(BTS FF) Ending Green

twenty-seven˚ ༘♡ ⋆❀friends

Riya's POV

A few days later, I'm laying on my bed face-timing Platinum and Pricca. They were both worried about the sudden pause in the schedule, and I vaguely explained it was due to personal reasons.

"Are you sure you're okay?" Pricca asks, sounding concerned. She's leaning against Platinum, her arm looped in hers. "We're here if you need anything."

My heart fills.

"I'm okay, I promise," I assure. "Seic is working some things out, and he told me to take some time off while he does. Are you both okay? I told Seic to run some dance practices, because I know everyone needs a paycheck. You're both getting paid the same, right? I checked last night, but I just want to make sure."

"We're good, Riya. We're fine," Platinum confirms. "Other than Octavia being annoying at practice, we're peachy."

I crack a grin. "I can't really help with that."

"Yeah," she guffaws. "Guess not."

"Oh!" My face lights up. "I tried the Hibachi place you both go to."

"Without us?" Pricca jabs her finger at the camera. "Riya!"

"Sorry," I say sheepishly. "Taehyung and Hoseok insisted they take me there for dinner."

"What'd you think?" she asks, her expression hopeful. "Good?"

"Really good." I nod quickly. "They liked it too. The three of us should go together once I'm back."

"Once you're back?" Platinum wonders. "Are you not at your apartment now?"

I shake my head. "I'm with my friends. We're staying somewhere else."

Platinum tilts her head. "Are they taking a break too?"

Pricca elbows her before giving me an apologetic look, relaying, "You don't have to tell us."

"Seic told me not so say anything yet," I reveal apologetically, although I'm relieved I don't have to.

"Don't worry about it," Pricca reassures.

Platinum thinks about this before she wiggles her brows. "Does that mean Jungkook is there?"

"...yes?" I respond.

She continues wiggling her brows until my face heats up.

"What?" I press, trying to keep my voice steady.

"Don't be coy." She grins. "What's going on with you two?"

My voice raises a pitch. "What do you mean?"

"Come on. You and him. Are you a thing yet?"

"A...thing?" 

"Yes, Riya. A thing." Platinum laughs. "Dating."

My eyes widen. "What? Why—" I look behind me to make sure my door is locked. "Why would you say that?"

She scoffs. "Why wouldn't I? I've seen you two together. He's come to pick you up from the dance studio a few times, and the chemistry—not to mention the tension—is insane."

I manage a squeak of alarm.

"What?" she insists. "It's true. When you were talking to Cara about the schedule once, you both were teasing each other with your fingers—like almost holding hands, but not. The entire time."

Pricca grins. "I remember that."

"Yeah," Platinum adds. "And the way he hugs you? Don't get me started. His hand at the back of your head softly playing with your hair—God, I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. I felt like I was intruding."