BTS: Behind The Scenes

17

q/a: what's your favorite anime?

-jjk is one of my favs hehe<3

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Later that evening, I'm cuddled on the thick carpet with Jungkook, Taehyung, and Jimin, with Hoseok and Seokjin sitting on the couch next to us, watching the new Nevertheless episode. We're all collectively groaning as Na-bi ignores the red flag that Jae-eon is.

Namjoon and Yoongi are currently working, so they're not here, which relieves me more than I want to admit. I miss Yoongi, but I'm just... not ready to face Namjoon just yet.

I notice that Taehyung's been really quiet ever since his actor hyungs have left.

I automatically assume it's because he already misses them, so I decide to scoot over to where he's sitting on the floor, and cheer him up.

When I come up to him, he startles a bit when he finally notices me, and gives me a smile.

"Oh hey, Saffron. What's up?", he asks me, and I raise my eyebrows.

"Hi, Tae. What's up with you? Am I not as fun as your actor hyungs? You seem so down~~", I tease him, and he awkwardly chuckles.

"No, no, of course not. It's just--", he's about to speak but is interrupted by Jimin yelling at the screen.

"CAN THEY KISS ALREADY?!!??!?! JEEZ!!!", Jimin yells, talking about Gyeong-jun and Min-young(the graduate school students that are rooming together).

"Jimin, stop yelling, we get it. The tension is crazy.", Jin scolds Jimin.

When it gets quieter, I turn to Taehyung again.

"What were you going to-", I start speaking, but he's gone?

I turn to Jungkook.

"Hey.. did you see Taehyung leave?", I ask him, and he looks up from his phone and over at me.

"Huh? No I didn't see anything, I've been looking at my phone. Sorry noona.", he says, and smiles angelically.

"No it's alright, JK.", I tell him, stunned, and awkwardly pat his leg before getting up.

"Where are you going noona??", Jungkook asks as he gets up with me.

"What? Oh.. I'm just gonna get some water.", I tell him, confused on why he's also getting up, and he smiles.

"Ah. Well I'm thirsty as well, so I'll come with.", Jungkook says, and I nod.

As we start walking out of the living room, I don't notice how Jimin's eyes follow us, or how Hoseok nudges Seokjin to get his attention.

When we're in the hallway, Jungkook's hand keeps brushing my hand as we walk, and I flinch like I'm being electrocuted each time, but play it off like nothing happened.

'What the hell is he thinking....?', I ask myself as he walks extremely close to me, and steal glances at him.

He has a small, sort of smug grin on his face, and once he catches me looking at him, he smirks.

"You know, a picture would last longer, noona."

My eyes get big, and I smack his arm.

"Shut up!.... I was just.."

'Well? ...What was I doing...?'

He laughs, and grabs my hand, pulling me to the kitchen.

(cue: *i get defensive, and insecure. my own worst critic, behind an open door. i'm fragile*)

(this song gives me PTSD :| )

Once we get inside the kitchen, I go to grab some cups from the high shelf, but Jungkook comes up behind me, stopping me by holding my hand, while he uses his other hand to grab the cups.

I freeze when I feel his cool breath on the back on my neck, realizing how close he's standing to me.

"Breathe, noona.", Jungkook whispers in my ear, and I jolt.

"What're you talking about.. I am breathing..", I mutter under my breath, and he chuckles.

Jungkook then firmly grabs my shoulders, and turns me around to face him.

I try to push him away, due to our close proximity, but he doesn't budge.

"Don't push me away, noona. Why're you pushing me away??", he cocks his head, and I sigh.

"We can't do this, Jungkook. We can't...", I tell him, and he keeps leaning in closer to my face as I speak.

I lean back as much as I can, but it's not long before my head hits the top drawer, preventing me from leaning back further.

It's when his plump, glistening lips are grazing mine, that someone yanks (more like yeets) Jungkook away from me.

Shocked, I turn, and instantly make eye contact with a fuming Namjoon.

Maintaining intense eye contact with me, Namjoon speaks to Jungkook, his teeth clenched.

"Jungkook. Get out of here. Now.", he sounds angry, the angriest I've ever heard him in fact, and Jungkook, probably realizing the intensity of his anger as well, retreats without a word, most likely to his room.

When we can't hear Jungkook's footsteps any longer, Namjoon finally speaks to me.

"What the hell is going on, Saffron?!", he asks, obviously trying to keep calm but I don't answer.

I mean... what the fuck do I say? It was pretty much exactly what he saw with his own eyes. There's nothing I could say to make what he saw easier to understand.

"Saffron!!! Answer me! Please!!!", he groans, exasperated, and I shake my head.

"I have nothing to say to you.", I tell him, then immediately regret it as soon as I say it. He already seems angry, and I'm sure my response didn't help.

"What???? You don't have anything to say to me?! Why not? It's been a fucking MONTH, Saffron, what the hell did I even do?!", he yells, tugging at his hair in anguish, and I turn away, not yet ready to have this conversation with him.

"Saffron, look at me!!", Namjoon steps in my line of vision, and I try my best to continue to look away.

When I continue to stare past him, Namjoon lets out a shuddering sigh.

"Is... is this because of that... that kiss? Is that why you're so angry with me? I didn't mean to, it was an accident Saffron, I'm SORRY! Please stop being angry with me.. It's driving me crazy..", he whisper-yells, and my heart clenches.

"Ha... Namjoon. That's not the problem.. I don't understand how you don't realize what made me truly upset. But then again, you were always more book smart.", I tell him, finally meeting his eyes.

"What? Saffron, you know I hate when you act like this. If you are angry with me, you need to just tell me. How can I fix things if you won't just TELL me? This has been eating at me for weeks!!! I can't focus on anything, my thoughts always drift to you, and I've been losing sleep every night because all I'm doing is worrying about yo- you...", Namjoon trails off, and I watch as his eyes spark.

"Oh. Oh.. So that's what this is. It all makes sense now...", he trails off, and I sigh at his elusiveness.

"What? What makes sense, Namjoon?", I finally ask him after a while of his silence. and he stares into outer space for a bit longer until he finally meets my questioning stare.

"Saffron."

"? Yeah?"

"...I think.. I think I must like you."