Mystery Girl

Busan 17

Y/n's POV

Flash. That is the sound alerting me to the shattering of my recent dreamlike state. With panic, I search around me for the origin of the noise, but cannot identify who it came from or where. It isn't unlikely that someone was just taking a selfie or something, but the feeling in the pit of my stomach that always comes before something bad happens tells me otherwise. 

Not knowing what else to do, I attempt to make eye contact with Hobi, but he just shakes his head subtly, signalling with his eyes to keep moving. Despite his sunglasses and hat, it seems he has been recognised. Reality was bound to come crashing in at some point, I had just kept hoping to myself that it wouldn't ruin things for quite a while. Scurrying along after him, thoughts rush through my head, all a blur, making me feel light-headed and dizzy. 

Once in the black, sleek car to drive us back to the stadium, Hobi informs the staff member behind the steering wheel of what has just happened. Stress washes over the staff member's features but is concealed quite quickly, probably to protect Hobi's feelings. Not mine, seeing as I shouldn't be here in the first place. I'm not part of the group, I'm just a fan who managed to tag along. Guilt weighs in on my conscience and all I can think about is how this could have been prevented, how I could have stopped this from happening. 

This is all your fault. This is all your fault. This is all your fault. 

Fear blocks my throat and I can't swallow properly anymore. My palms sweat as my fingers play with each other subconsciously. No matter how hard I try to keep my breathing normal and keep my head above the murky water that is a swirl of anxious thoughts, I am no longer able to sit still and even staring out the window at the bustling city passing by isn't distracting me from my invasive thoughts. 

Hobi swivels around in his seat from the front of the car, his face painted with weariness and anxiety. I know that he can feel the waves of panic rolling off me like the waves crashing onto the shore only last night. His eyes connect with mine, words of encouragement conveyed through the depths of his pupils. 

To reassure him that I am doing ok, I nod silently, managing a weak smile. Although my face doesn't give away too much, my stomach is churning and my head is spinning. Probably not knowing what else to do, Hobi turns back to the road ahead of him as the staff member starts to theorise solutions to our problem. 

The car ride carries on in silence, the occasional sounds of the outside world pulling me from my thoughts, like the car horn that sounds from somewhere in front of us halfway back to the stadium. With all my senses heightened, this simple noise makes me jump out of my skin. Hoping that neither of the men sitting at the front of the car have noticed my fright, I settle back into my seat as best as I can and stare down at the phone held tightly in my grip. 

Jimin's POV

"Guys! Guys! You need to see this!" the confusion and surprise in my voice seem to be the reason the members are in front of me within seconds. Suddenly unable to speak, I pass my phone to Namjoon who reads the article out to the others, his voice growing with concern with each word. 

"Star J-hope seen with girl in Busan this afternoon..." he trails off, the rest of the nonsense writing irrelevant to us. His face frozen in shock, he passes my phone to Tae next to him who analyses the picture attached at the top. The atmosphere is thick, as though the particles of the air have been frozen in place, none of us knowing what to say or do. The only thing we can do is stare at each other with our mouths agape, waiting for Hobi and y/n to come back. 

Hobi's POV

The moment I hear the shutter click, I know what has happened and can also sense that y/n has caught on too. The way she looks up at me, so vulnerable and confused, makes me feel guilty within the depths of my soul. Y/n is not used to this life, she has lived her life as an ordinary girl, serving an ordinary job with other ordinary people. The life of fame has never been introduced to her before and now here she is, being thrown in at the deep end.

If I had gone back in time or just frozen it completely, I wouldn't hesitate, but what is done is done and now we must deal with it. As soon as possible as well, considering we have a concert tonight. Sometimes, I really do hate the media. This is not what either of us needed, we just wanted to come back to the stadium and have a good performance before a quiet night. 

Upon arrival back at the stadium, a few fans have gathered, shouting after me and y/n as we hurry inside. Luckily, y/n's hood has been up this whole time and her sunglasses have blocked a large proportion of her face, hopefully protecting her identity. 

Once inside, the members confront us, Jungkook not even hesitating to hug y/n encouragingly, rubbing her back as though she were a child that needs to be soothed. The older members rush over to me, asking if I knew what the company were planning to do. None of us want y/n to be in trouble, and I think we are all going to work together to come up with some idea on how to get her out of the limelight and give a convincing story to the media and fans at home. 

The concert is in just over an hour and now an extra problem has been added to the mix.

(1008 words)

Author's Note

Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Did you see this coming? What are they going to do about this? Vote and comment if you want to guys and I love you all 💜