Lost In Translation

The One With the Rabbit

7

°~°~°~°~°Melody's POV°~°~°~°~°

"I thought they had stopped making these years ago!" I gasp as I see one of my favorite characters from my childhood.

The plushy is a white bunny with a yellow nose wearing a pink bonnet. The tag that was on it read: My Melody

I am slightly distracted as I feel Jimin's presence behind me. I bet I scared him by taking off as I did. I just got really excited. I should apologize but I am not ready to stop reminiscing quite yet.

You see, in America, people can buy premade "customized" magnets and key chains with their name on it. But no one ever sold a thing with the name Melody on it. It really disappointed me when I was younger.

But the one thing that came in my name and my name only was a white bunny that wore a pink bonnet. It made my younger self feel so special.

I fondly remember that feeling until I'm torn from memory lane by the clanking of change in metal.

I look to see Jimin guiding the crane skillfully towards the bunny. I hold my breath as he gets closer. It gets quiet as he continues to cautiously maneuver the claw just a bit closer...

"Hey, guys!!" Namjoon calls breaking the silence and making both of us jump. I drop my slushy - which spills all over the floor.

While Jimin tries to escape the blue dye splash zone, he accidentally pushes the button and the claw barely grazes the bunny.

I swear I hear him cuss under his breath before facing Namjoon with an aggravated expression.

"Oh, I'm sorry guys!" Namjoon says as he assesses the scene before running off to find paper towels.

I look at Jimin, then the rabbit, and then the remnants of my slushie that was absorbed into the carpet.

"Oops?" I shrug, raising my arms into a 'w' shape.

We both start laughing as Namjoon comes back with handfuls of paper towels.

"I didn't mean to scare you. 나는 너를 겁 주려고하지 않았다." Namjoon apologizes translating for himself as all three of us get to work on trying to get the slushy out of the floor as best we can.

"It's okay. " I smile.

"I think we have gotten it out as best as we can," I say as I carefully stand up making sure my makeshift hoodie dress doesn't ride up.

"나는 이것을 버릴 것이다," Jimin says quietly before picking up all the trash and walking away.

"He's going to throw it away," Namjoon says.

"Oh," I say, not wanting to be awkward about being alone with him. But I fail in doing so since the last time I saw him, I was literally dragged out of the room.
And I knew he and Yoongi were talking about me, I just don't know about what...

"I'm also sorry about earlier, I just had to clear somethings up with Yoongi." He sighs as if he read my mind. He gives me a small smile as he looks down at me with his hands in his pockets.

I nod, "It's okay, it was just really stressful not knowing what was going on."

"Truly, I am sorry about that. And I hope things weren't too awkward, I know these guys don't speak much English." He chuckles as he ruffles  Jimin's hair as Jimin returns.

"Actually it wasn't that bad..." I giggle, observing Jimin as he whines while trying to fix it by running his hands through his hair multiple times.