Glow

😳Ache

The ride to the hotel is awkward to say the least.

Jungkook and Jimin are in the driver and shotgun seats, giving Seokjin and Manager Sejin a chance to talk with them in the jump seat right behind them. 

The last two rows are crowded with the rest of the guys and I. Taehyung is fully pressed against my side, as if to make sure he gets the necessary time being physically connected before the day ends. My eyes trace over each of the hyung line, but one and all they are ignoring me. 

So with no real way to figure out what's going on, and with Taehyung nodding off on my shoulder I slump back in my seat for a quick power nap.

I'll get answers later.

****

Once we get to the hotel we wait in the vehicle while Manager Sejin gets out, confers with the other two vehicles in our caravan full of the staff, and watch him enter the hotel to confirm and organize our entrance to our rooms.

'So who wants to tell me what's going on?' I say blandly.

Shaking his head Seokjin says 'Nothing.'

'Bull-fucking-shit.' I reply coldly. At this Taehyung wakes up, rubbing his eyes. 'You're trying to tell me that there's no reason Jungkook and Jimin have been separated from the rest of you guys, lectured on the way here, and are currently sitting frightened for no fucking reason?' I cock an eyebrow at him.

'It's not your fault, it's not your problem.' Namjoon responds quietly but firmly.

'More bull-fucking-shit.' At this Yoongi grins widely.

'I like her. She smells bullshit on the air and calls it out.' Yoongi chuckles lowly. Jungkook's shoulders lower a bit from his ears, but the two up front are still stiff and afraid. 'Namjoon, tell her. She deserves to know.'

I eye the two of them. Taehyung says something in their mother tongue that Seokjin responds to, making Taehyung sit up. Hoseok reaches behind him to hold his hand and Taehyung nods his thanks.

I look to my right at Namjoon, eyeing him. 'So?'

He sighs, rubbing the space between his eyebrows before turning slightly to face me.

'You three were too public with your interactions on the plane.' He shakes his head, correcting himself. 'No, it's not that you were too public, it's more that there isn't a story line to explain your closeness to the guys, to us. We've been so busy that we just haven't been able to concoct one that flies past the newsies and rumor mongers. We know that you were witnessed having a tickle battle with them, which is innocent enough,' he sighs at this, 'but honestly there's never been a moment when that situation has happened outside our own insular group.'

I roll my eyes. 'Great. At least no one noticed their boners.' 

A bomb could've dropped and not been louder than the silence at that point.

Looking at the front it's obvious that they know the word boner because they are both shrinking in their seats, trying to hide behind the seats from the very unimpressed hyung line's glares.

'A-Hem.' I say loudly to grab the attention. 'That's beside the point. I mean, that is why we had that particular stop in Denmark, right?' The guys wrench their heads around at the name of Denmark. I'm sure they didn't get everything, but boner in connection with Denmark... really only has one straight line answer at this moment.

The responses from the rest is hilarious, however. The sly grin and wiggling eyebrows of Taehyung next to me, the snicker from Seokjin, the gasp and wink from Hoseok, the groaning facepalm from Yoongi would have me rolling in my seat if this was a video. But this is real, in front of me. And the one reason why I am not rolling and laughing is Namjoon.