Just One Day

Chapter 2

I still get tired from these events that we handle, especially my Mom's. Concerts are sooooo hectic, but so much fulfilling as well.

It's toxic, yes. It's stressful, yes, but all jobs are demanding.

One just has to choose which kind of stress he's willing to take.

I find it so rewarding when an event ends as a success. Flaws are inevitable, and flaws are everywhere especially in the eyes of the organizers, but at the end of the day, an event must end gracefully, and the audience Should be happy.

"Ma, I'm not coming"

"Okay. We'll just call the room service, then"

"No, I'm okay. You guys can eat out"

"But we want to stay with you!" one of the twins, Sean, whined while pulling my shirt down.

"Yes! Yes! Let's play in the room!" shouted Winter.

"Ssshh! You're so noisy!" These twins really, ang daming energy!

We're in the hallway, walking back to our room.

BTS went back to their respective rooms as well. My mom was planning to eat out and bring the boys food but I'm just so tired.

Ang dami ko ring iniyak kanina, ah!

"Can you go to the boys' room and ask what they want to eat?"

"No"

"I'm not taking no for an answer"

Oh-kay.

"Sean, Winter. Come with me. We'll visit BTS"

"We will visit Tito Namjoon?! He'll teach me math?!" Winter exclaimed.

"Will Tito Kookie teach me how to sing, ate?" Sean asked me hopingly.

"They're tired. They cannot play with you yet. They have to rest. Halika na"

They ran out the hallway to their rooms. I fist knocked at Namjoon and V's room, no one's answering. Same as when I knocked at the next 2 rooms.

"They're all probably at Tito Kookie's room, ate" Winter quietly suggested.

"Maybe. Tara"

Before I knocked, the door opened.

"Hi!"

Jin shouted. Lakas ng boses!

"Hi!" V and Kookie greeted us while watching a Filipino channel. Yoongi is in the corner writing something probably a song.

"Come in! Come in!" Seokjin told us.

"Thank you" I said.

"Sorry, the room's a mess" luckily, Namjoon is here! And yes, the room is a huge mess.

"No, don't be. What do you want for dinner?"

He asked them in Korean. "Me! Shinigeng na lepu lepu! Hi babies!"

Greeted Hoseok. Sean and Winter ran into him as he opened his arms wide.

Namjoon asked everyone and they said any Filipino dish would do.

"Are you guys not resting?" I asked Namjoon "I hope we do rest" he answered.

I saw everyone but Jimin. I asked out of curiosity "You're not complete?"

"Everyone but Jimin are here. I guess he's washing up in his room"

"Oh, okay. So, are you guys eating here?"

"Yes!" They answered in unison except the maknae,

"No! Please leave me alone!" Wow. Our baby's getting good at it!

"No!" they teased him.

"Okay, I'll send you your food in a while."

They all said thank you. It's like they practiced what and when to answer.

"The kids can stay, right?" Namjoon asked me. I looked at the twins and they flashed me their twinkling eyes.

"Okay, I'll get them when your food is ready"

"Yes! Thank you!" Hoseok shouted. This man never loses his liveliness!

I opened the door to go out when someone shouted

"Ack!"

"What's that?" Namjoon said. We both checked out who the person was and saw a little mochi on sitting on the floor.

"Oh my God!"

It's twice in one night! I'm doomed.

"Are you okay?!" Namjoon and I asked.
Jimin held his hand, asking for help.

"I'm okay, hyung" he said.

"Oh my God I'm so so sorry. I'm sorry" I'm on the verge of crying.

"I'm okay"

he took a step closer to look at me, placing his right hand on my cheek.

I cannot open my eyes because he is too near. I can smell his menthol toothpaste from his breathing. I can smell his body soap as if he did not rinse his body. I can feel the water from his hair dripping on my hand.

My cheeks are burning.

"I'm out" I heard Namjoon said.

"Cheena, I'm... I'm okay. Sorry" he said.

I finally opened my eyes when I felt the cold air on my nose.

"You... mad?" He asked.

"Why would I be? Are you?"

"Okay" He said.

OH MY GOD THIS MOCHI IS TOO MUCH. HE DID NOT UNDERSTAND ME. TOO CUTE TO HANDLE.

"Come"

He said, holding my hand and dragging me out their hotel room.

Akala ko naman san pupunta, hinatid niya lang naman ako sa kwarto namin.

"Are you really okay?"

He covered his forehead, even if it's already covered by the – okay, dripping water from his bangs.

He just took a shower.

"Can I see?" I removed his hand from his forehead.

He kept his head bowed down, acting coy in front of me.

Aigoo, this mochi!

The pink mark on his forehead flashed.

"I'm sorry, Chim!"

I don't know why I call him Chim. I know his fans call him by that nickname, but I am not that of a fan, but I like Chim, it's almost the same as my name.

"Okay" he smiled.

"Bye. Thank you, bye" he hurriedly said and ran away from me.

Anong nangyari? Naintindihan ba nya ako?
I went to their staff's room to ask what they want for dinner and they told the same dish as BTS would be fine.