Lilly in the grey

Rays in dismay

Had 6 days elapsed. Namjoon's mood often was ire-filled or derailed from reality. Due to this, he also faced countless complexities in work. The acts he was deft in feverishly severed from his temperament. One day, while shooting a scene thrice, Namjoon shirked an instruction by Baekhyun and ultimately worn out his forbearance.  "Kim Namjoon! Enough is enough." He zoomed towards the startled face and stomped on the ground. Nostrils flared, eyes popping out in fury. Just Namjoon would do, share a dejected gaze, not daring further moves. 

Jisoo inspected the very scene and caught Namjoon's unease, unexpected during presentations. Somehow he was nudged by particular distress. Otherwise, his acting was flawless. Much vague of him to lack dexterity. "PD nim, Namjoon-ssi didn't notice Yoongi sunbae nim's sudden approach." She lurched forward in justification. Baekhyun's wiggled eyes softened. "This is the last time, I am telling you." Namjoon gulped at his alerting tone and dislodged the strain lingering on throat. Since that night, his mood got spilled over trivial matters, pang thrummed in each fibre of body. With an unsettled mind and physic, concentration was formidable in any work. 

After lunch break, 

"Namjoon-ssi?" Jisoo called behind when Namjoon tried to direct his mind at pleasing ponders. He flinched by her address and hurriedly twisted her direction. "Uh, Jisoo-ssi," 

Jisoo progressed forward, concern abounded her doe eyes. "Are you alright?" 

Namjoon brought forth a nervous chuckle. "I am alright. What made you think I am not okay?" 

"Your mannerisms," she answered explicit to the point. Her eye contact merged immensely with his, as though hankering beyond extracting something, the secrets and emotions buried beneath. Namjoon conjured a woeful sigh, relinquishing concealing secrets. "It's just I got scolded by Seok samchon. That's it." Jisoo squinted her brows unconvinced. A plain gnaw shouldn't wound his heart. Enormous mysteries remained coated under lame excuses and hallow attempts of proclaiming a fine state. Glimpsing his anxiety for her queasiness, Jisoo altered the topic. "How was the lunch?" 

"Good." Namjoon retrieved solace in diversion of the conversation. "Mottled is the best word. I loved the eggplant fry especially." 

"And the spicy mushrooms?" 

"Those were wonderful along rice." 

"Glad you liked them." 

"Do you mind me asking what you were doing this morning?" Namjoon licked his lips, spiralled inwardly for an arriving astounded retort.  Rather, Jisoo laughed out at his query. "I was learning to make dolls seeing a YouTube tutorial." 

"Ohh, well I can help in depth with that." He hesitated at dishing out the bid. Nor that he regarded himself greater any, but an urge to oblige fascinated enough. Friends always helped each other and as her magnanimous assistance made life illuminated, he wanted a repayment even as tiny as that. 

"I saw your craftwork. They were fabulous and so adorable. I would be honoured if you teach me. I loved the teddy bear. Would you guide me how to make that?" Her mouth bent in a shadow of bliss. Eyes beamed flickers of light away, signalling inward delight. 

Namjoon played a chuckle bit edgy. Never he taught someone timid mastery like this. Devoid of experience and settled assurance, he stilled behind her promising ardour. Finally, a wrestle of mind concluded into calm and answered, "Sure. I- I will. Have you got the tackles?" 

"Yeah but not much fabric." 

"Don't worry, I shall bring an extra. We'll start after takes." 

Jisoo gave a complying nod and walked along till their feet stretched in their destination, Baekhyun's meeting room where a gathering proclaimed would behold.