Enigma II : Magic Card

/14/ Bienvenue

I bit the inner corner of my cheek standing backward, fidgeting with the hem of my top. Jimin's hand found mine and squeezed to provide assurance. I tried to sidelong meet his eyes, while, four pairs met ours, of figures standing on the other side of the door, not happy at all. They were quiet, but their eyes asked: "care to explain?"

"Is it actually right? I don't think y'all'll be delighted to see me now..." I murmured at Jimin. He shushed, "I'll talk."

Jungkook's the one who had peeked his head out first from behind the broad shoulder of the oldest, a smile was there on his face, "Hi, noona." I awkwardly smiled to greet back.

"Hello Y/N." Namjoon smiled showing his teeth, trying to appear as jubilant as possible, "So- it's kind of late right now and-" His eyes stared at Jimin rather than me throwing questions abundantly, waited for any of us to fill up the space he left. 

Jimin spoke, sincere and clear, "Hyung, Y/N will be staying in the dorm tonight."

What?? All four of them exclaimed, not through voice but through wide eyes again. I felt the awkwardness surround me more. I lowered my gaze.

Jin said, clear irritation perceivable from his voice that he didn't yield to conceal, "We don't und-"

"Please let us in, first." Jimin almost pushed through the barrier of the standing males and escorted me inside. I stood before the couch and looked around. The dorm I had once came in as uninvited, in full light, it somehow rather appeared different, and homely.

The hyungs stood aligned, waiting for Jimin to speak.

Hoseok demanded, "You had rushed out in a jiffy a while ago. Where did you go?"

"Y/N's house." They all looked at me now.

"Why?"

Jimin took a small breath in and out and continued to speak, "They- some people intruded into her house. I was on the phone, I heard, so..." The faces darkened to a more serious expression, alert and attentive.

I said, "We should have had called the police first-"

"How many were they?" Namjoon cut me off. Jimin replied, "I don't remember, four, or three I think?" He lowered his gaze as if to gather his confidence at a place, then looked up, unequivocal he said, "I think it's better if we let her stay in with us for now," his volume lowered gradually toward the end of the sentence, almost inaudible by last two words he added, "for safety..."

There was no commencement of voice throwing a fit. I looked at all at once. Jimin was now standing as stiff as me, short and waiting for the elders of the house to speak.

Namjoon claimed a guttural rumble, then looked at me softly, "Y/N, umm...if you don't mind, would you please excuse us for a second?" I nodded quickly and walked an apparent two-meter distance away. Five were gathered in a circle, whispering a serious conversation unhearable from this side. I waited.

After what it seemed like five minutes, they stood aside, faced me with the purest fake smile on.

"So Y/N-" Namjoon said, "After discussion, we have concluded that since it's late right now and as you live alone at your house, Jimin did right. We suggest that it's better if you, uh, stay in our dorm for the night, if you find yourself comfortable."

I tried to sound guilty enough through a low voice, "I am really sorry I interrupted all of you at this hour, I would have been fine-"

"No, no, it's totally okay. You're our manager and it's also our duty to look after you too like you do. We don't have spare rooms but- Jungkook," Namjoon turned at the youngest, "move in with Jin and Yoongi. Jungkook uses to have the whole room for himself, Y/N, will you be fine staying in his?"