𝘽𝙏𝙎 𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨 [𝘙𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥]

Yoongi-06

Had to write this chapter twice cuz Wattpad deleted my first one -.- park you

requested by Gentlemoon

Eun Hae's POV

Finally arriving at Japan, I jumped onto the bed to stretch out. It's gonna be super tiring the next three days. Working as their stylist is definitely not the hardest job but dealing with is harder. In a split second, Taehyung would want a grey shirt then changed to yellow. When the concert is near, Jungkook and Jimin would go missing playing catching catcher somewhere. Namjoon would keep breaking stuff and one of them was my palette that I loved the most. Hoseok and Jin would joke around while Yoongi was the best, he would simply sleep and do nothing.

*knock knock
"Come in!" I jumped off the bed to get the door. When I opened the door, Jin was standing behind it. "Eun Hae ah, could you fix my hair?" He asked. I looked at his perfectly done hair. I hit his chest and narrowed my eyes, "If you're trying to run away from Manager Sejin just because he's giving out diet schedules, you've been caught." I rolled my eyes.

Jin quickly barged into my room without saying anything and hopped onto my bed. "Jin, get out!" I yelled. He shook his head, "I wasn't running away from manager-nim. Plus, I wanted to change my hair color. And, tonight we all are going out and I want you to join us." He smiled.

I sighed, "You know I'm not allowed to do that. You don't want scandals, do you?" I glared at him. "I don't. Besides, you're going with all of us." He groaned. All of us meant Yoongi in it. Wanting to see him, I nodded my head. I've always had this crush on Yoongi but never actually told him because it was against the rules and I don't think he likes anything other than sleeping and rapping.

"Alright, I'll text you the place and time later. Bye!" Jin waved at me before leaving. I unpacked my luggage, trying to find a decent dress for dinner, either formal or not. I still wanted to look in front of Yoongi. It was when I found Yoongi's shirt in my bag. It was last minute and his luggage was already locked so he asked me to put his shirt into my luggage.

I grabbed the shirt and headed for Yoongi's room. I knocked onto the door several times until someone answered the door. Yoongi coldly stared at me. "This," I handed him his shirt. He took it and slammed the door into my face. He really doesn't like me. Although I felt hurt, I didn't felt too much cuz I didn't expect in the first place.
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I decided to wear a pink dress since it was the only decent I have in my entire luggage. I grabbed my purse and went to the car park where BTS was waiting. "You're late noona, I'm really hungry." Jungkook pouted. "I'm really sorry, I just-" then Jin cut me off. "It's fine. None of us is hungry yet, except for Jungkook. By the way, you look pretty in pink." Jin patted my head. I gave him a smile.

(At the restaurant)

Jin and Namjoon were ordering while I was just looking at Yoongi who was quietly using phone. "Yoongi, would you like mint for your hair color tomorrow?" I asked, referring to the concert. He shrugged without looking at me. "Do whatever you want." he mumbled. Jin turned to him, noticing his grumpy mood. "Yoongi ah, everything alright?" he asked, his voice filling with concern.

Yoongi set his phone aside and huffed, "Are you worrying about me? Of course, you live such a perfect life by making other miserable." Yoongi hissed. The whole table became silent and exchanged looks. Jin sighed and drank the whole glass of water that was next to him. 

Suddenly the waiter arrived and placed the dishes onto the table which eased up the situation a bit. "Noona, should I go blonde for tomorrow?" Jungkook asked while chomping down the food. I laughed and shook my head, "No coconut, you can't. Have you ever seen a blonde coconut?" I asked.