Now, I had no idea what I was going to say nor do when we met up.
I just wanted to see him, I wanted him to reassure me and tell me things like "Don't worry." And "It'll be okay." Because the fans were noticing that I was around BTS a lot, and soon they'll start noticing that I'm around Jimin a lot, and soon the company will notice it too.

I didn't want to be fired, but I didn't want to be away from Jimin either.

Unfortunately, however, being with him could risk me being fired which would probably cancel my working Visa and I could end up away from him by being with him.

I read over the message again-

Sure, I'll be there soon.

I sighed a little as I leaned over the railings- on the edge of the terrace.

Looking down, imagining how it would feel to fall.

Imagining how it would feel to go SPLAT on the ground.

It's something I think of often, not because I'm suicidal or anything- but because if I did know how it felt, I know it would probably be the LAST thing I ever felt.

(I.e I'd be dead.)

"Helloooooooooo!" Jimin's voice sweetly sang from behind me.
I turned to find him, goofily smiling. His hair was mildly wet- recently washed and his breath was minty- recently brushed.

I lazily smiled back.

"Hey sweetie." I hugged him.

"What's up?"

"Nothing." I lied even though I knew he could tell I was lying.

He exhaled heavy before speaking, "Hey... What's up?" He asked, concerned, as he made his way to the railing and leaned on it.

We continue speaking as we both enjoyed the view.

"I'm worried, that's all."

"Why?"

"Everything could easily get ruined and I could easily get sent back to England if I'm fired." I blurted.

"If you get fired from this job you can just find another job in another school." He said, trying to sound optimistic.

"Right, as if they'd let me in if I were a part of a scandal." I rolled my eyes.

"Well..." He paused for a moment to think.

I glanced at him. Suddenly he smiled-

"You can work in my dad's restaurant! It's about time you met my parents anyway!" He said enthusiastically.

I laughed at him, "Don't be ridiculous."

"No. I'm serious. Worst case scenario, you can work with my father." He reassured me as he put his arm around me and pulled me in.

I rested my head on his shoulder and continued looking at the concrete maze of a city beneath us.

"Don't worry. It'll be okay." He reassured me.

With those 5 words I felt a rush of relief- even though I didn't quite believe him.

JIMIN'S POINT OF VIEW:

I wanted to reassure her.

And even though I didn't believe what I told her, saying it out loud helped me believe it a little.

There was one thing for sure that I knew I believed-

That I was going to fight for her, I was going to hold her close and hold her tight- do everything I can so that one day, we could both be in our 80s, living in a big countryside house sitting on those rocking chairs on the porch talking reminiscing and laughing as our grandchildren played in the garden.

I wanted to do as much as I could to see that.

To grow old with her.

I turned to face her, "So, you enjoying the tour?"

"So far so good. I'm still anticipating the concerts... I GET TO BE BACKSTA- NO- ONSTAGE. IM TGE FREAKING TRANSLATOR OMG" Now she had manoeuvred out from under my arm and had begun flailing her arms about as she continued yelling.

How cute.

"ITS THE FANGIRL DREAM JIMIN."
She said as she whacked me in the arm.

"Yeah!" I nervously laughed in response.

She was still a fangirl at heart.
I smiled to myself as an idea dawned on me.

"Why are you smiling? What are you thinking?" She asked in a curious and panicked tone.

"Nothinggggg" I said as a stepped back away from the railing.

"What are you gonna do?" Her eyes were wide.

"Be prepared." I smirked.

I got into position and started dancing the start of the Fire choreography.

"SENAAAAAAAaaaaAAAAA."

"SENAAAAAAaaaaaAAAAAA OH EYYYY OOOOOO"

"SENAAAAAaaaaAAAAAAA."

"SENAAAAAAaaaaaAAAA OH EYY OOOOO"

"BEW BUE DA BOOP BU DA BEU DA BOOP." I sang.

She was on the floor laughing.

Almost pissing herself I think.

Oh yes, I'm brilliant, I know. No urine needed.

"OMG JIMIN WHAT-" she managed to say amidst her manic laughter.

I joined in and started laughing too,
I joined her on the cold hard ground.

After a good minute or two, we found ourselves sitting crossed legged on the floor, parallel to one another, sighing.

"Thank you." She said as she softly smiled, "that really cheered me up."

"Well, you know, with me around you'll always CHEUROP BABY CHEUROP BABY-"

"AJU NOPE." She cut me off and pushed me.

