It's been a week of their tour and James was both enjoying himself and anticipating his coming home. They were now on the fifth leg of their tour, and their concert has just finished. This was their last performance here.
After taking at detour to Harry's room (since his mom is always asking him to check up on him whenever they were on tour), James proceeded to his own room.
He opened the door to see that his roommate, Josh is already asleep.
'Must be exhausted...' He thought. 'I am exhausted.'
Now that James thought of it, he realized Josh was always asleep once they come back to their hotel room.
'Must be where he gets his energy from... He's so hyper on stage.'
His eyes then went to the bedside table only to realize that Bangsie wasn't there.
He panicked. He rushed to the table and search for the doll. But it was only under the bed.
He sighed. "There you are..." He said taking Bangsie and putting her back on the table.
"I thought I lost you again." He said.
James was again thankful that Josh was already asleep.
He didn't know why, but he just couldn't stop talking to Bangsie. There was just something about the doll... It felt like she was somehow listening... understanding. He did this without him realizing he was doing it again most of the time.
One time he started talking to her after their rehearsal and asked her how her day was. Ivan thought James was talking to him and answered him. James just smiled at him but inwardly scolded himself for talking to that doll again.
"Maybe this is why Mira kept talking to you..." He said as he gazed at the doll. "What is it with you?" hlHe asked her.
The doll was still.
Only then was when James noticed that Bangsie is dishevelled.
"You fell from the table, huh?" He asked as he tried to arrange Bangsie's hair and gown but nothing changed.
"I'm making you look worst, aren't I?" He said. "Okay, I'll just ask Jelly tomorrow to fix you. Just endure for tonight..." He said.
Jelly, one of their make-up artists, has been very fond of Bangsie when he saw her. He even asked if he could have the doll but of course James refused. He wasn't really afraid of Mira or anything (like how his fellow members claim) but he didn't want his sister sad. He knew how Mira loves this doll. He was actually a bit jealous of the doll since Mira stopped playing with him when Bangsie came.
It was a bit weird when he called Mira to tell her that the doll was with him, but Mira seemed to have expected it. She just asked James to take good care of her doll. James promised he will.
He was alarmed one time he thought he has left Bangsie in his hotel room. They were rushing in the morning and James's things were already arranged by the staff and carried to their van. They were already away when James realized that he hadn't actually put the doll inside his bag. He panicked then. JC told him to check his things first, and he did so frantically. But Bangsie was inside his bag.
This has happened many times now. Once he left the doll in the van, once in their backstage, once with Jelly. But he always finds her back in his bag.
Now that he thought of it, it was really weird. It was a good thing the staff return her in his bag. But how did they know the doll was his? The other members and some of their make-up artists are the only ones who saw Bangsie... He hadn't really asked who returned her each time...
She dragged him back to her room shouting, "Bangsie is moving! She's alive!," to her bewildered brother.
James shook his head.
"Silly, thinking the doll is alive... You're not alive, right?" He asked Bangsie.
"Okay, it would be really creepy if you answered." He deadpanned but he still continued talking to her.
"I guess I'll call it a night, then. I'm starting to think of weird stuff. I'll just take a quick shower." He said as he went and pull out a pair of shorts and a jersey from his bag.
James entered the bathroom but Bangsie still didn't move. From her one week experience with James, she knew that he has the tendency to forget something and return to the room.
But after a while Bangsie heard the shower and she relaxed.
She too was thankful that it was this 'Josh' with James because most of the time he was asleep and Bangsie could relax. But she was not thankful when earlier Josh didn't notice her and accidentally knocked her off the table. She was trying to climb through the bed when James arrive. She only has seconds to jump under the bed so James wouldn't see her moving.
She turned to the vase on the table and look at her reflection. She really looked messy and it was really uncomfortable for her ribbon to be tilted the wrong way.
And her hair... she doesn't really mind that she looked messy but her hair accessories are loose and is pulling on her hair. It's heavy.
"I'll at least arrange my hair. Just so it wouldn't be unpleasant." She decided and hoped James wouldn't notice.
James inwardly scolded himself. He forgot to bring his towel, and he's already wet. He sighed and wore his jersey and shorts, damping them in the process.
"Might as well get a new pair of clothes..." He said.
Bangsie pulled on her hair. She couldn't believe she made it worst. She was trying to remove her hair accessories but then it just got more entangled in her hair.
James opened the bathroom door and went to his bag.
Bangsie didn't noticed, she was struggling to loosen the knots in her hair.
James wasn't looking in Bangsie's direction. But he was in his periphery view. And he noted some movements. He looked at the direction of the table expecting Josh to be stirring.
James dropped his things.
Bangsie turned.
James's eyes widen.
Bangsie's eyes widen, too.
"You! Y-you-" James stutter.
Bangsie shook her head. And seeming to realize what she'd done, slapped her face with her palm.
And everything went black to James.
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Bangsie (JaDine Fantasy)
FantasyGenre: Romance, Fluff, Fantasy Prompt: FT Island's Love PV AN: - sort of like a Wansa - AU, used characters in their seryes so it's easy to imagine. James has two younger siblings: Harry (Bailey) and Mira (Jana) - OOC James brought his little sist...