Previously ~

At one point, Jungkook had taken the initiative to call his manager to pick us up. During the whole process he never let me go and I stayed clinging on to him like a koala. And that's exactly how we stayed until manager Song brought the car round to pick us up.

Jungkook held my hand as we made our way back to the apartment. All the way up the elevator and down the hall. Letting go only to unlock the door. As soon as he did, he took my hand back. An encouraging smile shot my way before he directed us inside..

How he knew that I need the reassurance, I don't know. Nonetheless, his hold was very much welcome.

Despite my hands being clammy, I was glad for something to hold on to. Something grounding. Keep my mind from wandering off. Keep my anxiety at bay. A welcome distraction. Focusing on the feel of his larger hand that all but swallowed mine. Better than freak out about my recent discovery.

A nudge against my side had me looking up. Straight into the galaxy of Jungkook's eyes. He widened his eyes and nodded forward.

Turning my head to see what he was pointing out, I was surprised to find six curious faces peering at me. Seven if you counted the frowning face of Tannie.

Oh. We were already inside.

Giving a squeeze to the hand he still held, Jungkook walked over to settled with his Hyung's. Leaving me standing alone in front of all of them. Not that their smiling yet curious faces were anything to freak out over.

However I'm not afraid to admit that it wasn't never-wrecking. Being the center of attention of not one, but all of them.

I cleared my throat, rocking on my heels as I tried to form a coherent sentence. The boys waiting with patience, letting me take my time in explaining.

My eyes flicked to Jungkook, but he only gave me an encouraging smile. Not intervening. Letting me deal with this apology on my own.

As much as I wished he'd help me out here. Say the words lodged in my throat. I know I should do this myself. The sincerity needs to come from my mouth. He couldn't do this for me.

"I'm... sorry." I started to say. Jimin and Taehyung instant to jump to their feet in my defense. The rest of the boys protesting against what I was about to say as well.

However, before Jimin or Taehyung could take more than a step towards me, Jungkook was already there. Interpreting them. Holding them back, physically, from coming to me.

"Hyung! Hyung!" He shouted, standing up to calm all of them down. "Just listen to what she's saying."

They all piped down before giving me a guilty smile.

"Of course. We're sorry Eunha." Namjoon told as everyone settled down. "We promise not to interrupt again."

Biting my lower lip, I nodded my head in thanks at Namjoon. I really did appreciate it. It was hard enough gathering my thoughts and words without adding interruptions in-between.

"So, um, basically, I wanted to apologise for being such a pain in the back side all these days. For... um, not realising that Oppa didn't just..." I rolled my eyes towards the ceiling, avoiding eye contact. Like the ceiling would provide words that wouldn't come out as harsh and the cold hard truth.

"That he didn't just.. abandon me. That he didn't just leave me stranded in the middle of nowhere, because he left me with the six people he trusts the most in the whole world. And I'm sorry that it took me so long to realise this and for giving all of you such a hard time." My words started choking as tears blocked my airways. However I wasn't quite done.

They must've sensed it because not one of them moved. Didn't even attempt to try to console me. For that I was thankful. Because if the had, I would have completely broken down and that would lead to me never finish this apology.

"And I'm sorry for all the worry I caused all of you this past week. I -ur - I don't actually remember what happened that night after we came from the hospital. I actually didn't realise it wasn't a part of my nightmare until yesterday when I talked to Haneul and she told me. But... ur, well, I'm sorry for kicking you Kookie... and for shouting at you Joonie Oppa -"

"No." Namjoon finally took the initiative to cut across my rambling. Because yes, at this point I was done with my apology and rambling not knowing how to end it.

"Don't apologise for that. Anything but that Haya." Namjoon whispered giving me a dimpled smile. He held a hand out, beckoning me towards him. "We might not know exactly what happened, and I only asked Haneul because next morning you went on like nothing happened. Don't apologise for that one."

Jungkook was quick to nod his head when my eyes darted to him.

Chuckling, I scratched the back of my head. "Well, truthfully, I didn't remember anything the next morning. If I did, I chalked it up to the stress of Oppa being gone and just bad Memories creeping up. I must've subconsciously blocked it out. And since I woke up back in bed... what happened with you and Kookie got muddled with the nightmare and... yeah."

"Oh baby." Jimin cooed as he made his way over to me. Jungkook not stopping him this time. Melting into his arm when he wrapped them around me was as easy as breathing. "You forgiven sweet thing. Their was never a need to apologise. You were never a burden to us. If it's any consolation, it's been nice having you to ourselves without that overprotective Hyung promising to kill us."

The last part was said as a joke. Something to lift the mood. Then another pair of arms we're wrapping around me too.

"Yeah. Yoongi Hyung would never let us cuddle you to death." Taehyung's deep voice whispered in my ear and one by one all the other boys joined our group hug until we were a mess of limbs and body parted knocked down to the floor.

