unafraid [bts x you]

viii. first day

We were dismissed with a head nod and wave once the news had been explained and my request settled, no arguments or further bargaining allowed about it. It was fair enough and I knew when to stop pushing, considering my luck. But, when everyone starting leaving without making any sign for me to follow along, I spoke up. I wasn't going to lie, I was actually looking forward to doing something that somewhat meant consistency; I hadn't had anything remotely close for almost a year now.

"Who am I going with today?"

RM glanced up from his phone to look at me. Then, he looked back down not even a second after. I thought he'd forgotten to send me off with someone, waiting a minute or so longer to hear him call out a name but that wasn't the case.

"You wanted to start today?"

His eyes landed on my cast, wanting to emphasize my inability to do so and I nodded. There was no way in hell I was going to be confined in that room any longer.

Sighing, he looked around to see if anyone was still in the room only to realize that everyone else had already left. He set his phone back down on the table, slowly. I could tell he wasn't too pleased with his only remaining option.

"I guess you're stuck with me," he said, moving over towards me, "Any objections?"

I shook my head. "No."

"No, sir," RM corrected sharply. I flinched. Although he didn't have that wild look in his eyes like V or J-Hope did, he was just as terrifying with words alone. If I was to respect anyone in this building, it was going to be him.

I swallowed and tried again. "No, sir."

RM snickered at my reaction. I was sure he was thinking to himself: "How did we end up babysitting a random girl from the streets" since I would think the same thing from time to time, hoping that they would keep their promise of at least letting my leg heal before throwing me out. As untrusting as I was, I held out for RM; from experience, his eyes never seemed to lie. And I can tell when someone lies.

"We're not doing anything too fun, so don't get excited," he warned, "all I'm doing today is labeling this week's shipments and things that have to be done."

I noticed he didn't have anything with him.

"Does that mean we're going back upstairs?" I asked. My concern was the lack of transportation to get to the conference room on the top floor but RM had already thought ahead.

"Yes, and since I'm not going to be waiting for you while you hop around, we're taking the elevator."

I paused. "...Elevator?"

There was a goddamn elevator in the building this whole time and J-Hope chose to carry me instead? I bit the inside of my lip to keep from going on off, irritated that I hadn't been told, even though they had no reason or obligation to do so. Still, I started wobbling bitterly behind RM, out of the warehouse and around the left corner of the hall. As promised, the elevator was waiting for us both.

Despite my thinning patience with the rest of BTS, I could easily tell than RM and Jin were the least troublesome to be with. RM didn't speak much, similar to Jin. Still, I expected at least some conversation, it would have made the elevator ride less... awkward.

He led me into a spacious office after stepping out and onto the floor above my room, further away from the bedroom's and on the opposite end of the conference room I'd visited so long ago. The lights were flipped on and I noticed that everything was so neatly organized and dusted. I didn't want to sit down, I felt like I would mess something up.