A Helping Hand | MYG & KTH

12 ~ Suspicious

I'm more than drained from energy by the time I'm finally heading back downstairs to where everyone else has seemingly remained, frowning lightly when I discover that Taehyung is now sat on his own on one couch with everyone else gathered up on the others. It certainly hadn't been that way when I'd came back earlier, but I decide not to comment on the matter as I move to sit down with him on the couch. I have no doubt it has to do with what happened earlier, and I can see the dejection written across his face from the matter too.

"I'm sorry for hitting you earlier." Taehyung mutters, though his tone is bitter, it clearly not having been his idea to be apologizing to me. I merely smile at this though as I look over at him, and I don't miss the way he glances in my direction either.

"You don't need to be sorry, Taehyung. You wouldn't have hit me if I didn't want you to. I found it for the best to let you capitalize on the opportunity once. It won't happen again. We can move forward from it." I counter casually, and his head is tilting in my direction almost immediately in confusion at this.

"He should be sorry. It wasn't right. Don't give him the idea that it's okay." Jimin speaks up, a frown evident on his lips as he gives me a light glare. I merely shake my head at this though.

"I never said it was okay, Jimin. It wasn't okay for him to hit me, it wasn't right. I've already made that more than clear though." I explain kindly, watching as he gives me a dissatisfied look. I shrug in response, not really caring that he's unhappy about the matter.

"Where've you been all day? Why were you drenched when you got back here?" Namjoon questions, effectively ending the prior conversation and moving us in the direction of what they'd originally tried to get to earlier.

"I told you, I work. I had to go in for a while. It was pouring by the time I was leaving and I had to walk through the rain to get to my car. I didn't anticipate it raining today, which is why I got soaked." I answer calmly, leaning back into the couch. Though, I find that seemingly no one is satisfied with my answer, including my brother.

"You never told us what you do for work." Jin pipes up, a frown planted firmly on his face. I tilt my head to the side in confusion, not understanding why it matters.

"Why does that matter?" I ask, trying to understand what they're trying to get to the bottom of. It's not like Yoongi doesn't know this answer either, which confuses me even more. I find him wearing a curious expression as well though, and it has me more than befuddled.

"Is it something bad you don't want us knowing? It's a simple question that shouldn't be so hard to answer. We figured we should know the person that we're going to have to live with for the next however long, and realized we should actually know you if we're going to have to go through this process. Figure it helps us build trust in you." Hoseok explains, and it has me pursing my lips, not entirely liking the idea. I don't like people knowing me, even if I know I don't have to let them in very close. They're looking for barebones details, things that realistically shouldn't be too hard to share.

"I don't do anything bad, Hoseok. I'm in the same line of work as the rest of you. I told you all that we'd met briefly somewhere around a year ago at a performance. I'm part of a band called Elemental, and help with a few other bands here and there as well." I answer vaguely, having a feeling that if I divulge too much that it'll merely send Taehyung off again and that it'll only end up working against me with everyone else.

I catch the way Jimin's face falls, the surprise that grows on everyone else's face with the exception of Yoongi's. I have no doubt that Jimin's reaction is due to the conversation we'd had the day prior, the way he'd so easily claimed I wouldn't understand. I decide upon not commenting on the matter though, not wanting to bring it up in front of anyone else. I plan to keep these conversations as private as possible, not wanting to throw anyone under the bus if I don't have to.