Running In Circles // pjm.

Problem?

[Third person POV]

Jimin and Jungkook sat on the dinner table eating ramen and talking about the upcoming show in Tokyo. "I'm excited," Jungkook said. "The outfits are really cool. Hopefully the buttons are stronger than the last show's..." he said, laughing slyly.

"Oh, shut up about that already. It's not like my body was unprepared... so it's all good," Jimin said, smiling at the memory of the fans screaming when his shirt ripped.

Taehyung strolled over, ramen in hand and lazily sat by Jimin. Yawning loudly, he nonchalantly questioned, "aye, what's the deal with you and Tara?"

Jimin stiffened, "what deal?" he asked.

"I know you aren't friends like the rest of us are with her, but today it seemed even more awkward than usual. You were even... sort of... rude. So, like... what's the deal?" he asked again.

Wow, he noticed that? Jimin thought. Got to give him some more credit.

"Nothing important. We might have had a little argument over the shirt incident, but it's not a big deal." Jimin said, shrugging.

"It kind of is, though. She's our head stylist, we should all be comfortable with her. You guys weren't bffs, okay, but the vibe between you guys is hostile now and that isn't good for the team's dynamic. She's pretty cool, so I don't know why you are like you are with her. Besides, she's gone through enough already after moving, and  to top that, she took the blame for the accident. Don't put her through more." Taehyung said, all too casually.

"What do you mean? What has she been through?" Jimin asked, prodding.

Taehyung now realized what he had been saying. Looking up with ramen spilling out of his mouth, "nuffin, juss some stuff," he said slurping up the noodles.

"Okay. I'll talk to her, I guess. And put your food inside your mouth, Taehyung-ah, aish..." he said, standing up and heading to the kitchen. He put his plate away and thought, I was kind of a dick...