Waiting for Anpanman

Epilogue

Everything went.

Happiness went,

and so did loss

and pain.

Everything but love.

_Cassandra Clare

Hands laden with various bags of take-out, Jang Mira pushed on a door with her back and entered one of the green rooms for Studio 2 of KBS CBN.

"Noona!" An excited Taehyung popped up out of nowhere and ran like Naruto towards the assistant who had brought their snacks. Smiling his box smile, Taehyung said, "If you hadn't arrived, I would have died! Ah! Baegopa," before reaching for one of the plastic bags.

After giving attention to Taehyung, Mira headed over to the low coffee table that was seated right in the middle of a messy circle of sofas. As the food was unpacked and the various aromas of street food escaped their packaging, the older members roused from their mobile phone-induced zombie state. One by one, the members of Bangtan Sonyeondan crowded toward the food covered table.

"Masi-ssge deu seyo!" Mira smile happily as she watched the artists eat the snacks she had selected for them.

"Ah, maja!" Namjoon turned to Mira, biting a piece of odeng off its stick. "Any news on the security personnel hiring?"

"I think they found a new company to provide security services for your tour in Japan next week but I don't know the details," Mira answered kindly. "All I heard is that they were greatly recommended by the members of GF and Nam Joohyun CEO-nim."

The fans have been getting a bit wild lately and the boys had all experienced some sort of harassment or another when they appeared in public. Bang Sihyuk had finally decided before promotions started that they look for a better security agency. One that could actually protect his talents and not just create human chains to cordon off the fans.

Aside from that, Sihyuk was still wary of crowds even if it has been two years since the band's involvement with a gang member. He feared that even though the person was already dead, enemies would still try to take revenge by hurting the boys.

"How's he doing today?" Mira asked out of the blue, casting sad eyes over to the member clad in black sleeping on one of the sofas.

Following her gaze, Namjoon tried to smile as he chewed his food. "He's been good for quite some time now. Of course, I don't know what it's like inside that head of his. But I think he's finally moved on."

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Min Yoongi looked around the room. He was the last one to arrive at the meeting again. He owed it to the fact that he only decided to join the so-called briefing fifteen minutes before it was to start.

"Welcome, Mr. Min!" A lean, tall man addressed the latecomer. The man had the looks of a young condescending professor.

It was then that Yoongi realized that the room was arranged like an actual classroom. But with the addition of the members of Bangtan, the room looked like a detention class from those cliché American high school movies. The plastic chairs were scattered because of who – knows – what the maknaes have been doing and the boys seated in different manners. It reminded him of their Boy In Luv music video from five years ago.