PERFORMER ㅣKTH fanfictionㅣ

VII. Blue

A few days passed and I haven’t seen Taehyung for quite some time. I kind of missed him. Well not missed entirely, we exchanged a few messages, but I missed seeing him, missed smelling his scent. Missed his smiles…..

Work was also a little exhausting lately. The concert was a madhouse, Twice made their comeback and we were at a different music show every day. I was walking down the hallway at a certain TV station building, just got my hair and makeup done. My outfit was a bit revealing though. I was cold.

,,Emma?’’ someone called my name. I turned around only to see Taehyung walking towards me. His hair was BLUE. And it looked better than any other colour he had ever tried. I swear this boy spends all his time contemplating on various ways how to end me. ,,Hi. What are you doing her---‘’ I was cut off by him pulling me into what could only be a makeup room. He quickly looked around and said ,,I’m sorry. The place is full of reporters.’’ He looked me over twice ,, You look….. different.’’

,,I look different? Your hair is blue.’’ I said reaching out and ruffling his hair. He  just smiled cockily ,,Yes, it is. Do you like it?’’

,,I do actually.’’ I said, my hand still on his head. I realised it and pulled my hand away.

,,I don’t mind. I like you playing with my hair. Are you performing here today?’’ he asked.

,,Yes. Why do you ask?’’ I asked, still flustered from what he said just now.

,,Oh I’m going to cheer on you. I’m a special MC for today.’’ He boasted. I looked at my phone. The recording starts in a few minutes. ,,I really need to go now. See you later.’’ I smiled one last time and left him in the makeup room alone.

We were doing the routine about a third time when I saw a blue head in the audience. He is crazy. He is worried about reporters seeing us talking in the hallway, but there he is on the edge of the crowd behind all the reporters waving a Twice lightstick like he is cheering on his girlfriend or something. Aaaah this boy never fails to amaze me. I couldn’t help but smile tough.

The recording took longer than usually. I changed my clothes and was ready to leave when my colleague Mijoo stopped me ,,Hey Emma. Someone left this here for you.’’ She smiled with her eyebrows going all the way to her hairline, and handed me a flower and a note. It was a blue rose. The note said :            

    You were amazing. Twice who? I only saw you on that stage today.

                                                           TH

I smiled as I read that note over and over again. ,,Looks like someone got herself a boyfriend’’ Mijoo teased. ,,It’s not like that’’ I replied still smiling. ,,Who is it? Is he a dancer? Someone from the staff? Camera director? Tell us!’’ Mijoo and the rest of the girls all looked at me in anticipation. ,,He’s just a friend…’’ I said, still smiling widely. ,,Yeah right…’’ Mijoo declared. ,,I’m leaving, bye girls!’’ I waved my hand while walking out.

I was still flustered. Why did he do this? Why does he do things like that? He makes my heart flutter. What does he want with me? The big Kim Taehyung. I’m scared. I’m scared of him…. But mainly, I’m scared of myself. Of what his actions are doing to me. I never felt like that.

When I got home I got a message:

17:16 TaeTae💜🐯

    What are you doing tomorrow? 😋

17:17 Me

Not much… Why? 🙂

17:17 TaeTae💜🐯