Lost In Translation

The One With the Scuff Marks

27

~°~°~°~°~Melody's POV°~°~°~°~°~

"HEy!! We need a ride!" I yell as the second taxi drives right past us.

These people are jerks!

"Noona... We have a car." Jungkook sighs as he drags me away from the curb

"Riight." I nod as he opens the door for me.

"Why thank you, kind sir." I giggle as I enter the vehicle.

"당신은 내 질문에 결코 대답하지 않았습니다. 당신의 스타일은 무엇입니까?(You never answered my question, what is your style?)" Tae asks through his phone as he enters after me.

"I'm not sure what my style is, but I do know it's not whatever that was. (나는 내 스타일이 무엇인지 모르겠지만 그것이 무엇이든지간에 그것이 아니라는 것을 안다.)" I sigh as I motion toward the exhibit. "I do mostly digital these days, I have an app on my phone that I use. I'm not that great, but I enjoy it. I would show you some of my work but I don't have my phone so I can't pull it up. (나는 요즘 주로 디지털로 작업하며, 나는 내가 사용하는 휴대 전화에 응용 프로그램을 가지고있다.  나는 그다지 크지 않지만 나는 그것을 즐긴다.  나는 당신에게 내 작품을 보여줄 것이지만 나는 내 전화기를 가지고 있지 않아서 나는 그것을 풀 수 없다.)" I shrug.

For the rest of the ride, we debate, with the help of Taehyung's phone, several topics shaking the art world. Such as if using the color wheel is better than using a color graph or whether magenta falls under the color family of pink or purple, and the timeless argument whether Prisma-color pencils are in fact better than Faber-Castel.

"Enough! (충분히!)" Jungkook sighs as we near the restaurant, "분홍색은 분홍색이고 자주색은 자주색입니다. 왜 당신이 그것을 복잡하게해야합니까? (Pink is pink and purple is purple, why must you complicate it?)"

"Because, you uncultured swine, color values are important! (왜냐하면, 당신은 돼지를 배양했기 때문에 색깔 가치가 ​​중요합니다!)" Tae and I roll our eyes at Jungkook's ignorance and quietly continue our debate.

***

Once at the restaurant we find the others already sitting at the table.

Jin and Namjoon sit at the ends of the table while Hoseok and Yoongi sit beside each other on one side and Jimin is seated by himself on the other side across the table from Hoseok.

Jimin eagerly pats the seat next to him beckoning me to sit next to him, "Hey, Babe!" He coos making me want to gag as I take my seat.

"Hey," I say flatly as I watch where the others sit.

Jungkook sits next to me and Taehyung takes the empty seat next to Yoongi who is sitting across the table from me.

"오늘 너와 시간을 보내지 못해 미안해, 자기.  호석은 콘서트에 대한 나의 안무의 일부를 미세 조정하기 위해 저와 함께 일하게했습니다. (I'm sorry I couldn't spend time with you today, babe. Hoseok had me working with him fine-tuning some of my choreography for the concert.)" Jimin says as he pulls out his phone to translate before reaching his arm across my shoulders.

Instinctively, I cringe away from his touch as Jimin suddenly yells as he rubs his legs, "아야!  그게 뭐였지? (Ow! What was that for?)"