Which lead to an argument about someone squashing someone and everyone shoving each other off until one by one all the boys got off the floor, leaving vmin hugging me. At least, until Jungkook pulled them off and helped me to my feet.

"So... what does everyone want for dinner?" Jin questioned when everything had calmed down and everyone settled around the living room.

Namjoon in an armchair. Taehyung and Jimin giggling on the phone by the couch, Hoseok on his phone next to the pair. Jungkook and I cuddling on the floor by the fireplace. Jin standing to a side, phone out and ready to order.

"Kimchi fried rice and japchae, but from Jihae Noona's shop!" Taehyung shouted hand raising up. Smile bright, but mischief dancing on his eyes. Everyone's breath seemed to pause, gauging Jin's reaction at hearing her name.

"Mandu if we're ordering from Jihae Noona's." Jimin chimed after his soulmate, not letting the silence linger. Most importantly not letting it turn awkward or obvious.

"Gimbap!"

"Odeong."

"Samgyeopsal"

"Don't forget to order sprite"

Complaining about everyone being too loud, Jin went into the kitchen to order.

"Do you... do you think things will work out between them?" Taehyung questioned. Voice low and eyes sad as he stared at where Jin stood talking on the phone.

Silence fell on the room as everyone exchanged glances.

"We can't tell Tae. The reason they aren't together already still remains valid. Still remains the same." Namjoon explained. His voice soft and gentle.

"Yes but... things aren't as they used to be. ARMY isn't...."

Namjoon shook his head causing Taehyung to cut his sentence off in half.

"Not ARMY. Our fans might be some of the most amazing people in the world Tae, but the whole world doesn't consist of just ARMY. And the burn of the fall, if they ever get together, is going to fall on Jihae Noona's head."

"But Eunha and Jungkook are doing just fine."

"Tae... Eunha and Jungkook aren't Jin and Jihae." Jimin said, patting his best friend leg. "Eunha is okay with remaining a secret. Eunha doesn't even have social media to flaunt everything they do together. And Eunha works in the company. She's with Jungkook all the time and dating isn't an issue for them. The two of them wouldn't mind a night in as a date rather than go out somewhere. To Jihae Noona that might be an actually sacrifice. Even to Jin Hyung."

I looked at Jungkook, and though he didn't look back at me, I could tell the thoughts running through his head. He didn't like lying to them.

"Actually... it's not all that Jungkook doesn't want to take me out... like today. It's more like I'm not going to read any of the rude things people are going to tell about me online. I'm not going to be hurt by our relationship because I'm not going to actually see anything about it in the internet." I told Tae, reaching past Jungkook to intervene my fingers with his.

He looked up pouting.

"You know the world isn't as technologically set back as I am Taetae. I didn't even know what was going on during that one time someone took a picture of me and oppa shopping until oppa told me himself. And that too to lay low." I added giving him a wry smile.

That finally got a chuckle out of him. "Yeah, for being a BigHit editor, you're horrible with keeping up-to-date with technology."

"Exactly. Whereas Jihae unnie has a social media account and if someone says something she's going to know."

With a sigh, Tae gave a forlorn look towards the kitchen.

"In any case, the only thing we can do is stand by and support them with whatever decision they take. It isn't our place to meddle." Hoseok added, looking up from the phone to shoot a stern look towards the 95s. "That mean no more mischief like what you two did right now. Let them decide their relationship in their pace."

Tae and Jimin shared a look. Jimin smiling as he shrugged. With reluctance Taehyung conceded, nodding his head in agreement. Laughing Jimin squeezed him in a hug. "Don't worry Tae, we can still play devils advocate to Jungkookie, all hope isn't lost."

That brightened him up immediately, grinning down at where me and Jungkook sat. Groaning, Jungkook buried his face in my shoulder.

"Great, just great." He groaned only for my ears. Giggling, I brushed a hand though his hair.

"It's Tae, how bad can it be?" I asked him, unaware of how bizarre a question that was. Not even taking the incredulous look Jungkook shot me seriously.

Jin took that moment to join us again and everyone dropped the subject. Knowing better than to bring the mood down by mentioning dates, much less anything to do with Jihae.

I excused myself to go change while our order arrived. It had been a long day and as comfy and my clothes were I'd prefer drowning in one of Suga's sweaters.

I closed the door after me and was making my way to the closet when I heard a rustle. The sound coming from the closet.

Heart in throat, I froze where I stood. Wide eyes darting all around the room. For a horrifying second I no longer stood in the comfort of Suga's room. Instead I was stuck in that room, all the way back in Jeju.

It was when the sound came again, this time from under the bed that I ran. Not caring to see who was in the room I crashed into the door. The sound loud in the otherwise silent room. My breath almost a sob as I ripped the door open and dashed straight into the living room.

