Mystery Girl

The Fan-Signing 3

Yoongi had been listening idly to the end of the conversation between Hoseok and the fan he was talking to as his had already moved up, simply waiting for their interaction to come to an end, watching as she blushed at a compliment Hobi had given her. Yoongi had noticed, with interest, that she had managed to take his guard down; even if she did not realise she had.

The fear in her eyes is obvious as she introduces herself in Korean. Despite her obvious nerves, she has not stuttered once. This is impressive. Wanting to conduct a little experiment, testing how strong her determination is, casually, he smirks and nods. She is confused- exactly his plan. 

"Was my pronunciation off?" she asks curiously. He decides to go for it. "No, it's not that," He pauses with a smile, leaving her in suspension. "It's just that you are cute."

Her eyes widen fractionally before she utters, "I don't know what to say." 

His eyebrows raise at her modesty. "England, yes?" He asks with interest and she nods, calculating a response. "How old are you?"

"Twenty-three," she mumbles and he understands why she is being so cautious, he is quite a few years older than her and so she probably hoped she could pretend they were the same age.  

A memory resurfaces, the faces of the other members when they had been twenty-three; a faraway feat of the imagination it seems but only a few years ago. They had all been so fresh-faced and new to the world, especially Jungkook as the maknae, the most sheltered to the outside world as a cause of his young fame. 

Fading back into reality, the fairly large room and the chattering surrounds him again and he remembers y/n waiting to continue the conversation. With a note of surprise, Yoongi concludes that this girl is the same as the one when he was younger; able to make memories of the members resurface with simple things like her age.

Looking back up, he makes eye contact with y/n. He can tell that she is smart enough to realise that something is up. 

"You're really nice, we should hang out sometime." The words leave his mouth but the conversation seems so far away that he almost does not realise he has spoken.

With the knowledge that feelings stirred within him are ones that rarely awaken, Yoongi contemplates this girl. He has only felt this way once before- the increase in his heart rate and the tension rising in his chest. 

Y/n agrees with what has been said and carries on talking, despite the shift in atmosphere and an awareness of a truth untold. 

As the conversation draws to a close, Yoongi notices her scribble something down on a slip of paper in scrawling, sloping handwriting before pushing it towards him. 

Her phone number sits on the desk, random digits that hold significance. He tries to thank y/n but she has been replaced with the next fan who gazes at him eagerly. In preparation for the request of aegyo, he wonders about the memories he has just relived after 5 years of casual friendships.

The aura of brilliance and a flashing smile fills y/n's vision and the smooth defiance of his features sends her heart beating in a frenzy. His boxy smile and light brown bangs are irresistible and she instantly feels comfortable. Although all they've done is made eye contact, it feels as though they've known each other for years. 

Maybe it is simply his personality that makes her feel this way, the way he seems to be able to read a person so quickly and assess whether he wants to talk with them or not. She has spent plenty of hours- even years of her life imagining a conversation between them. So many different situations and settings.