Turning Tables (Jikook)

Chapter 3: BTS

Walking to the same big building became my daily routine since the training started. Every time I do so, I always realize that my decision of walking to the building was very stupid. Every morning, I already feel dirty and sticky even before the training starts. But that feeling started to fade as the weeks passed.

I noticed that after a week or so of walking to the studio, it became easier for me to walk to the building without being late or being too tired. I also started waking up earlier so that I can enjoy my walk without worrying for my complexion as the sun is already up and shining.

Suddenly, I'm glad that I made the decision of walking to BigHit.

"Is it just me, or your body is getting better every day?" Tae jokingly asked me one day while we were training.

"Maybe this is from my everyday walk to the studio from my house. Why don't you try it?" I answered him while wiping the sweat that trickled down my face after dancing to a routine that the instructor asked us to master.

"Maybe I can try, but I don't think I can do that for long. You know, my house is actually a bit far from this building." Tae explained to me with a sad expression. Even when he looks sad, I still couldn't help but think that he looks like a cute little child.

"Mine is also far, you know. It's about three kilometers from here." I told him before putting my towel back to the bag.

"Really? You walk that far every day to get here? No wonder your abs are getting more obvious." Tae chuckled. Really? I really have abs? I suddenly felt the urge to lift my shirt up right in the corner of the room to check on myself. Of course, I'm sane enough to decide not to.

The rest of my training days went like that. I really didn't mind, but I was surprised that even though we train in the same company, I never actually met Jungkook. I guess I got too absorbed with the training that I didn't really care if he was here or not.

I and Tae became really close friends while we were in training. We would walk to the studio in the morning, we will train together, and we will eat lunch together. At times when his alien side takes over him, he even asks me if we could shower together. Of course I will not let him.

One day, I woke up feeling something in my gut. I don't get it why, but after months of training in BigHit, this is the first time I felt this again. It's as if my guts are telling me something will happen today. Yeah right, Jimin whatever. Just stand up and prepare.

While I was walking to mine and Tae's meeting place where we would wait for each other so we can walk the rest of the way together, I noticed something was missing. I continued walking to the bench, and when I was finally able to sit down, I took my back pack off and searched through my things. Whatever that missing thing was, it was important because I actually remembered it without looking at my things. But to my dismay, I couldn't remember what that missing thing was.

"I'm sure I'm missing something..." I babbled impatiently while getting my stuff out from the bag. In frustration, I removed my snapback and tossed it to the ground. I wish I hadn't done that because the dirty ground will surely get my favorite black accessory dusty and grey. When I turned to reach for the poor thing, I was surprised it wasn't where I knew I threw it. I looked around and saw no one.

"Now where the hell did my snapback-"

"RAWWWWRRRRR!!!"

In my surprise and fear, I looked behind me and hit whatever that thing was with my closed fist. Still not yet over with what happened, I picked my tumbler from the pile of things and almost threw it to the thing when I heard a familiar voice.

"Hey wait don't hit me with that one!" Tae screamed while trying to cover himself. He's got one hand on his face, while to other holding something in the air. It was my snapback.