A/N: Okay, don't hate me after this chapter. *ducks and hides*
oOo
Jia stood by the main entrance, her phone pressed to her ear. It was probably the twentieth time she'd tried calling you. However, the last few times she called it went straight to voicemail indicating your phone had either died or was turned off.
Hardly anyone was left in the building, drink cups and forgotten food was littered on the floor and the custodial staff had already begun their cleanup. Jia wondered if they would clean her up too.
She felt worry grow in her chest. What if Seagull had been a creepy stalker? What if had been kidnapped? Yet, there was still a part of her that was angry, because you left her when she needed you.
Jia remembered all the glances Jimin had stole at her during the show. She tried not to look back, but felt her eyes watching each step the boy made. Beyond what happened between them, his performance was amazing. Jia had performed before, but it was normally only a short performance that had taken her months of preparation. Even one of her videos took a couple weeks. Jimin, however, performed every routine perfectly.
"Kang Jia?" a security guard asked.
Jia nodded.
"Come with me," he said.
Jia's heart beat quickly and she hesitantly followed the security guard as he led her to a door marked 'Backstage'. She began to fiddle with the hair tie she always kept around her wrist and snapped it against her skin. It was the only thing that kept her from bursting into tears. She needed to get away, she needed to see you. The thing she absolutely didn't need was to come face to face with Park Jimin halfway down the corridor.
"Jia," he said. "I'm sorry, I know you don't want to see me right now, but this is important."
Jia nodded, knots tying in her stomach as Jimin touched her elbow lightly, leading her towards the main backstage area.
"Do you know where Mina went?" he finally asked.
Jia shook her head. "No, I've been calling her for the past hour."
"Jungkook has tried too," Jimin said, sighing.
"Wait? Jungkook?"
"Oh yeah," he said. "Jungkook is Seagull. He revealed himself to Mina earlier and she ran off. We thought she just went back to her seat, but then I saw you alone."
Jia paused. "You knew the whole time he was Seagull?"
Jimin nodded, his eyes resembling a puppy.
Jia sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. Tears were beginning to swell against her tear ducts and she wanted nothing more than to just go home. She turned and headed back towards the entrance.
"Wait," Jimin said, grazing his fingertips against the back of her hand. Something like an electric shock passed between them, causing them both to recoil their hands backwards, but causing both to stop, enjoying the tingly aftermath. "At least let one of our cars take you home. It's late."
After a moment, Jia nodded and followed Jimin to the back entrance. The corridor opened up into the backstage area and the rest of the boys lounged around the room. Jungkook sat in the corner of the room against the wall, his knees pulled up into his chest. In his hands he held a small bouquet of flowers and Jia felt her heartache as she realized they had been for you.
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