The year someone turns 18 they have the opportunity to be injected with a serum that will produce a soulmate mark somewhere on their body. This serum is costly and the procedure to get the injection is not covered by insurance.
A rare illness cropp...
The next day goes by pretty fast. I decide against going to their taping with Stephen Colbert. Not because I fear I will be bored waiting on them or anything like that, but because I am mentally working out something in my head.
If I'm going to be seen in Brazil, wouldn't it make sense for it to be on my terms? Not just because I get caught with them while in attire that won't be able to hide my appearance.I'm considering just making this decision on my own. Taking off my mask, sunglasses, and pulling down the hood of my sweatshirt when we are getting out of the SUVs at the airport. But, I have a feeling that my guys wouldn't approve of that. So, I guess I need to bring it up with them when they get back.
I decide to order pizza for everybody before they get here. At this point I feel like I've got all their orders memorized, but I still double check with Sejin via text anyway. I feel better about myself when he confirms that what I plan on ordering for them is perfect. I text my guys asking them to text me before they leave so I can place the order with prompt timing.
The pizza arrives only minutes before they do, still piping hot. I smile in relief. After each of them has their selected slices on their plate I bite the bullet. "I was thinking, should we really wait until someone catches sight of me in Brazil? Should we do something where I unveil myself before we get on the plane tomorrow afternoon?"
The others first look at each other. As if trying to find answers within themselves. Then they start discussing it in Korean. It doesn't make me angry, but I'd be lying if I didn't admit to myself that it does irritate me a little bit. I get it though; it's the easiest way for them to weigh in on it objectively. It's a bit silly of me to feel annoyed about being excluded.
Namjoon sighs. "We were planning on this being a surprise and letting you know about it when we get there." He pauses a second, for dramatic effect I imagine. "We aren't going to be staying in a hotel this time around."
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"We aren't?" I blink in confusion. So, what does that mean? Where are we staying?
"You asked if we would be near the beach and seemed disappointed when we said we weren't. After some discussion and planning with Manager Sejin we decided to instead rent a house. It's almost two hours from the venue, so when we do have to be there for the concert and practice we will lose more time to ourselves, but we are also going to be staying longer than anticipated. Three security will be with us at all times, but trade out shifts so they each get some proper rest at the house next door. The managers will be staying in that house with security, and the stylist noonas are staying at the hotel."
"Wow! That sounds amazing! I just don't understand what that has to do with what I brought up for discussion. I mean doesn't it still make sense for it to be on our own terms, rather than be surprised by it?"
"The venue has an underground private garage access for the performers. We will never be seen. We don't anticipate anyone to expect us to stay near the beach. So, we don't expect us to be spotted while we are in public. If we are then we can handle that when it crops up." Namjoon sighs. "I get what you were considering, Daisy, and the reason behind it. But, I think this route is still the best in the long run."
