You're beginning to get dizzy as you spin around and around in the swivel desk chair in your hotel room. You stare toward the ceiling, trying to silence the raging thoughts in your head. Your bare feet graze along the soft carpet, stopping your chair. You lower your eyes to the freshly made twin bed that hasn't been slept in since Sophia left. "Soph... where are you right now?" You whisper to yourself. You slowly pull yourself to standing, and walk slowly by what was once her bed; your fingers sliding across the fluffy white duvet cover. You missed her. You can't believe you let boys and sex get in the way of friendship, that's just not who you are. You've contemplated texting her all morning but you know she'd never answer you. She obviously left because she couldn't stand having any kind of communication with you, it was only right to give her some space right now. Your thoughts are broken up by a quiet dinging sound coming from your phone. As you lift it, you see the Vlive notification.
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You can't help but smile at the notification as you fall backwards on your bed. Your loose fitting tank top falling against your sides, and your long pendant necklace clanking against your stomach. The show lasted around 23 minutes, and consisted of Namjoon trying to have a deep conversation with viewers regarding an endangered Japanese bird species while Taehyung and Jungkook sword fought with rolled up towels in the background. You giggled hysterically the entire time. The show finally ended when Namjoon dropped the phone and accidentally stopped the broadcast. You tossed your phone to the side and laughed audibly as your palm met your forehead. "Sweet little idiots..." you stood up, and slipped on a pair of nude flats. You grabbed your ID, room key and debit card and slid them into the waistband pocket of your black leggings. You fluffed your hair gently while passing by the entry way mirror before heading out into the hallway. A few moments later, you stood before the boys room.
"AISH JUNGKOOKAH RESPECT YOUR HYUNG!" You heard Taehyungs voice ring out as you raised your fist to knock on the door.
"HYUNG SOMEONES AT THE DOOR!" Jungkook yelled.
"SO ANSWER IT.." Namjoon yelled back.
"HYUNG PLEASE IM TRYING TO KILL TAEHYUNG HYUNG!" Jungkook sounded out of breath, and Taehyung was laughing loudly.
The door swung open, and Namjoon stood before you in grey sweatpants, a white tee and a beanie. "Good evening miss. Can I help you?" He smiled at you, revealing his dimples. He leaned his head against the adjacent door.
You giggled a bit and crossed your arms. "Ah, yes, actually, would you happen to be Rap Monster from BTS?? I'm like. Your biggest fan." You began jumping up and down and fanning yourself with your hands.
"Well yes, yes I am." He laughed and stood a bit taller as if he was proud of himself.
"Aigooooo I knew it! OPPA I LOVE YOU! SARANGHE!!" You covered your face with your hand and threw yourself at him.
