lost in translation || BTS

changed personalities

I didn't volunteer to stand behind them this time, but seeing as how I'd done it previously, the manager asked for my help. And I couldn't deny the plead.

It was the same as the one in Tokyo, the boys were smiling, holding hands with the fans, laughing. There were also some rude fans, but they smiled through it. I was standing behind Jungkook, and boy was my work a lot. He received a lot, a lot, of things. I didn't even have time to breathe.

"What?"
"You're very handsome!" The fans screamed and Jimin first winked at them, then quickly hid his face behind his tiny hands and shied away. Everyone cooed at how adorable Jimin was, and Taehyung and Jungkook teased him while Hoseok played with Jimin's hair.

After a few hours, the fanmeet was over, and the boys were exercising their tired jaws and stretching their arms. They shook their hands which were exhausted after signing so many copies and pictures, and stood up to talk with them and play games at the front of the stage.

We were asked to stand behind the entrance and exit, as the tables were removed. Soon, they all were bowing down and thanking the ARMYs for attending the fanmeet.

"We love you, ARMYs!" Namjoon screamed, and they all made hearts out of their body parts. Hoseok sat on the floor and made one with his legs, being the extra person he usually is. Jimin kicked his side, and pulled him up, as they all exited while waving and laughing.

"This one was much better", Jimin chimed happily, and I found myself smiling at his joy. This man deserved all the good things that he encountered today, and more.

"They feel like family, Tokyo felt like family too, but like distant relatives", Taehyung laughed lightly at Jungkook's comparison. They were soon led to an idle room and served food, after they'd changed into casual clothing and had removed their makeup.

I was about to exit the room, which was getting crowded with crew members, the cameramen being asked to rest too. Suddenly, I felt someone pull my arm and I turned to face Ha-en. I hadn't seen her for a while, and assumed that she was out of town or something. She pulled me into a corner and I looked back at the boys to find Namjoon getting a little agitated.

"We aren't together anymore, him and I...you have reasons to hate him...can you help me?"

I blinked several times to absorb everything she was saying. When I realised what she was trying to explain, I shook my head no frantically.

"No! I don't hate him, it's not even close to that. It's the opposite, if anything."

Ha-en's expression fell when I confessed my feelings for Namjoon, she quickly left my hand and walked away.

"You can talk to me, about it. If you want...."

She looked back at me, her innocence barely showing anymore.

"Wouldn't want a dick slut's help."

This nickname is starting to grow on me.

~~

Hoseok smiled at me when I turned back to face the boys. The arrangement on the mini bus was much similar to that of the day we reached Rome. But instead of Taehyung sitting beside me, there was Hoseok sitting beside a camera crew member. Perhaps, she was an assistant director.

I was sitting beside Jiwoon, who'd personally asked me to accompany her. Shocked as I was, I couldn't decline her offer.

"You seem really off these days, are you okay?" She asked and I nodded quietly. I looked diagonally to my right and saw Ha-en talking with Ma. Ma had arrived towards the end so he couldn't be seated with me.