Family Jewels

I Can't Believe You Two

 Hobi leans close "So what is it with you and Gigi?"

Jin grins, "Yeah, it seems you two are always tangled up in each other." Then he does his windshield wiper laugh as the cart starts moving.

Yoongi looks strangely at Namjoon, then leans closer to take a better look at his face.

"You're blushing." He sits back, grinning, and looks at the others. "Namjoon is blushing."

The three of them grin at each other.

Namjoon blushed because he was thinking about the feeling that traveled his body when your fingers slightly touched a particular area of his chest. His fingers were again caressing the earring dandling on his bracelet without even thinking about it.

While they are doing the next stage, you and the others are straightening up the area, preparing for the next quick change. Sammie comes to help you, but actually to chat. "I saw what happened. I can't believe you two."

You take a deep breath and say, "I don't know what is happening. It is like fate is trying to force us together."

She smiles at you. "Do you like it?"

You grin back, "I do, actually. You know I like him. I think that is why I get so nervous and clumsy around him."

She grins and squeezes your hand. "I think he likes you too."

Surprised, you ask, "How do you know?"

Still grinning as she sets up the outfit for the next stage at her station, she says, " Because he is more clumsy whenever you are around. I think he is smitten with you."

You laugh. "That, or he is planning my demise." You both giggle and get back to setting things up.

After the concert ended that night, you were looking for your earring, not knowing what Namjoon had done with it.  

You scour through the piles of towels used to wipe down the sweat from their faces and dig through the little trash cans where tissues, wipes, and used make-up sponges have been tossed. 

You go over every table, moving empty or partial bottles of water aside and tossing out empty cans of O2 as you clear the table tops off, looking for your earrings. Finally, you surrender, tossing your hands up as you sigh and head back to Sammie.

 "Did you find it? Have you asked Namjoon?" Your friend Sammie asks after seeing the sad look on your face.

You shake your head and look at your best friend, hoping to get her to drop the subject of you and Namjoon for now because you are so frustrated. "I'm hungry. How about you, Sammie?" 

She knows a change of subject when she sees one. "Well, as a matter of fact . . . they asked us out to dinner tonight." 

Confused, you ask her, "Who asked us out?" 

She playfully whacks your shoulder, "The boys, of course. They said they wanted to take us out as a thank you for all the work we have done. We're all going." 

You smile. "Wow, that is nice, I'm hungry."

Sammie grabs her coat and yours. "Tomorrow, they are taking the dancers out for dinner. I wish I were a dancer, too." 

You laugh at your best friend, "I don't know if I can handle two of you." You dodge the incoming whack on the shoulder, and you both laugh.

"We are so lucky to be working with them. They are always so sweet."

You agree with Sammie, "They are such wonderful guys, always considerate of others. I'm going to miss all of them when I go." 

You have plans to open your own celebrity stylist company. Everything you are learning being with the group is excellent hands-on experience to know the demands and rigors of having to handle wardrobe for very active celebrities. You can step away from this venue within five years and start a new career, one where you are the boss and owner.

Sammie leans on your shoulder and whispers so the others still hanging around don't hear. "Just don't go near Namjoon while we're out."

 She playfully pushes you. You push her back, laughing, and head out to change before going to the restaurant.