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The Color Gray

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{{ Written by Stephanie N }}

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《《 All Rights Reserved 》》

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"Maybe we're all just a bunch of fools.
I don't know.
Hoping for a chance,
we hold tight to a love that is already ending.

It's not that I still have feelings for you.
I know we can't work out.
Still, why can't I understand why?
Like I can't digest,
my insides feel like they want to explode.
It makes me feel like throwing up.

In my imagination,
we fight, make up,
and I understand you.
Your hand gestures, your eyes,
they've faded, but haven't disappeared.
Why?
Why won't they disappear?"

--- let me know
[RM]

Two | You and My Broken Heart

"Hyunmi, let's go. We have a flight to catch." Jungkook said as I opened the door of my house.

"Would you not bang so hard on the door? You might wake up my neighbors." I said lowly.

I switched of the lights and grabbed the handle of my suitcase. He swatted my hand away and dragged it along with his suitcase.

"Why didn't you leave your suitcase with the members?" I asked as I noticed his. He looked at me confused before he looked down.

"Oh." He said in realization. "I don't know. I didn't realize I had brought it up here when I was told to come get you."

He looked at me sheepishly as we got in the empty elevator. The flight was early in the morning so that we could make it on time to the music award show in China.

The sun wasn't even up yet, and the moon was barely there. The stars were shining, but not that brightly.

The boys were still half asleep when I saw them in the van. Yoongi was definitely asleep as he leaned his head back on the chair.

Taehyung was curled up beside him with a hoodie covering his eyes.

When all of our items were in the car, we headed off to the airport. I could see many fans with phones taking pictures as we pulled up.

The fans knew I was staff so they only focused on the boys when they got out. The moment they got out, security ushered for them to continue walking straight into the airport.

Male staff members were in charge of bringing the luggage in after the boys and away from the crowd.

"Passport." The check in lady said. She looked so done with all the fans crowding the area.

The boys had already gone through and were waiting on the opposite side where fans were not allowed to pass. They could still see them though.

"Okay, here you go." She said after she checked my passport and flight ticket. I walked passed and stood near the members.

I didn't stand next to them because it would cause issues with fans. They were about three feet away from me.

We waited for all the managers to make it through before walking into the terminal.