Before you disappear

Chapter 42

Sitting next to Jimin, in the black van, was kind of nerve-racking. The man was glancing at me multiple times, possibly checking to see if I was okay. I guessed it was because I was quiet during breakfast, and didn't have the same appetite as JK had.

If I'd known beforehand I would be having breakfast with the members of my favorite band, but disguised as JK, I might've done some research into JK's eating habits. But, this situation was anything but predictable beforehand.

But the breakfast fiasco wasn't even on the top of my worries at the moment. Not even the fact I was sharing this ride to the airport with Jimin next to me and Yoongi and Jin across from me. The flight was. Well, specifically, arriving at the airport and getting to the plane. I'd seen the videos on YouTube. I knew how many people would turn up. Could I handle the pressure? The flashes of light from the cameras snapping pictures? The shouting of fans, calling out my, no, Jungkook's name?

He bows a lot.

The thought popped up in my head. I inhaled sharply, then leaned forward, placing my elbows on my knees.

JK bows to everyone, thanking them for coming. I should do the same.

My hands pressed together. Could I really do this?

"Are you nervous?"

I glanced up at Jimin's words, then nodded. "This is the first time before the cameras," I whispered so only he could hear me. "I mean, after the accident."

"Hybe made sure not to leak our itinerary this time," Jimin said. "Though we know there are always a few who find out when we're flying. We can't fully surpass the media anyway."

"I know. I just wished I was more prepared than I feel right now."

"You've done this hundreds of times. You're prepared."

Jimin's confidence didn't match mine by a long shot. JK was prepared, sure. I wasn't.

"What if they start asking questions? Or come too close?"

I didn't realize the weirdness of that question, coming from Jungkook, until I looked in Jimin's eyes. Worry had surfaced. It was clear as day.

"Then we do what we always do," he said softly. "We smile, ignore the questions and stick together." He hooked his arm around mine. "I'll stay with you. Don't worry."

I nodded slowly, trying my best to keep calm but my heart was racing.

It wasn't just the fact that I needed to face the press and the fans that would show up. It was also the fact that I was going to meet Jungkook. I had to find a way to excuse myself from the group and get some privacy time with him, so we could figure out how to return to our own bodies.

Why did I suggest doing that at the airport? Wouldn't it have made more sense to do it at some anonymous place? In the back of a bar or something? A place where I could be alone?

I shook my head lightly. No way that I would've been able to pull that off. Most, if not all of the members, had their eyes on me 24/7 since leaving the hospital.

I'll just make up an excuse about having to go to the bathroom, and it can't wait. I mean, let them put a bodyguard in front of the bathroom, I don't care.

It wasn't even far from the truth. The nerves were getting so high that I actually really felt like I needed to go to the bathroom, even though I just went before we left the hotel. Besides, everyone should always go to the bathroom before a flight, at least that's what my mom always said and -

"How's your song going?"

Yoongi's voice broke me out of my trail of thought. "Huh?"

"Your song," Yoongi repeated.