The boys were all seated in various positions around the coffee table. Food spread out.

"Eunha is-" Hoseok started to ask. But the moment he saw me he jumped to his feet. "What's wrong?"

I barely saw the alarm in the others eyes as I clung on to Hoseok's arm. Catching myself in time from crashing into him as well.

I pointed back the way I came, breathless. Fear gripping me to tight to find my voice.

I felt a hand rub my back. Jimins sweet voice following. "Hey, hey. It's alright Eunha-ya. We're here."

"Yes Darling. We're right here. Nothing to worry about. Calm down sweetheart," Hoseok said as he pulled me into a hug. Letting me bury my face in his shoulder. Tucking me under his chin.

"What happened Eunha?" Namjoon questioned, "did something scare you?"

Taking a deep breath, sense filling with Hoseok's cologne, I shook my head.

"There was... room. Someone was -"

"Someone was there in your room?" Jin finished my sentence. Alarm filling his voice as I felt another cooler hand on my nape.

I could feel the static in the room with everyone's nerves. The possibility of it being someone from the media, a saesang or worse was too high.

They were world wide superstars.

"Should I go check?" Jungkook questioned. His voice sounded directly behind Hoseok. And from the sound of it, he was standing right behind him.

I made a sound at the back of my throat, hand darting out blindly in search of him. His hand found mine before I found him. Letting our fingers tangle, I clutched at him in a tight hold.

"I think she wants you to stay. We'll go check Jungkookie, you stay with Haya." Namjoon said.

The other murmuring words of agreement as the many hands on me withdrew, until only Hoseok and Jungkook remained. When Hoseok slipped me out of his hold, it was only to let me wrap myself on Jungkook.

I latched on to him even tighter than I had Hoseok. Surprisingly feeling safe within his arms even with Yoongi nowhere in the vicinity. He wrapped his arms around me, chin tucked over my head.

Head buried in his chest, I could only hear movement as the other boys shuffled around the room. Jimin and Namjoon taking the initiative to check Yoongi's room while Tae kept guard outside. Hobi and Jin staying in the living room with me and Jungkook. Not because they were afraid. Well, not only because they were afraid.

They were being the backup since Jungkook had his arms full of me.

Jungkook held me close, pressed flush to his chest. Voice filled with worry as he murmured soft words into my ear. Tone gentle.

There was no sound from anyone else. Everyone being cautious and alert. Ears strained for the smallest of sounds.

It didn't last long. A yelp sound from Jimin causing Hobi to scream and Tae to run into the room while yelling at the top of his lungs. The commotion caused Jin to scream, which caused Jungkook to pull me in so tight I'm sure he broke a rib.

"YAH, STOP SHOUTING, IT'S JUST YEONTAN!" Namjoon shouted above all the commotion.

And just like that, everything came to a standstill. The boys staring bug-eyed at the puppy in Namjoon's arm. I would've if Jungkook had let me go. Instead, he was still holding me pressed to his chest. Hold not easing up in the slightest my vision was blurring with the effort to suck in breath.

"Tan-ah!" Taehyung cried, dropping the broom he had taken as he rushed up to the terrified puppy. Taking him from Namjoon with gentle hands, rocking him with a coo to calm him down. "Oh, my little baby, did you scare Eunha, little one. It's okay, we weren't trying to scare you, we were just trying to protect Haie from danger. We're sorry if we frightened you."

"Koo-kie," I gasped, patting on his arm, hoping he'd get the message and release me from his strong hold.

He looked down at me. eyes widening when he realised what was happening and let go of me in an instant. Rubbing the back of his neck with a sheepish smile.

"Well, now we know it was just Tan-ah, you can go change if you want Haie," Jin said, hand on my shoulder. Easing the atmosphere before it could turn awkward.

I shook my head even before he finished talking. There was absolutely no way that I was stepping foot in that room again tonight. Not alone. My phobia for enclosed spaces had been triggered too close to home.

I had been seconds away from an anxiety attack. I'm not giving myself one by trying to pretend everything is okay. I'd rather stick to Jungkook and maybe burrow one of the guys clothes to sleep in.

"Alright then, let's get eating," Namjoon called before anyone can console me. A pat on my back as he walked past me to the dining table.

I gave him a smile in return. Grateful for that save. I really didn't want to explain my weird behaviour to them.

Not because they wouldn't understand - how could I judge that when I had never opened up about it to them? More so because I didn't want to talk about it.

I'd rather forget all about it.

It wasn't easy as saying I wanted to though. So those memories are more than enough for me to die over. No need to drag anyone down that rabbit hole with me.

A/N~

Hey lovely readers!

So sorry for the late update. This time I simply have no excuse but that I lost track of this plot. I'm still working on piercing it together, so do let me know your thoughts on the story so far?