Beom-Seok

After a long day of practice, I slowly crawl my way out of Bit Hit.

I manage to lift myself into one of the sofa chairs in the lobby. Some how I made it all the way down to the lobby. How? I wouldn't know, but I think that Jimin helped me along the way. After all, I remember his (whatever his comeback hair is, cause honestly, Idk if anyone knows) hair helping me down the stairs.

I lie there on the sofa chair for several minutes, really debating whether or not I should just stay here, in this chair for the night. I mean I'm tired enough to sleep, and I have to be here anyways in the morning for Geode practice's. I close my eyes, leaning my head back. I feel a cool thing being pressed to my head, I open my eyes, and see Jimin, upside down, hovering above me, holding a cold strawberry milk on my forehead. 

He smiles, "You look dead." He jokes. Through the practice I got to get to know the boys better. Even though I hyperventilated, and definitely drooled a couple of times... okay maybe a lot... I felt as if we were warming up to each other.

I sigh a dramatic sigh, "Thank you for confirming what I feel like. I don't think that I can move my legs. After all that dancing... my legs feel like jello."

Jimin laughs, "At least you have a strawberry milk. Sorry if you don't like it. It's just that I saw you drinking it earlier when you got me that tea... thanks by the way for that..." he blushes a little bit.

"No it's fine. I don't want my favorite member of BTS to get sick now do I?" I ask pulling the straw off the box.

Jimin flushes, "I-I'm your favorite member."

I scrunch my nose, "I mean, you got me strawberry milk! So you're winning by a landslide."

"So it's only because of the strawberry milk" Jimin asks fake pouting.

I giggle, but then put on a serious face, 'Yes, just simply because of the strawberry milk. The fact that you are the cutest human being i have ever had the privilege to meet plays no part in you being my favorite member."

Jimin looks away, but I see that the tips of his ears are pink. Oh no, don't tell me that he's feeling sick again! I'm about to get up to go get him more tea, but a voice cuts in.

"So even if I give you food, I won't be able to beat Jimin, and become you're favorite member?" Namjoon asks, holding up a white plastic bag, that I can only presume is filled with food.

Instantly I perk up at the mention of food. "Well... I don't know about that... what kind of food is it?" I ask slyly.

"It's a tuxedo cake."

I flop back down clutching my heart, "Oh, that went straight to my heart, and all that fat from the cake will go straight to my thighs, and double chin. But Namjoon, You have fully reworked the system, You are now on the top. Number one!"

Jimin gets up, and sighs theatrically, "I am so hurt. After all that work I did to help you pick up the new choreography, and help you down the stairs, not to mention bringing you back a magical strawberry milk that has seemed to revive you." He sniffs, wiping away an imaginary tear.

"And you said you were bad at acting." Namjoon chuckles.

"I'm not good at acting." Jimin defends, "I'm just truly hurt!"

"Just go home you big baby." I smile. He's honestly so cute, and funny.

"You mean smol baby. I mean look how tall he is!" Namjoon corrects me, causing me to laugh, and Jimin to give him a playful smack on the arm.

'Hey at least I'm not as small as Beom-Seok. At least now I'm not the smallest one in the group anymore."

"Ahhhh, there is the real reason why you have accepted me into BTS so easily!" I say raising my eyebrows.

"No, no no! It's not that!" Jimin says flustered.

I laugh, "I'm only kidding."Jimin relaxes.

"Now, really, I would like to get home, and pig out on cake, now if you would let me." I hold my hand out expectantly towards Jimin, and he helps me out of the sofa chair... ugh I was so comfy, I literally could have spent days on that couch seat... as long as I had my computer, and a few snacks, and a blanket. Probably browse the internet, stalk a few people... you know, the usual things. He pulls me up, an I fall into his chest, my legs shaking a little bit. I was not kidding when I said that my legs felt like jello. BTS push themselves so hard during practices, and experiencing that, and upon learning new choreo, and trying to move how guys dance... man they really hit hard compared to how girl group choreo normally is done... I felt drained. Jimin felt almost as comfortable as the couch. But quickly I push myself away from him because I know if I didn't I would literally be spending the night either on the couch or on Jimin, and steady myself using him. 

