lost in translation || BTS

the boner in my heart

I hate closed spaces, lifts- I can handle because the journey is quick. But this was too much. The closed doors were making me dizzy. I did not like being trapped like this, even though it was a prank. I did not understand at first what exactly we were supposed to do. We were told that the lift leading then to their grand room from the lobby would be stopped and then suddenly fall down.

But the lift stopped, with ten of inside and it hadn't moved for a lot of minutes. The boys were getting impatient, and I felt dizzy. The other two people were crew members, one of them had a bluetooth speaker in his ears telling him exactly when the lady would appear. Suddenly, the lights flickered and I knew what was about to go down. The fucking lift.

It suddenly sped its way downward and I tried my best to let out a fake scream. The boys clutched onto each other and I felt a hand tug mine. Midway my screams, I looked back to see Namjoon holding my hand. What? The? Fuck?

My heart rate elevated faster than the lift, and I felt like I was about to puke. No, actually, I wanted to vomit. The thin air was too much.

Suddenly, the lift stopped yet they all were still screaming. When the door opened they ran out like rats being chased by a cat. The other two crew members were laughing, as Yoongi, Namjoon, Jungkook and I slowly walked out.

"Are you okay?" Namjoon asked me, as the sweat on my forehead dropped down to my collar bone. He pulled the hem of his jacket's sleeve up to his fingers and held them in place. He placed the cloth over my forehead and wiped my sweat. My eyes went wide at his actions, and I tried my best to let out a thanks.

"Anytime." His dimples.

Was I falling for Namjoon?

Yes. Yes I was. I already had.

Who am I kidding?

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Rome has made my already weird boys more weird. They all were wearing pink shorts as they jumped into the pool. It was weird seeing even Yoongi wear it. Their laughs filled the air as we all arranged the table filled with food. I don't know when and how, but I became one of the errand girls. I had no problem with it, but they treated me very lowly. The actual errand boys and girls did not bother talking to me, knowing well that I wasn't one of them. The makeup artist hated me. The other European ones did too. Ae Ra had left Rome, I didn't even know about that. I missed her, talking to her, telling her how I felt and fangirling although she kept asking me to stop.

Yet again, I was left with no one to talk to. But I did enjoy watching my boys have all the fun they could muster within themselves. Only four more days and we'd be going back to work. I was told that they had to stop at Tokyo rather than Seoul. There was a fan sign and a small concert.

Small, meaning, very exclusive. They hadn't announced it widely. And because they'd limited their concerts a lot, it was only fair to treat their international fans with programs like these. It wasn't really a concert, more of a fun event. Anyway, they needed makeup artists, experienced and more in number. The partner I'd gotten would join me and later in Tokyo Ae Ra would arrive with 9 others Japanese makeup artists.

As I tried to assemble everything in my mind, water was suddenly splashed all over me and took my off guard. I wiped my face to look at Hoseok still in the pool, laughing at me and I looked beside me to see a few others drenched as well. They smiled back at him, and I realised that I was being rude by not laughing.

"I don't like this." I said, through gritting teeth. Hoseok's smile immediately disappeared as he walked out of the pool, all the boys watching his walk of shame. He grabbed a towel from a chair and handed it to me.

"Sorry, Nia." He said, clearly looking apologetic. My hands were behind me, so I didn't take the towel. His bright eyes seemed so dim.

"I don't think you'll like this either." I said, pouring a bucket of ice over his head and running the other direction. Immediately, all the boys were laughing as they watched me being chased by a screaming red Hoseok. I jumped into the pool with the boys and a few other members, and swam down to its floor.

My breath got unstable so I quickly resurfaced to see Hoseok holding a bucket right in front of my face. He poured the insides of the container on my head as I squealed at the cold ice sliding down my back. The atmosphere felt so good I almost felt like they were all normal people, and I was friends with them.

The pool got more crowded as we started playing volleyball. Jimin walked out saying his feet weren't touching the floor as he tried to jump, and it was annoying him.

"Come over to my side. The floor is higher." I said, pulling at his arm. He climbed back in, as I hooked my arm with his and we swam towards the net. No one was making boner jokes, or winning first place jokes. It was all very casual.

Suddenly, I felt something loosen up. My chest. The cloth above my chest. My bikini!

I quickly flew my hand towards my boob as the string flew about open. No one seemed to have taken notice of it, and I swam to the floor. When I opened my eyes, I saw Taehyung in front of me. He was picking up a small plushie that had fallen into the pool. My hand was still over my chest as if I was holding something dear to me. I swam up to the surface very soon. My asthma doesn't allow me to hold my breath for a long time.

Taehyung swam across and quickly pulled at Jungkook. He whispered something into his ears, as they both were now swimming towards me. I reverse-swam till my back met the wall. I looked up to find a girl who'd help a fellow girl out. I called out for Jiwoo, my bitter makeup partner. She looked down at me for a second, and quickly jumped into the water. But she didn't come towards me, instead she swam the other away.

I looked around to find someone else, but couldn't. The Europeans ignored me too. Finally, a girl listened to me. One of the crew members for handling the camera. I really didn't make small friendships with any of the camera members, but I wasn't mean to them either.

"Can you tie this?" I asked her as she nodded before jumping into the water quickly. Suddenly, I felt a tug at my bra and I turned to see Jiwoo behind me. Not a second later, Taehyung appeared on my left as he hovered in front of my face. Jiwoo quickly swam back, constantly bowing down. Jungkook appeared on my right and the two boys covered me entirely. The girl behind me quickly tied the strings, and I thanked her before helping her get out. She didn't like the water, but still helped me out. We need more good people like her.

"Thank you." I said to the boys, and their cheeks turned red immediately after. Koreans aren't used to seeing boobs I guess. The beaches here have naked people lying round like crabs.

"I have a boner."
"I wish you had a brain too." Jungkook said to Taehyung, before choking him and throwing him into the water.

I have a boner too.
It's in my heart.

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BTS having fun gives me life.