane.”
“You HAVE to
wear these glasses then. It’s not for you. It’s to prevent people from
accidentally running into you. Think of it as a fashion statement, Y/N, and
wear it.” Your Mother urged.
you, baby. Have fun. Think of Jin as your Eomma now. Do what he and Namjoon
say. Don’t talk to strangers. Don’t do anything rash. Stay with Jungkook
always. Don’t go traipsing alone and don’t -” You flung your arms around your
you, Eomma. I love you.” You said. Your Mother sighed and pecked your cheek.
You let your
hair loose, basking in the warmth of the sunshine, the wind playing with your
hair. You could already taste the possibility of an adventure in the air.
trip had been awesome so far. Blasting songs at full volume and singing to them
horribly out-of-key at an equally loud voice, arguing over food which had
resulted in an impromptu food fight (WHY
ARE YOU WASTING FOOD,Jin had shouted in horror, hitting everyone with his
over-sized sweater sleeves) , having to pee in weird places like that thorny
bush! (You remembered,shuddering) Playing rock-paper-scissors for the shotgun
position in the car (The others had
probably taken advantage of your blindness and cheated, You sulked,
squashed behind between Namjoon and Jungkook)
managed to drive the driver of their rental car nuts. He dropped them off at
their destination, visibly relieved at having refrained from murdering those
hell did that damn tour guide go? He was supposed to arrive half an hour ago.”
hope, your angel, at your service, Sir.” JHope made an exaggerated, polite bow.
He was dressed in ridiculously loose clothes that hung off his bony frame
rather comically. A floppy fringe covered his forehead, almost concealing his
eyes. He smiled, showing off his tooth-paste commercial worthy, perfect, white
cartoon?” You whispered.
someone’s watch is broken. We aren’t half an hour late, you’re simply quite a bit early,
Sir. Besides, you know what they say about being late. Fashionable entry and
all.” A lazy voice drawled out.
this?” You asked.
V looked at
the hot, sweating group in front of him. Everyone looked pissed off. Except not
quite. A lone girl, amidst a group of boys, her face half-concealed by black
glasses, looking calm and inscrutable. She wasn’t conventionally pretty, but
there was something about her, that
glued his eyes to her.
her his trademark, boxy, mischievous smile. A smile that would melt anyone’s
heart like an ice-cream on a hot summer’s day.
And nothing. She looked unruffled as ever.
was immune to the infamous Kim Taehyung charm.
“And who are
you, handsome?” Jimin inquired. You giggled. Jimin being greasy as always.
Jungkook rolled his eyes, annoyed.
“I’m V, your
tour guide for this trip. And this is my partner JHope. We hope to make your
trip as memorable as possible.” V said, laying thick on the charm.
looked impatient. “Can we get going already?” “Yeah, I’m starving” said Jin.
V, his eyes
fixated on you, opened the van door. “Ladies first?” He murmured with a flirty
I’m Y/N.” You held out your hand in the general direction of where he was
standing. He waved his hand hand not-so subtly in front of your face.
“What…..are you blind or something?”
gave me away?” You snorted. “Was it these big, black glasses? And what kind of
a name is V, anyway? Sounds like a stripper name.”
in amusement. “Ooooh, feisty. I like this girl. Free lapdance for you, babe. ” He
said, his voice laced with seduction. His hands brushed lightly against yours
as he bent down to take your bag. Your heart quickened.
scowled at the incorrigible tour guide. He hovered protectively in front of
you. “Why don’t you do your job and start the van?” He sneered at V. “And stay
the hell away from Y/N. I’m not going to let guys like you take advantage of
her.” He hissed warningly.
I maybe blind but my ears are functioning perfectly fine, thank you. And I
don’t need protecting. My junk punching skills are legendary.” You muttered.
V smirked. He felt something tug in his gut, as he looked at
your aggressive stance. Things were going to be interesting. Very interesting,