Accidentally Assisting

Chapter 44 - You Didn't Matter

At the end of the concert, I'm emotionally drained, and I can't wait to go home. I don't regret attending the concert at all and finally witnessing the boys perform from the fans' perspective. However, it also brought back a lot of deeply buried memories, and I need to lay in my bed and just think of nothing for a while.

Blankly staring at the wall, unable to move out of fear of confronting my emotions and therefore lacking them, is an unhealthy habit I've become way too familiar with.

Just when the fans slowly start walking out, someone taps me lightly by the shoulder. I turn around with a raised eyebrow just to spot one of Bangtan's bodyguards stare down at me. He's the one who brought me to Jimin in that club all those months ago. "Hello, Rose."

"Uh, hello.", I reply, a little confused as to why Moon would even address me. Doesn't he have more important matters to take care of? "Long time no see."

Moon just rolls his eyes at me. "Do you know how long it took me to find you in the crowd? I don't get paid enough for this shit."

Ah, good, old, friendly Moon. "Why were you trying to find me?"

The tall man sighs at my slow thinking. "What do you think, genius? Bosses want to talk to you. You know, I wonder why they can't just text. Been feeling like a human messenger app lately."

"You mean like a dove?"

"Mmh."

And here, I expected them to ignore me. Of course, it wouldn't have been this easy. Why does all of this feel like a déjà vu?

"When have you gotten so sassy, Moon?" I grin.

"My daughter has recently learned how to speak, and she's so feisty. I needed to adapt.", he explains impatiently. "So, are you coming or not?"

"If I don't want to come with, will you force me?"

"Why the heck would I do that? I'm not a freaking kidnapper."

Chewing on my lips, I debate the question in my mind. What speaks against talking to BTS for a while? If they invited me to this concert and demanded to meet me, it definitely means they are not mad at me anymore. Besides, watching them perform has made me realize how much I've missed all of them as humans and as my friends. The Bangtan Boys were a huge part of my life. What harm would there be in speaking to them? "Alright, I'm coming."

"Follow me then." He immediately starts walking at a steady pace before glancing back at me. "Did you gain weight?"

Flustered at him, noticing, I retort: "Yes. Why?" If there's one thing that I promised myself when returning to America, then it was that I wouldn't fall back into the toxic pattern of not eating just because I felt sad.

"It's nice. You look healthier."

"Oh. Thank you."

On our way backstage, I text Sarah to hide my growing nervousness behind the sound of my nails typing on the screen.

I'm going to talk to them now, are you proud of me? 

With 'them,' you mean BTS, right? Heck yeahhh I'm proud of you

Also you need to stop writing cryptic messages, you're not the main character of a TV show girl

Shh

Wish me luck

Good luck babe you're da hottest and you can do this

And remember: THEY DON'T HATE YOU