Namjoon chuckles, and comes over, and hands me the bag. "Make sure you share with brother. In fact, don't open it until you get home."

I stick my tongue out, starting to make my way out. "I can promise you that it'll make it home safe and in one piece... The bag that is."

"Aish, this kid." Namjoon says.

I laugh, and rush, as fast as my legs can carry me out of the building.

I slow down, as soon as I know that Namjoon did not follow me to get the cake back. Slowly I set the bag down an a nearby bench, and reach into the bag to grab the cake box. I open the bow, and immediately close it. There is a message on the cake, and I know it's not supposed to be for me... It's supposed to be for Oppa.

We're sorry 

•••

Jimin

We stare after him, after he ran away with the cake.

Namjoon chuckles, "An interesting one isn't he."

I stare after him, thinking, "Ya that's for sure." No one has ever made my heart pound like that... not even Tae or Kookie, or any of the members... ok, maybe at one point some of the members, but it was something I quickly got over it. I guess this is just one of my infatuations...but he really is sweet not to mention kind of kind. He was so concerned about me when I was blushing from his actions... he even went out of his way to get me tea. Oh, and he is so pretty... not handsome, he is more feminine, his features delicate. He does rather look like his brother... Seok-Jin. Although Jin's features are more defined and prominent, the similarities are definitely there. 

That saddens me a little. Although we have this amazingly talented new member who is kind, funny, and pretty, our oldest member isn't here, and to be honest, it doesn't feel right... I really wish we knew why he needed a break... what we were doing so wrong that he had to straight up leave us in the middle of preparing a comeback to take a break. Was it Kookie eating all of his snacks? Or Tae bothering him when he was cooking? Or Yoongi not sleeping in too much? Or Hoseok needing the hallway light to stay on so it isn't that dark? Or Namjoon over stepping his boundaries? Or was it me being too annoying... because of me knowing?... probably the last one. 

Namjoon comes over, "Why is our little Jimmine look so sad?" he asks throwing a hand over my shoulder, and ruffling my hair. "You're normally the one who cheers us up. Yah, It's weird to see you looking so sad!"

"It's nothing Hyung, I'm just thinking about Jin." I say softly.

Namjoon quiets down, "Me too Jimin, me too."

"Do you think he'll come back." I ask hesitantly. 

"I'm sure he will." Namjoon says a little bit distantly as if trying to convince himself.

"Do you think he's mad at us?'

"I don't know." He answers bluntly.

"Do you... do you think it was because of me... when you know I-"

"No Jimin. I know he didn't leave because of you." Namjoon interrupts me. "If anything it would be me being so careless. I didn't think that he would care-"

"No Hyung. I know it's definitely not because of you." This time I interrupt him

We stand together, side by side, looking at the door of Big Hit for a while. "I just hope he gets our message..." Namjoon says softly to himself.

I nod next to him, "I'm sure he will, if Beom-Seok doesn't eat the cake before he gets home."

Namjoon groans, "So there's no hope."

I grin, throwing him a sideways look, "Absolutely none. You've seen him eat. He has an appetite that could rival Jin's!"

Namjoon grins, "An appetite large enough that he could eat a horse."

"No probably more than a horse. Remember when Jin threatened to heat Hoseok cause he was being loud, but then said that he was too small to fill his growing and enormous appetite?" I say, full on smiling remembering our oldest member.

"Ya, I remember that." Namjoon says smiling wistfully.

We stand there, each thinking of different memories of Jin...

"You know, I'm hungry enough to heat a horse, not J-hope though." Namjoon says clearing his throat.

I grin up at him, "I hope Suga enthusiastically, and lovingly prepared dinner for us."

"Oh come on, you know he wouldn't do it enthusiastically. Although it may be cooked with love, I'm sure he swore loads of times, and then bragged about how good he is at cooking." Namjoon says laughing, as we head out, and back to our dorms. 

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A/n

Hello lovely human beans~

I really want to post the chapter I recently wrote cause it's a behind the scenes of the Highlight Reel.

Anyidols, see you guys with a new update whenever I post.

Peace out.