Cut Eyebrows

6---lost my bag

You know what's coming... Based on Jimin's dilemma in Bon Voyage... Huehuehue

>:)

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I walked out of the gates and followed behind Namjoon. Jimin also was next to me. When we arrived at the hotel, Namjoon cleared his throat.

"Hey, listen for a second."

Me and Jimin both turned to listen. "What's up?" Jimin said.

"I can't let you meet up with Sangchil yet. The only people who know you're here is Jin and I. It took a lot of convincing, but he agreed. I don't know how she'll react, so right now you'll have to lay low."

"Really? But isn't this the point of me coming?" I said.

Namjoon sighed. "Taehyung, i'm sorry to tell you but I think she may have forgotten about you."

There was that weird sour feeling in my stomach. "Eh? Why?"

"The other times i've seen her, she's been acting like she never even heard of you. She's changed, you know?"

"Hyung, will it come back to her though, when she sees him?" Jimin piped up.

"There's a slight chance. But as I said, I don't know if they'll meet." He picked up his case, "I need to go now. Just walk around and don't get lost."

"Yeah."

It turned out that Jimin and I were extremely board. "Ah, I just really want to run around." Jimin sighed and ran his hand through his hair.

I checked the time. "We should head back to the hotel."

Just then, Jimin came to a halt. "Oh shit."

"What?" I said.

"My bag." Jimin's voice quivered. "My bag..."

"What about it?" I asked. "It's at the hotel."

"No."

My eyes widened. "Huh? What do you mean no?"

"No, it's not at the hotel."

"Does Namjoon hyung have it?"

Jimin started to panic. "Why would he have it? I forgot it!"

The colour from my face drained. "F-Forgot it? On the bus?"

"Y-Yeah. What should we do?"

I shrugged. "Don't know."

Jimin glared at me. "Motherfucker, we need to find it!"

After a few minutes while Jimin was busy on the phone, talking to some people and sorting things out, he finally came to a conclusion. "They told me to wait at the bus station until the bus came. Hopefully they didn't clear it out yet."

I sighed. "Seriously... You and your clumsiness."

Jimin shook his head. "Just tired and jet-lagged. Shut up."

---Sangchil---

I overlapped my hands over my lap. The window was dirty as I looked out of it, the music playing in my ears was also adding a grungy BGM. The bus ride was going to be long so I had to be comfortable. I could feel my books in my bag jostle around.

Someone blew at the back of my neck, making me flinch and drop my books. I annoyedly took out my earphones and looked behind me to see it was.

"I knew it was you, Sangchil. Where you headin' to?" Hanbin smacked on some gum while smirking at me.

I blew out an invisible bubble and bent down to retrieve my books. I cleared out my throat. "Home." I replied to him.

"Where do you live?"

Okay, I decided that he's kinda creepy. "In a home."

"I said where, not what you live in." He bent his head next to mine. "I'm heading home too. But before that, I'm getting coffee. Want some? I want to get to know you too." He smiled.

I scoffed and rolled my head. I opened my mouth to reply but then his body suddenly flew forward when the bus came to a sudden stop.

He flew forward.

"Hanbin! Are you okay?" I got up to check on him.

Hanbin sheepishly sat up and rubbed his forehead. "I'm fine." He laughed. "I have a hard head." He hit it and smiled at me.

"T-That doesn't mean you should be flinging yourself everywhere." I furrowed my eyebrows. "What the hell!"

He took the seat next to me."Calm down, it's not like I died or anything. Jesus, you're really worrisome. This bus stopped for a long time."

I looked at the front to see what was going on. I saw that there were two people trying to talk to the driver about something.

"Uh... Bag? I lost my bag here." Someone spoke.

"Bag? What bag? Come inside." The driver barked.

It was Jimin. I sank in my seat lower so that he couldn't see me. Hanbin looked over at me. "Did your spine collapse or something?"

I glared at him. "No."

He took his hands and lifted me so that I sat straighter. "That's bad for your back."

"So?"

Ignoring me, Hanbin looked at Jimin. "It looks like he's having a hard time."

I sighed. "Sir, I think this guy left his bag on the bus. He's trying to ask you if you've seen a blue suitcase." I told the driver in English, helping the poor Jimin who seemed fazed out.

The driver looked back at me in the rearview mirror. "Suitcase? Yeah right there."

"Ah. Thank you." Jimin grabbed it. "Thank you." He looked straight at me.

"No problem..." I muttered. I quickly took my bag and scooted past Hanbin. "This is my stop. I need to go."

"Me too." He said.

I bumped into someone as I stepped down from the steps. "You alright?" Hanbin asked me.

"Yeah." I saw who I bumped into, my feet locked on to the ground.

Taehyung glanced at me and just walked off with Jimin. "You're a major idiot. You owe me." He told Jimin.

My eyes didn't leave Tae. In fact, I found myself walking towards him. My hand reached out as I wanted to tap his shoulder so that he could turn around and look at me again.

Taehyung.

But then my hand stopped just when Hanbin spoke up. "Sangchil?" He whispered over to me. "What're you doing? You know him."

I clutched my hand. "No. Just thought I saw someone I knew."

"So... How about that coffee?"