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" Are you feeling okay? "
Ji Ahn looked up, " Oh, I thought it was Jimin. " She mumbled. " I'm fine though. Why are you asking me that? "
Namjoon sat down, shrugging. " The comments under our MV aren't really nice. "
Ji Ahn chuckles, " They don't bother me. "
Lie.
Namjoon knew, but he decided not to question it. He sighs softly, staring at the sky too.
Ji Ahn bites the inside of her cheek, " You can finally take a breath now that the album is out, huh? " She scoffed, " I thought you'd still be locked in your studio. "
Namjoon rolls his eyes, trying not to smile. " Of course, it's a relief. But we have many promotions coming up. "
" Mhm...."
The silence fell over as the two layed in comfortable silence, Namjoon wondered if she came here a lot since she mentioned Jimin earlier.
He wouldn't lie, he really was curious about her, he wanted to get to know her. Although he may have seemed cold and acted rude towards her, he really wanted to get along with her the moment she was introduced.
But it just wasn't easy for him to accept her in the group. He didn't really have a choice and he was feeling pressured. And adding a girl in the group seemed ridiculous to him a year ago.
Now, not so much.
He was coming to terms with it. He understood Ji Ahn had her own ways of dealing with things and he had a hard time adjusting to them. She was bold and he was worried about that.
He felt annoyed that she never listened to him. He was used to his members agreeing with him, and respected him as a leader. He felt comfortable and confident in himself about that.
But Ji Ahn being a brat and acting like a rebel had pushed a nerve in him. Of course, his pride hurt a little too.
But right when she flinched, he himself had felt like someone slapped him across his face or pushed him down a set of stairs. He came to realise there was more to her annoying personality. More to her cold front.
He didn't know, and he felt guilty of judging her by her exterior. At that moment, she looked so miserable, so scared that she was shaking, he came to realise she was still a kid.
He had never felt so guilty about anything. Of course, he hadn't really thought of why and how she was that way before. But the fight and her reacting that way had made him think it over a hundred of times now.
He was caught in being too petty that he failed to realise she must be having troubles too. That she would have her personal problems too.
That stirred a whole lot of his thoughts. Maybe there had been a reason she agreed to join the group. Maybe she was in a situation that forced her to choose such option.
