Every time someone walked into the coffee shop, I had a mini heart attack. Thankfully, though, no one immediately recognized me. I did see a couple people doing a double take when they saw me, and when that happened, I made sure to keep my head down and not make eye contact as I toke their order.
When I was on my lunch break, my mind began to drift towards my brother.
When we had gotten home last night, everyone had gone straight to bed, and I hadn't seen Jungkook this morning either.
My hope was that he had calmed down by now and I would be able to talk to him when I went to BigHit later. I didn't think I could handle another day of him ignoring me.
After my small breakdown yesterday, Jimin had been extra gentle with me. He had woken up early this morning to eat breakfast with me, and kept sending me cute little texts that made my cheeks turn pink. I savored every moment, because who knew how often I would see him after I moved out.
That was another thing. I had to find an apartment in Seoul, which could be crazy expensive, or at least more so then Busan.
Jimin and I had talked about it briefly before I had left for work, and quickly came to the conclusion I simply wouldn't be able to pay for it myself. I hated taking his money, but Jimin would be paying half of my rent. He had promised it would just be until I could support myself. The only reason I agreed was because I didn't want to move back to Busan.
I groaned when I glanced at the clock. Time to get back to work.
The rest of my shift passed quickly, even with my constant anxiety about someone recognizing me.
When it was finally time for me to leave, I put on a face mask and practically ran out the door. I decided to walk to BigHit, since it wasn't far and the weather was nice.
I wish I could have enjoyed my walk, but I kept fidgeting and adjusting my face masks. I turned a corner, and ran right into a girl who looked very lost.
And she was wearing a BTS sweatshirt.
"I'm so sorry!" She said quickly, bowing multiple times. I turned to walk away, but she asked a question before I could.
"Sorry, but could you help me find this restaurant? I'm from Ilsan, and I don't really know my way around." I nodded hesitantly, looking at anything but the shiny BTS logo plastered on her chest.
She told me the address, and I thought for a second, then began mumbling some directions. When I finished, she bowed again, gratitude in her eyes.
"Thank you so much..." She trailed off as we made eye contact. "Oh my god." I went into panic mode, trying to find any way to get out of this situation.
"You're Jimin's girlfriend. And Jungkook's sister." I winced. The girl was staring at me in disbelief. She had recognized me, even when I had a face mask on.
"Oh my god." She said again. I was frozen in place. "Could I take a picture with you?" She asked after a few seconds.
"Um..." I started, ready to say no and then get out of here. But she interrupted me before I could deny her.
"Please? I love the members so much, and if Jimin loves you, then you must be wonderful as well." When she put it like that...
"Yeah. Okay." I said quickly, before I changed my mind. The girl squealed and toke her phone out of her pocket. I toke off my face mask.
I leaned to put my arm around her, trying to give my brightest smile. She giggled, snapping a few pictures, telling me I was pretty and that she was so happy for me and Jimin. My face blushed at her compliments.
When we were done, she bowed for the tenth time and turned to walk away. My smile was genuine now, knowing I just made this girl's day.
Just as she was about to leave, I grabbed her wrist.
"What's your name? And your twitter?" I asked, putting them in my phone when she told me.
"Why?" She asked, her eyes bright with hope and curiosity.
"Check your DMs tonight. Whose your bias?" She squealed again, nearly jumping up and down.
"Namjoon." She breathed, and then wrapped her arms around me tightly in a way that made me gasp. "You don't understand what you have done for me. BTS helped me through so many hard times...thank you, unnie." I was a little surprised at how she addressed me, but smiled none the less.
When we finally parted ways, there was a burst of energy in my step.
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After a few more minutes, I was in front of the boys practice room. Only now did I remember that Soohyun said she had a surprise for me.
I pushed open the door, and my jaw dropped when I viewed the scene before me.
My eyes were first drawn to Jungkook and Taehyung, who stood out with their bright red and pink hair colors, respectively.
The next person I noticed was Jin, sporting bright orange hair that made me gasp a little.
I then scanned the room for my boyfriend, wanting to know if his hair was different as well. I covered my mouth when I finally saw him in the corner with Namjoon.
Jimin's hair was shorter, the sides of his head shaved. His once ebony locks were now a light brown, which suited him and brought out his eyes.
Seated next to him, Namjoon's hair was now silver. Yoongi and Hoseok didn't change much, both of their heads colored various shades of dark brown.
Soohyun burst out laughing at my reaction, as did Jimin and Jin. The others chuckled, even Jungkook, to my relief.
I ran over to Jimin, my hands reached to touch his newly dyed hair. I giggled when I did, sounding like a little girl on Christmas morning.
"Sorry, I know you liked my natural color." Jimin said to me, watching as I played with his locks.
"You could shave your head and I would love love you the same." I said, earning more laughs from the boys scattered around the room. I grabbed a chair, sitting across from Jimin and Namjoon.
I chatted with the two of them for a little bit, then jumped up in excitement when something crossed my mind.
"Namjoon oppa, could you do me a favor?" I asked eagerly.
"I'm a little scared, but of course." He answered, and I thanked him over and over.
I explained the situation to him, and he was more then happy to DM the girl I had meant on the street. He had beamed when I told him he was her bias.
When he had sent the message, I couldn't help but smile like an idiot. But attention was quickly pulled away.
"Naerin-ah." My brother called out. "Can we talk?"
~End of Chapter~
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