JIMIN'S POINT OF VIEW:

I forced myself to continue walking as though I was okay, as though I hadn't just had one of the biggest electric shocks in my life.

'Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot... Walk normal dammit.
She can see you. Left, right, left right...'

I counted in my head.

'Don't forget to swing your arms too.'

I thought to myself.

I reached my room door.
I blankly stared at the door-
Slowly I lifted my hand, and then slowly I touched my unsteady hand to my cheek.
She kissed me.
I ran my finger over my cheek, 'this spot- right here, her lips touched me here, she kissed my cheek right here' I said in my head.

Is this how she felt every time I gave her a peck?
Wow. I'm such a terrible person.
I never knew something so simple, so small, could have such a huge impact.

After I had entered my room, I scanned the area for Tae and Jungkook. The lights were still on, and music was quietly playing from the stereo. I couldn't really recognise the song or hear anything clearly, I could still here the blood rush in my ears.
I shut the door and listened more carefully, Dean's Half-moon was playing.

I took a deep breath before walking through the hallway and into the bedroom.
Jungkook was laying on the bed in his vest and pyjama bottoms, Taehyung was comfortably scrunched up on the sofa.
"Jimin-ah what were you doing?" Tae asked as he looked up from his phone.
"N-nothing I was-" he cut me off.
"You look a little red... You look very red. Are you ill?" He said, eyes wide, mouth hanging open- waiting for me to answer.
"Uhhhh yeah. *cough cough* I'm sick..." I lied, trying my best to act the part.
Jungkook turned his face to look up at me from the bed.
"Yeah you don't look too good Hyung, you need anything?" The maknae said with sparks of concern in his eyes.
"Yeah man, it's cool, thanks. I'll just wash my face to cool off, I'll be fine." I walked towards the bathroom.

Upon arriving in the bathroom and actually looking in the mirror, I paused, scoffed and thought to myself-

'Wow, what a sexy beast. Rawr.
No way she could've resisted me, like LOOK AT ME. Of course she couldn't resist giving me a peck.'

I leaned in closer and examined my cheeks.
They weren't that red, but I had to admit I didn't look normal.
I zoomed in further on my left cheek, carefully examined it.
As if there would be some sort of mark or proof that her lips had touched it.

Hoping that there was some kind of proof that she had, so I knew for sure it was real.

I pulled my phone out and swiped to unlock it, just as I was about to message her, Tae's voice called out-
"Jimin! If you aren't feeling to well, do you want me to call the manager? Maybe tomorrow's schedule can be cut shorter for you."
I walked out of the bathroom,
"No, I'm sure I'll be fine, I just need to rest a little tonight."

I softly smiled to myself as the exhausting and nerve racking burning sensation continued lingering around every inch of my body, 'if I could rest tonight' i thought to myself, I didn't know how or why- but my body was still in shock.

Maybe it was a good thing I didn't kiss her.

SENA'S POINT OF VIEW:

I stared at my screen in confusion.
What could be so important that he messaged me this late at night, with a schedule tomorrow.
I was hesitant to open the message.

After taking a deep breath I opened the message.
It read:

Hey, sorry to message you at such an awkward time. Something was keeping me up and I was going to ask for your help. I stopped by your room and you weren't there- you were busy. I know you're back in your room now. Can we talk please?

I furrowed my eyebrows, uh well.

Okay, where?

My thumb hovered over the 'send' button for a moment before pressing it.

My phone vibrated to life with his response. My eyes widened a little when I read what he had sent-

At the rooftop.

The rooftop.

There's no way.

Loooolololololoooooool no waaaaay.

I pressed my lips together, raised my brows and flared my nostrils.
"Fuck fuck fuck" I mumbled under my breath.

I snuck out of my room... Again.
Yes I was also nervous this time round, but this was definitely a different kind of nervous.
A bad nervous.

But I had to make my way so..

The cool wind up there definitely helped calm me down.
Yoongi looked pale and tired, per usual. His skin looked smooth and pudgy.
" Hey." He nodded.
"Hi, can I help?" I asked trying to seem as normal as possible.
"You seem nervous" he stated as he examined my face.

Fuck.

"You okay?" He asked, then smiled.
"Yeaaaah I'm fine, totally fine!" My voice squeaked a little.
"What can I help you with?" I asked, trying to seem interested so I could change the topic.
"Well, I needed some help with translations...." He dully said as his eyes wandered.
"What? Is that all?" I scoffed in disbelief.

HAHAAHAH LOLOL really?

He chewed on his bottom lip, then took a deep breath before speaking once more.
"No. Actually- there's one more thing."
My muscles tensed up again... He sounded nervous, Yoongi doesn't get nervous.
Something was up.

"Well, I mean, if it's no trouble, if you could maybe- if it's cool with you, I would really appreciate it- I mean, it'd be great if you could-" he rambled on.
"JUST TELL ME DAMMIT"

"Can you talk to Hana for me?..." He finally blurted out.

"What? Why? Why would I- OH. OH? Oh! YOONGI-"
"Nononononono no not like that!" He said, a little flustered.
"Riiiiiight." I said in a sarcastic tone.
"What do you want me to say to her?" I asked, still confused.
"Well... I wanted you to ask if we could do a collaboration... Or if she could pitch in and join the production team for our albums." He said, trying to sound cool.

Oh Yoongi.

"Oh okay... Why can't you ask her?"
He paused to think for a moment- "Well she's closer to you and if I ask it might be weird when we're working together like pressure and expectations and all that... I just want you to run the idea by her and see if she'd be up for it."

