hero

three

"No fucking way. " I breath out. This can't be real. There is no way that he has my phone. How could he? He wasn't at the bar last night. He looks back into the room as if he's checking something. He closes the door behind him and begins walking toward me. Every second is literally feeling like an hour. A part of me really wants to bolt from here. Just start running, out of this hallway, out of this hotel and out of this city. But the other part me wants to stay. Mostly because I can't walk. I can't get my legs to move.

"is this yours?" He pulls down his mask and holds out his hand.

I can't get the words to come out. I look down at my phone in his hand. My heart literally wants to break out. I feel my pulse, blood pressure and temperature go up abnormally.

"[you]." I barely make out Ximena's voice.

I nod to him. Don't make a scene. Just be normal. Just converse normally.
He's human. Idols are human too.

"Yes." I properly respond. I grab my phone. My fingertips lightly touch the palm of his hand. I breathe out, remembering that I have to do that. Good thing, I changed my lock screen and wallpaper the other day. Otherwise, this would have been ten times harder and embarrassing. I can't let him know that I know who he is or that I stan bangtan.
"T-Thank you."

I look up, admiring the art that is him. What did I do in my past life to deserve to live this moment? I imagined "meeting" him at a concert. But I'd be sitting far back. He wouldn't have known that I exist and sadly, I was okay with that. If I was lucky enough, I also could have met him at fan meet. But to be here in front of him. It's unbelievable. I can't even comprehend it. The corners of his lips form a smile. Before I know it, he meets my gaze.

I break the contact by looking away first. My eyes land on what looks like a bruise on top of his right cheek. A bruise? Why would he have one?
Unless...

"It was you. You're the hooded guy."

"I saw that he was ah- bothering you. He is bigger than you too." He covers his cheek, hiding his bruise. He shouldn't have that for me. The fans are going to notice it and it can go downhill from that. Who knows? Since it happened here, they might not come back here to tour. He has to take care of himself. Hopefully, he won't get trouble. If he does, it'd be because of me. I'm sorry Jungkook.

"Thank you. But I shouldn't have drunk so much."

"He should not have been bothering you..."

My heart flutters at his words. I try to hide my smile.

"Or anyone." He adds.