Rumors|| Yang Jeongin

18

jeongin sighed heavily as he finally sat down in his commute car after the entire thing happened. the entire feeling behind the new discoveryㅡ if you can even call it thatㅡ felt surreal.

he walked in, feeling the same he had for the past four years he's been an idol, free yet restricted. it was like he was in a land where he can do anything except go to a specific area. but boy oh boy when he walked out, it was like he experienced an entirely different world from which he felt in the first place.

it was like an invisible shackle came loose from around him and suddenly, he didn't know what to do with it. sure, his boss told him at the meeting, but the official statement release conference, made it all......different.

he knew he had to talk to eunseo immediately, ask her for her thoughts about the entire thing, make sure she's okay, and his daily thing, you know. most importantly, he had to tell her about the craziest thing that happened to him today. he was getting crazy weird looks from [redacted] larely.

it was weird to him, really. he knew that eunseo and ryujin were the best of friends, and that him and ryujin were also close, but for [redacted] to be giving him those kind of looks, it made his day crazy, hectic even. and to add on to everything else, people were speculating that he and ryujin had something going on because he helped her.

pfft. delusional.

he comes back to the earthly world once he feels the buzz of his phone, and like she could read his mind, it was eunseo. he was so happy to hear her voice after such a hectic day. talking to her about everything and nothing, as usual, but the tone in her voice, her hurried words, even the slight pattern of her breath when she gets silent, it made him worried.

she wasn't okay. she was nervous, possibly even afraid, and he knew her like he knew his choreography. engraved in his mind are her actions and reactions, and he knew, she was scared. he wanted to ask her for the longest if she was okay, why she sounded so scared. why her breath would hitch and it sounded like the car took a turn, but the way she continued to keep the supposedly calm conversation going, made him understand, that she didn't want to talk about it. she just needed him to talk, so she would calm down.

and so he didㅡ speaking, laughing, whining, singing, humming, imitating, justㅡ all he needed to do to take her mind off of whatever fear clouded her mind and set off her alarmed thoughts. he wanted to be there for her, physically, of course, but if this would suffice, then so be it. he could hear how she would giggle along, the smile in her voice sometimes would make an appearance and he knew that he was progressing in his self proclaimed mission.

then he saw it. or what he thought could be it. he could recognize her car from a mile away, obviously, since he golden color really brought out all of her various stickers. the way she turned from two corners in front and started to speed down to catch the green light, and the sleek black suv that was practically on her tail said it all.

he started to worry as well. who was it? why were they following her? was it some kind of mafia king who wanted her to be his baby mama or something? was it the feds that finally caught on to her encrypted messages about aliens? it probably was just her aunt asking for some more money to drink again. but that wouldn't make since if she was so scared.

"someone's tailing you?"

he blurted out, before his mind could react, causing her breath to hitch once more, a very resound gulp forming and sounding off after the question had been asked, and he knew, once and for all, that this was what she was so afraid of.