All My Fault

Bias

Walking along the beach, feeling the wind blow his black fluffy hair off his forehead, Jin felt at peace. Last week's events played out in his head like a movie. He was drowning in them, the memories of the last two years and his actions in the past few days. 

She was all he could think of, her face were all he could see at the back of his mind.  But he wouldn't think of her again, he decided, toughening up his heart. He had more important things to deal with.

 He had a huge task in his hands, one which he had to complete after returning home. He couldn't disappoint PD nim again.

While thinking of ways to maintain his dignity and his career, he didn't hear her. He was deaf to the world at that point of time. But when he felt a grip on his shoulder, he broke out of his reverie. While slowly turning around, the hand around his shoulder fell off. He saw a girl standing in front of him. 

"Her eyes are pretty" he thought.

She was staring at him with indifference at first, but then her eyes enlarged almost comically. Jin got slightly nervous of her expression yet he wanted to laugh at her expression. 

"Does she know me" he thought to himself. His thought got answered when her phone slipped off her hands and disconnected from the headphones that were still tucked to her ears. "...umjigijil anha; nan neoreul saranghae..." He got slightly surprised listening his not-so-popular cover song playing through her mobile. 

Jin smiled listening to the song unknowingly, his eyes on the phone which had a lock screen of the girl and a guy back hugging her. Then he heard a faint "Fuck. You're..." and his brows instantly furrowed at the curse word. He wanted to correct her and say "don't curse" like he would do to the maknaes. 

"KIM SEOKJIN" his attention got drawn to the voice which shouted his name out. 

It was a man standing behind the girl, the man from the lock screen. The girl seemed to snap out of her shock and she picked up her phone from the sand. The man quickly jogged towards him and started ranting. "Oh my god! I can't believe it! Are you real? Am I dreaming. Yah, Y/n pinch me please" he nudged the girl who was smiling largely.

Jin knew the both of them were ARMYs and he pulled his mouth in his trademark world-wide-charming smile.

"Hello. Nice to meet you" he waved. "I am real. She doesn't need to pinch you." Jin smiled widely, mainly because his English was spot on. "Gotta thank Namjoonie" he thought.

Before the tall man could open his mouth, the girl quickly covered his mouth. 

"Hello Jin hyung." She smiled at him sweetly, her cheeks red. "We are really big fans of BTS, as you can see " she smiled pointing at her over-washed BTS t-shirt. Jin smiled at that.

Then somehow, the man removed her hand away from his mouth and started talking over-excitedly. "I really love your voice and..." he  kept rambling on.

Jin loved meeting ARMYs, and he especially loved it when he got their attention. But at that moment he just wanted to leave, he was feeling exhausted. The fatigue and jet lag was no joke. Still he kept on maintaining eye contact with the fan and a wide smile on his face while answering his questions, politely. 

Jin looked at two figures standing at a distance, his friends. They looked at him with raised eyebrows, but he just shook his head, signalling that he could handle him.

"...just once, they are so soft!" Jin wasn't listening to what the man was saying, but when he shot his hands towards his hair Jin got startled and flinched back. Before the hand could reach him, the owner was dragged back, by his ear.