03 | watch where you're going

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"Take them to their seats—make sure no one sees them or makes them feel uncomfortable. And after the show, make sure you escort them to the waiting room," Hoseok instructed the guards.

He wanted everything to be perfect for his guests today, whether that was the arrival or departure. He called the five of us his VIP guests after all. He had spent weeks in talks with the staff making sure there was no inconvenience, he'd even sent his manager to the airport to make sure we'd made it to the hotel safely.

The man knew we had to leave tomorrow morning since we had a flight to Dallas—I had texted him that of course. The five of us would merely be staying in the hotel for a night, but he still wanted everything to be perfect.

"They're coming to our concert, not our house, why are you so stressed over making it so perfect?" Hoseok's six other companions had taken turns in asking him over the span of the last two weeks.

To which he'd simply answered with an 'I just wanna be a good host, especially since I was the one that invited them'.

Jimin glanced at Hoseok who was standing by the door still talking to the guards and their manager. The now-blonde's attention was caught by the older telling the guards to escort the group of five to the waiting room after the concert.

'Is it really necessary?' He wanted to add to the conversation but to his inconvenience, his stylist wouldn't exactly appreciate him moving around while he was getting his hair done.

He really didn't want to see his crush, it would only make things worse, for him, that is. If the man wasn't already having a hard time understanding his feelings, it'd only made things harder over the span of three weeks.

The blonde-haired did not want to associate himself with these feelings in any shape or form regardless of what his heart was telling him. He had come to the conclusion that such a relation between a junior and senior would be inappropriate, and thus decided to 'discard' any remaining feelings he had. Jimin wanted to forget about any feelings he had harboured. It was only for the best, according to him.

Jimin's eyes trailed Hoseok who made his way to the couch and lazily sat down, already having his hair and makeup done. Hastily pulling his phone out of his pocket, Hoseok clicks on the contact labeled as 'Sara', debating, whether he should ring a call, or go with a quick text. Finally concluding that a call would be more efficient, he gives presses on the call button.

A small smile tugs on the lips of the said man's lips after a sweet voice greets him with a 'hello'.

"Hey," he replies.

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