Her Private Life [PJM]

Jimin

"Noona~ So you're like...Really pretty." I flirt with the makeup artist.

"Stop messing around and let me do my work." She says smiling, doing my eye makeup. She denies it all the time but I know she likes it. People have a hard time resisting me, And I'm very much aware of that.

"Ms. Song, If you keep looking at me like that, I really might do something we'll both definitely regret tomorrow." I quietly say, teasing her flustered form as I catch her staring at my lips.

"Yah!" She yells, alarming everyone else in the room. "Yah, Stop that!", She warns in a hushed voice after muttering an apology. I chuckle.

"10 Minutes for the stage! Everybody out!!" Manager hyung announces and the makeup artists  give us final touch-ups. 

"Bang-Bangtan, Bangtan!" 

We all move out of the styling room and feel our bodyguards right beside us. All 8 of them, surrounding us, ready to dodge any harm that may come our way. 

"Ms. Jung? You've got Jimin covered, right?" The head bodyguard asks and She replies in her sweet voice that contrasts her profession. "Right, Sir!"

"Ms. Jung, Have I ever asked you this before, Why are you a bodyguard?" I ask.

"Yes. You have, Sir." She replies, almost uninterested in carrying out the conversation.  

"Is this how you replied the last time too?" 

"Yes, Sir."

"I already told you, You don't have to call me 'Sir'."

"Here you are, Sir. Break a leg!" And with that, I get pushed on to the spot that'll take me to the main stage.

AFTER THE SHOW

"You all did great!" We greet the happy staff backstage and walk back to the styling room. "ARMY~!!!" Suga Hyung screams. 

They're filming us backstage. 

"Thank You so much for this award ARMYs!! We love you sincerely and dearly." Jin hyung ends his little speech by blowing his infamous kiss and one by one we thank our fans for this wonderful win again.

Soon, The filming crew leaves and our makeup artists get to undo all the beautiful things that they did to our faces a few hours ago. 

"Ha~~", Namjoon Hyung sighs out loud. "I know.", Jungkook mutters, exhaustion taking over his body. Nobody ever realizes this, But Award shows are pretty tiring, especially when you have to end the show with a memorable performance involving a hard and tiring choreo. 

I take out my phone and go through my personal Instagram feed. Yes, I do have an Instagram account. And, Yes, It's private and secret.

"Jimins_Jams"

I bet she's a stalker. She gets those photos of mine which are literally impossible to take and her posts look way too real to be considered as edits. Obviously, She's ridiculously popular among fans for having such kind of access to their idol's private life. Judging by her posts, It just feels like she's always watching me. 

Like, She's always nearby.

Eventually my heavy eyes take over me and I manage to get into a comfortable position before falling asleep.

"Let's move! The area's clear now, We have to go. Jimin Sir, Wake up!" That sweet voice, Ms. Jung. I turn my back to her, still sleeping, hoping she would let me sleep some more.

"Sir, It's time. You can sleep in the car. Others are already there."

"Fine." I yawn and rub the sleep out of my eyes. Was she smiling? She doesn't smile a lot though. Occupational habit, Maybe? I grab my phone and follow her out of the room.

"You don't smile a lot. Why?" I ask, trying to flirt with my cute bodyguard.

"Sir?"

"I told you not to call me that!" I whine. 

"Jimin, You still have those on!" Ms. Song walks up to us, catching our pace.

"Noona, Are you that eager to take my clothes off?" 

"Yah! Stobb it!" She smacks my arm and I giggle.

"I'll return it tomorrow."

"Sure, Just don't let your clumsy ass spill Soy sauce on your White T-Shirt like the last time! Be very careful, Those ripped Jeans are pretty expensive too."

"One time, that happened!" I snap, making her laugh. I wave both of them goodbye and take a seat in the car with half-asleep BTS. I take out my phone to check out the notifications. 

"Jimins_Jams has uploaded a new post."

I click on the notification and my eyes drop off my face when I see the photo.

Was she here just now?