Encounter | MYG & KTH

Three Encounters

Leila pushed the door closed behind, her damp palm still clutching onto the door handle as she leaned her drenched body against the wooden frame. Her short dark brown hair stuck to the side of her neck, wet with rainwater. She chewed on her lip nervously, hesitant on whether or not she had it in her to move from this spot. Her hazel eyes followed the man she had just led into her hotel room. She would be lying if she said she wasn't slightly nervous.

"Hey Leila? Where are the towels?"

The smooth voice pulled her from her daze. Min Yoongi was looking at her. His wet black hair fell over his eyes. Droplets of water trickled down from his strands trailing teasingly down the side of his face. Leila exhaled deeply before offering him a bright smile. "In the towel closet, let me get you one." She pushed herself off her door, pulling down the short skirt of her satin red dress that clung to her wet skin. She was grateful for the button down shirt Yoongi lent her earlier, without it, her wet dress showed too much.

Leila made her way across the living room to a small hallway to the right that led to the bedroom. Opening the door of the closet in the hallway, Leila took out two fresh white towels. Pausing momentarily, she thought she could almost feel his gaze on her. Or maybe it was her imagination playing teasing tricks on her. Maybe she wanted him to be looking at her.

No, no they'd only just met... but Leila remembered seeing him once before. Was it at the grocery store a few days ago? He had a bucket hat on which almost covered his eyes making him barely noticeable to others. But she noticed him. Or more specifically she noticed his black and white tie-dyed bucket hat. It reminded her of her younger brother, someone she didn't want to think about at that moment. Leila turned back to the line of orange juice. Pulp or no pulp?

The bucket hat man stepped next to her. He needs orange juice too, she guessed. Leila reached for the no pulp bottle, but so did he.

Their hands almost touched before she heard someone call out in Korean, "Hyung, we're at the check out! Let's go!" Bucket hat man quickly diverted his hand to the bottle next to hers. Grabbing it, he hurried away calling back out to his friend, "I'm coming!"

He wanted no pulp but he grabbed the pulp bottle...

Leila shook her head slightly, clearing her thoughts as she turned around with the towels in hand. She gasped in surprise, stumbling backwards on her own feet. Her back hit the wall as she looked up at Min Yoongi standing close in front of her. So he was looking at her.

Yoongi raised a brow at her. "Why are you so jumpy?" He asked in straight tone, but a touch of amusement colored his expression. A playful smirk played on his lips as he took a step closer, leaning his head closer to the girl in the red dress as he whispered, "Or could it be that you're expecting something?"

Min Yoongi traced the girl's features with his dark eyes, remembering the look of pure astonishment and fear on her face as she was pulled up over the ledge of the suspended bridge between the cliffs of Barbados. She stumbled forward on the steel floor of the bridge gasping to catch her breath, her harnesses still strapped around her ankles and midsection. From the gentleness of her features, Yoongi wouldn't have guessed her to be a bungee jumper. Hell he could never even if someone paid him millions. That was the second time he had seen this girl on this trip. He watched her through the viewfinder of his camera as the bungee instructor helped her out of her harness. She was laughing now, turned to her friend who had gone just before her. A smile formed on Yoongi's lips before he panned his camera back to Jungkook looking giddier than a child as he impatiently stood on the ledge of the bridge.

"He's insane, Jungkook is gonna jump backwards!" Jimin called to him, he had a camera pointed at him on one hand and the other clutched onto the railing of the bridge. He was smiling but Yoongi could tell he was as freaked out as he was, being up this high. He never understood why Jungkook, Jin, Hobi, Namjoon, and even Tae loved torturing themselves so much every Bon Voyage season. Yoongi was convinced it was childlike stupidity rather than bravery that fueled them. Regardless, it was fun watching them.