bts manager || k.th

Chapter: 27

28||Reflection

"We're going to Ttukseom tomorrow." Namjoon announced early this morning as we were devouring plates of eggs, toasts and orange juice. "Wah! Is it like a mini picnic?" Jimin asked with a hint of curiosity as he dipped his toasted bread on the uncooked yolk, and ate it with a "hmm". "Yup. Manager DongMin and Yuki talked to Bang PD-nim for a short break, and to our luck, he said yes!" Namjoon exclaimed as his dimple unconsciously showed, empathizing the fact that he was excited. "For how long will our break be?" Suga asked as he ate his egg like a turtle, clearly interested now in the conversation. "About 3 days." Jin beat Namjoon to it as he stopped chewing his toast to speak, crumbs slightly smudged on the corner of his lips.

"Wah! So it's like camping!" Taehyung bursted out as he drank his orange juice, some spilling out from his mouth, to his well angled chin. Damn, he's fine. I thought as I absent-mindedly lifted the napkin using my hands and dabbed it on his mouth, nobody minding us in the moment. "Yuki..." I heard him nervously mumble as a tint of pink spread across his cheeks, making me snap back to reality. "Huh? What? Oh, sorry. It's just that there was some juice dripping from your m-." "It's okay. Keep doing it. It feels.....nice." He shyly said as he looked at me with soft eyes, that made me want to cuddle him so badly. "Hehe, okay." I replied shyly as I smile at him, dabbing the spots where his orange juice dripped. "Ahem." A loud cough interrupted our little moment as we both look away from each other, startled as Jin and Namjoon looked at us with teasing eyes. "Is there something between you guys?" Jhope asked as he teasingly lifted his eyebrows and looked at us with with so much slyness that we both ended up being a red tomato, not able to look at the laughing maknaes.

Luckily, Jungkook decided to step in and help my situation a bit, making me gratefully look at him with gratitude. "Aside from that, why Ttukseom, hyung?" Jungkook asked at the midst of the cheering, making the others curiously look at him with the same question in their heads. "Because it holds a special place in my life." He replied simply as he stood up to put his finished plate in the sink, slyly dodging the question. Hmmm, I presume there's something more to that. Let's try to remember the lyrics, Yuki. I thought to myself as I tried to reply Namjoon's song in my mind, only to appear blank. Ugh! Come on stupid head! Work! I thought to myself as I placed my concentration on my yoke, which was wobbling and bouncing everytime someone moved. Ugh, nothing. Maybe it'll work next time. Probably when I'm calmer. I thought as I inhaled sharply, and glanced at the tired looking Jungkook and Hoseok, who were munching on their toasts like animals. Jungkook and Hoseok just finished recording their songs. Luckily, they didn't have a hard time and immediately made it exactly like Begin and Mama. I think I'm starting to realize that those songs represent important events and people in their lives. I silently rambled in my head as I mindlessly chewed on my egg, not noticing the stares the members were giving me.

"Oh well, we better start packing! We're going tomorrow anyways!" Jin helpfully broke the silence as he happily started noting down the ingredients and lists of food and materials needed for our little vacation. "Hey, you okay princess?" Taehyung asked me gently as he placed his hands on my small ones, and held it reassuringly, making me snap out from my daze. "Yeah, everything is great. All that's left is the solo songs and cheography for Blood, Sweat and Tears." I responded almost immediately as I squeezed his hands, shyly blushing.

However, beneath the layer of blushing and red cheeks, my mind was wandering to where Peter was, and if he was doing alright. I haven't seen him for a long time. I wonder what is he doing now. Is he okay? I thought as I closed my eyes and replayed the scenario from earlier, biting my inner cheeks from frustration. It happened inside the restroom...

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"Damn it! Where are you Peter?!" I whispered, dialing his number again. "This number has-." "Fuck this!" I screamed as I slammed myself to the wall, ruffling my hair from frustration. "Why isn't this working?!" I yelled as I banged the wall, too annoyed and worried to think straight. "Yuki? You okay?" A familiar deep voice asked me worriedly, making me take calming breaths. "I-I'm fine Taehyung. Nothing's wrong." Lies. "Well...okay then. If you say so." Taehyung replied hesitantly, though buying it as he went away, his calming footsteps slowly fading away. Incase you guys don't know what's happening, here is the story. I haven't seen Peter for a long time after the small "welcome party" made by Peter and the members. At first, I just shrugged it off. But days turned into weeks, and that's when I decided that I just had to do something. So here I am, desperately calling Peter's number. Hey, just because he's an angel doesn't mean that he's a guy from the 80's.