Mikrokosmos. (A BTS Romance Fanfic)

Chapter 8: Who's calling now?

[Taehyung]

"Where are you going, hyung?" Jungkook suddenly popped out of nowhere.

I was tying my shoes and getting ready to go to Isabelle. She told me that she was preparing some studies for their next exhibit and I figured it was the best excuse for spending time with her.

"Out." I shortly answered.
"To Isabelle?" He asked.
I stood up straight and stared at him.
"Why are you asking?"
"In case the others ask where you are. We still need some improvements in some of our songs, you know"
"I know. I'll come back in the afternoon. Don't worry." I smiled and left him.

Jungkook has been acting weird in the past few days. He would sometimes come in my room and stare at Isabelle's photos. One time, he came and asked me what camera I can suggest for him.

"You wanna buy a camera?" I asked him..
He scratched his head. "Well, I've been thinking of learning photography. I can also ask Isabelle to teach me"
"No"
"Why not? She's teaching you." He raised his eyebrows at me.
"Well, she might be busy."

He just shrugged it off and went out.

There was also a time when we were eating dinner, he asked all of us how to make sure that you like someone. It was chaotic.

"You will understand when it comes" Namjoon hyung said.

Nobody gave a straight answer.

Anyway, I should put that aside for now.

I arrived at Isabelle's house and she welcomed me with excitement.

"Come in. I was waiting for you." She said.
"You were?" I teased.
"Well--- not like obsessively waiting. It was-- you know, you said you were coming---" she stuttered.
I laughed at her and patted her in the head.
"I'm just teasing you."

She pouted and teasingly punched me.

She lead me to her study where she always do her works. She pulled a chair so I can seat beside her.

"I've been getting ready for our exhibit. Mae and I agreed that we won't be having a uniform theme this time. I wanted to capture our move here in Seoul. I wanted to share it with people." She said with full excitement.

"Sort of like a documentary?" I asked.
"Not necessarily. It's more of like - a diary." She smiled.
"That's cheesy." I teased. "But I think a lot of people would like it. A lot of people who live here actually moved here to make their dreams come true, so I can feel that people would relate to it."
"You think so?"
"Yea. Besides, you're the best when it comes to capturing candid moments. Whatever you put out, I know people would love it."
She smiled. "Thanks."

She continued to show me some of her photos. They were beautiful. She showed me a technique in editing, a good way to use foreground on photos, fixing the lighting and colors of the photo---everything.

"Am I saying too much? Am I boring you?" She suddenly asked me.
"What? No. I like it. I'm learning a lot."
She smiled at me.

"If somebody asked you to teach them photography, would you?" I asked her.
"Well, I am teaching you" she laughed.
"No, I mean. If another guy asked you. Would you?" I stared at her.
She stared back at me. "Are you talking about Jungkook?"

What? Did he already ask her?

"What?" That's all I was able to say.
"He messaged me earlier asking if I can also teach him." Isabelle said.

That brat.
So he is serious about this, huh?

"Will you?" I asked.
"Will I what?"
"Will you teach him?"
"I can. I'm not doing anything aside for preparing for our exhibit. I have plenty of time." She rested her back at the chair as she answered.
"And will you invite him here at your house too?" I asked.