The 8th member | BTS ff

On edge: misunderstood

I sprint into the cinema room to see them all with terror riddled upon their faces. Each of them are clinging onto each other apart from Yoongi who is unfazed. 

Jungkook turns around to look at Yoongi, still oblivious to the source of fear that has caused all of the members to cling onto each other. 

"w-w-what happened in D-Daegu that m-makes t-this seem l-like nothing...?" Jungkook asked Yoongi whilst pointing at the horror film that was paused on the screen. None of them had noticed my presence because of the adrenaline pumping through their veins. I looked over to Yoongi and saw him smiling at me which made all the other members curious, so they turned and acknowledged my presence. 

"Leila!" They all shouted in unison as they pushed themselves off each other and crossed their arms attempting to cover up what they were like a moment ago. I chuckled as they looked around awkwardly. 

"Are you all alright?" I asked trying to hold back my laugh as they all tried to put on their best unbothered faces as they all nodded nonchalantly.

"Of course, why wouldn't we be?" Taehyung said sitting up straight trying to appear more manly so I would believe their obvious lie. 

"Well, when I was cooking; I heard a collective scream coming from here which makes me think otherwise." I giggled at their embarrassed faces going shades of red and pink. They all had appeared to have given up on the lie, knowing that I didn't believe them. "Dinner will be ready in 10 minutes." I said before turning around and walking out of the cinema room laughing to myself. 

Jin was at the end of the corridor leading up to the cinema room. He ran up to me at full speed and gripped my shoulders. 

"Are they all right?!" He questioned with a panicked tone which reminded me of how I felt just a moment ago until I was gladly mistaken. 

"Yes, they are fine. They are watching a horror film." I said laughing slightly as Jin started to do his windshield wiper laugh causing the ability to hold in my laugh near impossible. "Let's go back and finish dinner." I said trying to contain my laughter and Jin nodded, still unable to contain himself which consistently made not laughing impossible. 

We walked back to the kitchen and finished preparing the food as I began to set the table for all of us which didn't take very much time. Jin set out the food on the table as I poured all the drinks for everyone. 

Suddenly, there was a group of loud footsteps stampeding down the corridor which caused me and Jin to both look at each other in confusion. All of the members were standing at the kitchen entrance with drool around their mouths, looking at the food that had been set out on the table only a second ago. 

"It's not ready ye-" Before Jin could finish his sentence, Jungkook had sat down with Taehyung and Jimin, Hoesok had started to feed Yoongi some food as he wasn't putting anything on his plate and Namjoon had already broken his glass which Jin cleaned up for him and checked if he was injured. 

I sat down next to Yoongi and teased him for letting Hoesok feed him like a child. He growled at me and started to serve his own food and slapped Hoesok's hand away so he would stop feeding him. Yoongi doesn't usually eat that much, I'm starting to get slightly worried about his weight loss but I know he just doesn't have a very big appetite. 

I put a small amount of food on my plate due to my strict diet put in place by the company because of the postponed concert that is happening in a few days. Since there has been so much happening this past week, we needed to postpone our performance a couple of days because none of us were in the right state of mind to perform a song, let alone a performance. We are performing our new song and Me, Jimin, Jungkook and Hoesok are doing a dance piece which is really complex. 

I haven't practised for it, I'll ask Jimin, Jungkook and Hoesok if we can go to the practise rooms tomorrow so we can practise together. It's going to be weird going back to the practise rooms after everything that happened there. I'm just going to have to keep my head down and focus on the dancing, not on the tragedy that happened there that was partly caused by me. 

"Leila, are you alright? You look down and you haven't eaten very much." Namjoon asked as I noticed the small portion on my plate was nearly untouched and my face had been looking down at the floor. 

"Yes, I'm okay. I was just thinking about the performance that is in a few days. I haven't practised but I'm hesitant to go back to the practise rooms after everything that has happened there." I stated which left a moment of silence throughout the room until Hobi spoke up. 

"We don't have to practise there tomorrow, we can go to our private one in the gym downstairs." He suggested which sounded like a great idea because we could avoid the press and we could practise for longer due to the closeness of the studio. "It's not very big but it should be fine." Hoesok informed me which I didn't mind because it posed no obvious problem. 

"That sounds great, thank you." I replied as he smiled sweetly and nodded. Namjoon was still looking at me with a concerned face. "I'll eat, don't worry." I said putting a spoonful of rice in my mouth which made Namjoon's concern subside slightly. 

Suddenly, I felt a hand on my thigh; I looked up from my food to see Yoongi smirking at me. "Eat as much as you want, just save your appetite for later..." He whispered which caused the hair on the back of my neck to stand up and shivers to run down my spine. 

Everyone finished the food really quick which honestly didn't surprise me. 

"Oh man, holy shit; that was amazing." Jungkook stated which caused us all to chuckle at his use of the swear word he most likely didn't know the meaning of. 

"Jungkook! Didn't your dad ever teach you about foul mouths!" Jin scolded him but Jungkook just began to smirk and he licked his lips slowly. 

"No, Taehyung never taught me about foul mouths...he tends to like them." Jungkook said winking at Taehyung who has bright red in the face and chased after him down the corridor as we were left in shocked silence. 

"Let's clean this up." I said as they members awkwardly fumbled to bring their plates to the sink. 

All of a sudden, there was a loud smash behind us. We turned around to reveal Namjoon standing there by the table, looking down at the broken bowl on the floor. 

"Why do I break everything!" Namjoon screamed as he stomped his foot on the ground in frustration. 

"That's because you're the God of destruction." Jin said smirking at Namjoon who had now gone a bright shade of red. 

"Oh no, not you too!" Jimin shouted covering his ears. 

To be continued...

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