Enigma II : Magic Card

/25/ Past and Future

The shooting had started a bit later than the schedule, taking away more time from the fixed schedule with its monopoly sluggish pace.

I sat with a blank face, splaying my sight far away from the throng of staff towards outside rush. The flight was tiring yesterday, on that weather had been adverse since the morning. No part of the sun was visible. The lustrous foreign but not foreign for me city appeared forlorn even with herds of busy people far away gathering on the street. A ringing voice inside my head had kept on saying - I am home, I am home. At the end of this ringing, I found out, it had turned into a question - am I home?

My swerving eyes met Jimin's for a moment. Not a second of contact had it been before his expression stiffened, ears palely ruddied, and eyes shifted in light's speed back to the stylist who was fixing his bangs at their places on his forehead.

I wanted to sigh, get rid of the returning cloudy thoughts from conjuring in my head. Both of us had been avoiding each other since that day, Jimin mostly. He would walk two meters ahead of me, eyes would be either behind sunglasses or staring at the void yonder. I couldn't blame him, neither could I blame myself. He was susceptible to what he felt, and I was no one to snatch his emotions away from him. Neither could I restrict him because I wasn't in a very stable situation myself in order to guide others. So, there we were, a ball of mess and all I could wish for was to time pass away and take these undulating emotions away. I was good at feigning and acting with indifference. He was good at everything, but this one thing?

"Noona!" Jungkook exclaimed far away from the studio. One part of his individual photoshoot had just ended, another about to start. He picked up a water bottle from the side, gulping half down as he came walking towards me.

"Can I sit here?"

I slid the fan closer to him, moving back to leave off some more space for him to sit. "When will we be heading for the second commercial shoot?" He asked.

"Can't tell yet." Amidst the staff, I felt conscious so I looked back at Jimin, finding his gaze eerily fixed on me again, an eyebrow of curiosity curved upward, turning away like before in a trice. I let out the sigh this time.

Guess he wasn't indeed good at this one thing.

"Only Jin, Yoongi, and Hoseok's part of the shoot got completed. This should approximately end before evening. If not, we can't proceed with the next shoot at night, we'll have to postpone it until tomorrow."

"That's bad." Despite saying that, his face was glowing like a hundred-watt bulb instead. I tittered, "On a scale of 1 to 10, how sad will you be?"

"Hmm, let's see, 2?"

I made a shocked face, "Yikes, that's a lot."

"What are you guys talking about?" Jin chimed in the midst, "Can I join?"

"Sure." I said, "I am guessing y'all have plans to go somewhere after this, don't you?"

Jungkook showed off his toothy smile, "I'm accompanying Namjoon hyung. He said he wants to visit the regional art museum here. And to uttermost surprise, this is the first time Yoongi hyung has agreed to go with us."

"Yoongi too?" My eyebrow arched with the information, "That's...interesting."

"He usually goes with locking himself in the hotel room with his work or just sleeps in. This time it took requests, but he finally agreed on the hangout, for real."

"Jin, you're going too?"

"Nah, too tired for this. I'mma sleep in today."

"Oh. I hope y'all have fun." If they were actually going to visit some museums...