You run to the restroom to freshen your face and run back to the changing area. As you enter, Woo hands you Namjoon's shirt and walks off.

You think, 'Oh my gosh, I have to get Namjoon ready?' You glare at Sammie, and she shrugs and mouths, "Sorry."

Your shoulders slump, but you go towards him anyway. It's your job, after all. Namjoon sees you coming closer, rolls his eyes, and places his hands protectively in front of him.

You roll your eyes right back at him. "Okay, let's forget earlier. We both have things to do right now. Have a seat."

He is taken aback by your 'in command' attitude and then grins when you are not looking. You help him get ready for the upcoming stage.

Jin leans close to Namjoon right before getting on the lift to the stage. "You like her, don't you?"

Caught by surprise, he says, "Who?"

J Hope snickers. "Gigi. You like her."

Namjoon sighs and rolls his eyes. "Oh my god, no! She's hazardous to my health!"

They both laugh at him as they take their positions on stage.

During the concert, he kept thinking about you—how cute you looked when you blushed and how nice you felt in his arms when you fell tangled together on the floor. Then he grimaced as he thought of the knee.

He accidentally steps on Jin's foot. No one but him and Jin noticed.

Jin smiles, "Yup, I knew it. You like her." he moves to his next position in the choreography.

Namjoon thinks, 'How the hell does he know? I only stepped on his foot.'

In the movement of the choreography, Jin whispers to J Hope, "Our boy is in love. He's missing his steps." they both smile and as they part, J Hope nods and smiles.

He then quickly gives Namjoon an 'I saw that' look.

Namjoon thinks, ' I guess now there will be more practice with Hobi.'

Other staff take care of the boys between the stages, while you and Sammie are part of the wardrobe team assigned to the boys at concerts. 

 Working with all the unique wardrobes and each member's likes and dislikes can be challenging, but you both love it. You are perfectly happy where you are and with whom you are.

 Well, except for maybe Namjoon, it seems like you two have been having issues for the last year and a half—disastrous, painful issues—yet you can't understand why.

You end up working with Namjoon for the rest of the concert. Things are going pretty well. It seems he put the accident from earlier out of his mind and is dancing fine, which you are very thankful for. 

One of the other staff came over with a portable fan to cool him off, and Namjoon is drinking water as you help him put on an organza shirt.

Jimin walks by and smiles, touching the shirt. "Oh, this is a sexy shirt, Hyung. You look good in it."  

To your surprise, he winks at you before talking to Jin. You shake your head at Jimin. He is so adorable.

You are fastening the buckles, snaps, and straps that go on over his top when your hand accidentally brushes against his chest nip. You blush deeply and quickly keep buckling, hoping he didn't notice. You let your hair partially cover your face, hoping to block the blush.

You turn quickly while close to him to grab the next part of the outfit when your hair catches on one of the buckles. 

"Ouch!" you tried to pull your hair free. 

He was trying to get your hair untangled from the buckle, and he pulled you closer to him. One of his bracelets got caught in your heart earring by doing so.

 "Aish, I don't believe this!" You try to free your earring while he is working on freeing your hair.

 "What is it with you?" he rudely says as he pulls your hair free.

 "OUCH!" You see some of your hair left in the buckle.

 "You pulled out my hair!"

 He rolls his eyes, "It's only a couple of strands." 

They are being called on stage, and you quickly remove your earring so you're no longer attached to him. He runs off to catch up with the others on the under-stage rolling cart.

 He gets your heart earring loose, and being crouched low on the cart, he can't reach his pockets, so he attaches it back to his bracelet by locking the clasp around the chain.

He isn't aware that he is gently caressing the earring between his fingers.