euphoria | knj √

12: run.

"Run, run, run again. it's okay to fall. Run, run. Run, again, it's okay to get hurt. I'm alright, even if I can't have you. Pitiful destiny, point your finger at me."

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"OK, I think we're all done now, right? Does anyone need more takes?" Yoongi asked after Jungkook exited the booth. He looked to the producer, who gave the affirmative that they were all good to go.

"I personally think we were fantastic today." Rein said, smiling.

Jimin and Hoseok put an arm around her shoulder, putting her in the middle. She felt uncomfortable at the sudden affectionate gesture at first but eased into it as she remembered the cultural difference.

"We should take the rest of the day off. You know, to celebrate a new song. Well, almost a song," Hoseok said. Rein laughed.

"Man, I wish. Unfortunately, the rappers need to do their verses a-"

"It's already 2:30 though..." Hoseok said with a disappointed expression.

"I... um... " Rein looked at Yoongi and Namjoon, who were in a deep discussion about something she couldn't hear. She poked Namjoon's shoulder, and he turned around, irritated, but softened his expression when he realized it wasn't one of the boys.

"The guys want to rest early and wanted me to come with them, but I don't think I have that authority to let them go..." He did a shooing motion with his hand.

"I didn't expect them to stick around for the whole thing anyway. Hoseok, you sure you want to take off early now? You'll just have more work to do tomorrow," he said. If Rein didn't know any better, she would have thought he had a look on his face that said he already knew the answer to that question. Hoseok seemed to consider this prospect for a while, then shrugged.

"What the hell. You only live once, right?" He looked to Rein, then laughed.

"No skin off my back," she said, then bit her lip. She suddenly felt too big in this little room, full of people that suddenly felt right up against her, though they weren't, and her rational mind knew that.

All she knew was that she couldn't stay there any longer, especially next to Namjoon. Something about him didn't make her feel quite right. Every time she saw him, she felt a sickness of some kind. She couldn't explain it, but she also couldn't say she hadn't felt it once during her lifetime.

But Rein couldn't remember where or when she felt this exact feeling before.

"Okey-doke. Let's go then," she said to everyone, then turned to Yoongi and Namjoon. "You guys coming?" 

Namjoon shook his head, then said, "Agust D's in the zone right now. I can't let him get too crazy without me." She nodded, waving at the pair before walking out with the others.

Rein intended to have fun whether she liked it or not.

And that she did. She bonded with Jimin, who listened to her ramble about her lyrics like a broken record, except in broken Korean. (her second language abilities became poor when she had a few drinks.)

"Hey... You're really fun," Taehyung had slurred, giving her head a pat that was a bit too hard. Hoseok wiggled his finger at her, which she could only take as an agreement.

"Mhm..." she had responded back, or that's what she thought she said. When she woke up the next morning, she just shook her head and wondered if she had a legitimate problem. She thought she was a bit more fun when she got buzzed, though. She loosened up and let herself be a normal human being. The fire in her eyes burned through her worry and into the skies above.