She burst out laughing again, and although not asian, her eyes too disappeared.

We didn't have anywhere near as much time as we would've wanted at the rooftop, tomorrow I had a concert and tonight we all had to go over a few things, double check our routine, our outfits, the schedule talk to the manager.

As we made our way down stairs to meet up with the others, I held her hand.

As we got closer to the others, she let go of my hand.

We exchanged looks and she seemed panic, I rolled my eyes and shrugged.

"You know I am allowed to date, there's no restriction by the company..."

"Jimin... Just let's wait a bit longer before we tell anyone."

I pouted and then ran over to Taehyung, held his hand and violently swung it back and forth, glancing back at Sena every now and then.

"Taetae!!!!!!" I continued swinging his hand as we goofily smiled a eachother.
When I turned back to look at her one final time, I saw her face-palming and laughing at me in an almost fed-up manner.

SENA'S POINT OF VIEW:

Lol he thought I was gonna be jealous hahaha

HA

I was enjoying me some VMIN boi, keep trying.

I really wasn't needed for too long, the manager ran through everything I was supposed to do- which WAS BARELY ANYTHING. Bts were pretty much going to handle themselves on stage except for one of the segments in which we randomly pick 4 fans and let them talk to Bangtan on stage, and I just had to be there in case something needed translation- I couldn't see why Namjoon couldn't do it though.

"In case you're wondering, we aren't asking Namjoon to do this because you would be clearer and he'll be tired, no use in making him do extra." Manager-nim added.

I had to quickly stop by the other coordi too, they told me to come the earliest to my clothes, hair and makeup.
So I wouldn't get in the boys' way.

Tbh all they were going to do is apply foundation and eyeliner. My hair was just going to be fluffed and sprayed or whatever to keep it from going flat in the heat.

I took a look at my outfit.
THANK GOD OMG.
I was so so scared I'd be given a short skirt or something because Korean girls usually wear shorter bottoms. I examined the clothes on the hanger, the top was a loose white button down with half rolled sleeves that had decorative silver clips, and well, leather trousers.

Leather trousers.

I am not worth.

"Do I have to wear this?" I asked as I waved about one of the pant legs.

"Yes."

"It matches this tours concept but not so much that you look like you're a part of the group, and we wanted to stay away from anything girly so..."

"It's fine, I get it, thanks."

Well at least my ass was gonna slay even if I didn't.

The concert was a fucking blast.
Bangtan SLAYED.
ARMYs behaved.
And I got to be backstage.
AND ON STAGE.

All of the members received soooooooo many gifts from fans; teddy bears, flowers, chocolates, jewellery, fanart, clothes, hats, and even a phone case or two. Everyone was so happy, everything went according to plan, everything was great.

YAS.

Honestly, I really wished that we had the time to rest for a night, or even celebrate but from the moment we all got back- we were packing our suitcases.

I distinctly remember seeing Hosoek passed out on the carpet beside a half-packed suitcase and Yoongi with wet, freshly washed, hair peacefully sleeping on his bed beside a completely packed suitcase.

It was extremely late and our flight was tomorrow morning at 9. I couldn't remember how long the flight to London was going to be- just that it was going to be SO fucking long. So I made sure to bring a book and a sketch pad along.

This was going to be a long-ass ride.

Followed by a few hours of silence, in the dead of night all of the BIGHIT staff and BTS members awoke and made their way down- carrying bags and suitcases down to the taxi.
The dark and cold weather had made me shiver as I got in the car.

We were going to the airport, we were going to the airport to go to London.

London was my city.

Well, sorta.

I sat there and thought to myself about our arrival in London and seriously considered serenading Jimin with "Ma City."

I turned to look for his face in the large vehicle, only find him with his eyes softly shut and lips slightly parted.

He looked exhausted, as per usual.
I frowned at the thought of him always being tired.

Jimin flinched a little but remained asleep as the engine roared to life.

London, here Bangtan comes.

A/N-
ELLO.
I
Apologise
FOR
MY TARDINESS. I started work experience last week and I was just so tired and I really didn't expect to have to do so much physical work.

LOLOL I wrote most of the chapter durin my lunch breaks

Thanks for reading ily all, please vote and comment !

Next chaperter will be better I promised  s ok?

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I'm going to sleep now ily ily ily
I'm seriously so thankful for all
Of you !

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