Zero: A BTS AU (On Hold)

Clumsy Curiosities: Ch 33

It had now been a day and a half since you ate with the 3 members of BTS who you currently find yourself friends with. It baffles you that you had such luck as to find yourself meeting them and falling so far into their good graces that they desired your companionship. You wandered at a point if they were just being excessively polite, or were just unnaturally that kind to stranges, then you thought better of it, cause if they were, well then half the world would probably have their contact information. I was going to say private contact information, but if that many people had it, well then it would most certainty not fall into the sector of private, nor would any person find it easy to stay in touch with the men who would surly be overloaded with bombardments of calls and messages. It is with these such thoughts that you find yourself deep within the grasps of confusion. Silently swiming through the sleep caused merk of your mind as you lay pondering your circumstances at 4 in the morning.

The light has yet to breach the windows, though you doubted it would as the curtans in this room do a much finer job then those hung upstairs. You had also texted your icecream friend, the mr gentleman, refering him to as such after you realised that you can't recall the name he had given you, and you were not game enough to admit it and ask him. That would be to embarrassing, and plus, he would probably never realise if you just used a nickname - maybe one day you would find out his real name, but you don't know for certain. In turn he referred to you as beanie. Though he was merely trying to hide the fact that he knew your name without you telling him. You found it a sweet name reminiscent of his kindness.

You had only began to text him after your return from that small restaurant, the new friends sparking your memory of him. That and your realisation of the fact he may have been waiting on you to message as he had no means to contact you, par from ringing your door bell - and he wasn't at that point yet. Anyway, from your first message, you had been in constant contact. The day passing with occasional exchanges remarking a range of subjects. You once again found yourself drawing close to him just as you had that night, and feel a slight liberation in your interactions. A liberation that would normally not be present until years after befriending a person. As such, as you lay in disturbed darkness, you message him.

Beanie:
Hey. Do you know any famous people?

Mr Gentleman:
Some. Why?

You don't know how much he was picnicking then, thinking you may have found him out. Though he had no real reason to be panicking about that. What would him being Yoongi do to his identity as Mr Gentleman? Well anyway, he was concerned. Maybe you finding out would inhibit your interactions and cause a devide between your closeness because you though it best to be more reserved with a superstar, a man of such renound. That was a posibility, he knew that you were caring and thoughtful and may therefore be concerned about his popularity and work, his reputation. He had yet to hear from his brothers about your interactions with them, they having returned as he was locked away in his room, and finding out wasn't really going to change his concerns or ease his worries anyway.

Beanie:
Just cause. How does it feel?

You knew what you were saying just as much as the man you were texting. Translation - you didn't know what you were asking or why.

Mr Gentleman:
What? How does it feel to know someone famous?

Well he didn't know, he had never really thought about it. People were just people after all. Well most people were just people and the only ones that mattered were his family, his pack - those who were under his care, and you; his mate. Well he also cared for all ARMY but that was different, he felt more of a portective care and thanks towards them.