"Yeah sure, anything for a friend."

He rummaged through his backpack and pulled out his notebook, he handed it to me- open on a page with a bunch of scribbles-

Words. I mean words.
With a bunch of 'words'.

"And I just wanted you to go over these, I suddenly had an idea for a song and I just want to sort out this one bit that's in English." He pointed to the side of the page.

"Yeah sure, gimme a pen, I'll correct them right away."

He flashed a gummy smile before rummaging through his backpack once more.
"Here." He handed me the pen,
"You can explain all the grammatical stuff tomorrow, I'm really tired right now."
"Your always tired." I joked.

I began correcting the English.
I was tempted, very tempted, to read the Korean lyrics, but that would be a spoiler for me so...

I continued doing my job when Yoongi spoke once more,
"Oh and speaking of doing anything for friends, what about the truth?" He said quietly.
"Mm?" I responded, half distracted.
"The truth, you'll tell me the truth, right?" He nervously asked.
"Yeah of course what is it?" I asked, still somewhat distracted by the lyrics.

"Are you and Jimin together?" He blurted out.

I stopped what I was doing and looked up at Yoongi.
He saw us, didn't he?
Should I tell him?
I didn't want to lie, but my shnuckums and both had agreed to put off revealing anything until further notice.

Maybe this was the further notice?

"Sena?"

I looked down at my palms, yup, sweaty.
This was too much tension and pressure.

"Sena?"

"Are you going to answer me?"

In an ideal world, no I wouldn't.

But this was here and now, I took a deep breath.
I got this, just rip the band-aid off. Guess this is how it comes out.

"...Ish." I said, in an unsure tone.
"Ish? What do you mean ish?" He shot back, not quite angry, but more persistent.
"Yes. I mean yes..." I sighed as I finally gave up.

He smiled a little.
"Is that all?" I almost yelled.
"I mean I already sort of knew after I saw you two together... I suspected it a little after watching him during our English lessons- I just wanted to hear it from you though."

He paused.

"Yeah. That's all ^^"

I let out a breath of frustration, then laughed to myself.

"Keep it on the down low, please? Okay? We wanted to tell you guys after the tour." I looked him in the eye as I said this, I was desperate.

He took a moment to consider.

I turned on my puppy dog eyes- "Pleaseeee?"

"Fine." He finally gave in.

After that nerve-wracking night, I went straight to sleep.
I had a long day tomorrow.

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I woke up the next day, and got ready for the interview. This is probably the first time fans would 'Actually' see me. Which was greeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaat.

Note my sarcasm.

I was terrified, what if fans got mad? What if they wanted a male interviewer?
What if they didn't like me?

It was strange, for the first time EVER I was sitting in the comfy chair- waiting for my new face to be put on by an adorable Noona.

The interview was going to take in questions from twitter, and then a few from the crowd- since this was a live audience.

I texted Jimin-

Sena: Act natural.

Jimin: What? You worried? I'll be fine, you be careful with what you say :P

Sena: Well yeah I'm sort of worried, Yoongi knows too, what if everyone else clocks on?

Jimin: Yoongi knows?

Sena: Yeah.

Jimin: Oh... What did he say?

Sena: He said he suspected it anyway, but seeing us together yesterday was basically the main proof.

Jimin: Interesting. I'll see you at the interview, it'll be okay, don't worry x

Sena: See you x

Some of the questions I had to ask them were normal, not boring, but the usual- you know?
"So, you write your own music? Where does your inspiration come from?"
"What was the most memorable thing about this tour so far?"
"What's the best part about being in the US?"
"Which song is your favourite from the new album?"
"Cats or dogs?"

The usual.

Of course there were also a few interesting questions too-

"So, as we already know from Rookie King, Yoongi has been stealing Jungkook's underwear... has there been any further underwear drama in the Bangtan dorm since then?"
I laughed as I asked, I couldn't help it.

I repeated the question in Korean.

The boys exchanged looks with eachother,
Namjoon responded, "Well not really-"
"Actually, a few of mine have gone missing too!" Jimin interrupted.

I translated Jimin's reckless confession

The crowd burst out laughing and started screaming "Yoongiiii???", "Was it Yoongi??" and "VMIN!!!".
"No no, that wasn't me!" He said with a grin across his face.
Tae didn't react, I don't think he even knew what 'Vmin' was....
"Wow a lot of underwear drama ^^' how stressful!" I said through my teeth.

JFC Jimin I told you to watch what you did.

"Would you give up BTS to have superpowers?"
Said the blonde girl in the navy cap, standing near the barrier.

After finding out that Hosoek ate half of a sock when he was 15 on a dare, that Jungkook used to be afraid of his shadow briefly when he was 8, that Yoongi would love to be a grandpa, that Namjoon would like to learn to learn how to cook better, that Jin refused to download Pokemon go, that if Tae doesn't like someone he'll just sing in his own world and hope the person leaves, and that whenever Jimin felt lonely or homesick he would light a Cinnamon scented candle because it would remind him of how his home used to smell as a kid when his mum baked cinnamon cookies which apparently were much more delicious than they sounded-
I had to 'leave' and the boys had their fanmeet; well, the 'Hi-touch' and then a goodbye.

We had a break after that, BTS (along with the manager and the rest of the crew, including me) went out for lunch.

[A/N] YES IK IK IT'S A TERRIBLE CHAPTER I WAS SHORT ON TIME BUT THIS IS IT FOR THIS TIME I SORRY.
SCHOOL CLOSING IN TWO DAYS.

CHAPTERS WILL BE BETTER I PROMISE.

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