Playing With Bullets

Chapter 6: Extinguishing Flames

I stared back at myself in the bathroom mirror. I had excused myself from the lifeless conversation to go to the restroom. But in all honesty, I just needed a break.

The stage makeup I had been wearing since that morning was fading. I didn't feel like fixing it. I wasn't showing off for them or anything.

Today had been one of the weirdest days I'd experienced in a long while, and most of my days were pretty hectic. Between meeting Rapmonster and Taehyung, I had to meet their members who seemed to hate me. Taehyung kept making advances, and I didn't even know if I liked him or not. He was messing with my head. So was Rapmonster. So were all of the attractive males.

I washed my hands. They started to get wrinkly from the water, so I shut it off. I giggled at the soapsuds still on my skin, but it was short-lived enjoyment. I stood there for a couple minutes. When I looked at my face again, I seemed tired. I worriedly touched my complexion. I hoped I wouldn't develop frown lines.

"Snap out of it Jisoo.", I mumbled, patting my face.

I said goodbye to my reflection and headed out the bathroom door. I nearly ran into Jungkook who was waiting infront of the restroom. He startled me.

"Oh, hey Jungkook.", I laughed hesitantly, "You waiting in line?"

It was dark outside and the lighting wasn't good inside the restaurant, especially the bathroom hallway, so I couldn't see his face very well. When he spoke, his tone was annoyed.

"This is the girls bathroom."

"Oh, hah, well I mean, if you're questioning your identity, I don't judge...", I trailed off realizing he still wasn't amused.

"I didn't follow you for the bathroom.", He protested.

I shifted uncomfortably. My smile wasn't returned.

"Then, what? You want to speak to me?"

He took a step closer. I could see his face in the dark lighting now. He glared down at me. I looked up at him nervously. He was about half a foot taller.

"... Jungkook?", I questioned softly.

"Look," he muttered, swiftly and aggressively, "Stop playing with my friends. Especially Taehyung. I know in the past you hurt Namjoon, which I'm still angry about. But he's getting over it. Taehyung's different. He's already starting to act differently because of you. If you hurt him, I'll..."

He stopped there. I knew what he was insinuating. I was already indignant.

"I'm not like that!", I choked out. My hands waved wildly infront of me as I spoke, "I'm not flirting with either of them. Ok? We're just friends. I don't want anything else.", I tried to explain myself.

"I don't believe you. There were rumors of you... Going around with idols in the past. ", He growled.

I flinched. It was true, I have had a lot of boyfriends. I was naive. I still was for thinking I could hang out with guys in a normal situation. Guys either hated me or wanted me. There was no in-between.

When I was in school the boys I thought were my friends ended up just wanting to date me. All the girls hated me for it. They hated me for how I looked. I did too. I never asked for this. Some may think it's nice to be sought after, but I've never been able to have a real relationship with anyone besides my Blackpink members because of it.

"... I don't want anything from you people!", I answered.

"Just stop already. I don't want you near BTS again.", He continued in a low growl, "You'll ruin our reputation if any of us are caught dating. So stop hanging out with us and get lost."