*Beep Beep* “That’ll be ₩32,043.20.” I handed him the money and grabbed my bag.
“Keep the change.” I walk out and stand by the door for a while. My mind was eating me alive, I wanted it to end. I turned to leave when I bumped into someone and my bag dropped, the bottles of pill spilled out.
“There he is!” Shit! Paparazzi. When I look at the person who I bumped into, she looks at the bottles and then back to me. The paparazzi were getting closer. She felt my tension and quickly grabbed the bottles, putting them in the bag. She hands me her bag and takes my bag. Before I could stop her, she walked away, and I was swarmed with cameras.
“What did you buy for yourself, Kim Taehyung?” I ignored the reporter and watched as the woman walked away with my bag. I texted my manager, and he quickly came with bodyguards to help me out.
“Taehyung, you know you shouldn’t be out alone. I’m guessing it’s hiring season for them. They are swarming other artists too, they don’t know how to respect others' privacy.” Manager Sejin rubbed his forehead. “Let’s go home.”
I nodded softly and walked away. I kept looking back to see if she’d return, but nothing. When I got home, Namjoon came running up to me, “Are you okay? Are you hurt somewhere?” I shook my head.
“I’m okay, Hyung.” I place the bag down and Jungkook comes running towards it.
“TaeTae, whatcha get!” He opens it up and pulls out ice cream. “My favorite.” He grabs it and goes back to his room.
“Ice cream?” Namjoon lifted an eyebrow and looked at me. “We have ice cream here. What did you really buy, Tae?” I lowered my eyes and looked away. He got closer and whispered, “You didn’t? Ugh, Tae.” He pulls me into a hug, “What can we do to help? How can we get rid of those thoughts and emotions for you? How can we help you?” His voice was cracking.
I tried my best to keep myself from crying. I clung to him and cried softly. He patted my back softly, and slowly pushed me away. “Now, how did you get the ice cream in the end?”
I sighed and walked over to the couch, “I bumped into someone and our bags dropped. That’s when the paparazzi spotted me. She saw the bottles, and I guess she knew I’d be in trouble. She switched bags with me and left. I couldn’t even thank her.”
Namjoon sits next to me, “It was a good thing it happened.” I nodded.
“Dinners ready!” Jin shouts from the kitchen. Namjoon motions for us to go. I got up and walked with him. The rest of the guys sat down. “Make sure to eat every last bit, alright.”
“Thank you, Jin-Hyung.” We all dug in.
“Jin Mom, this is delicious.” Jimin smiles and does a little dance. We laughed at him.
After dinner, I go to the back and sit on a bench. I look up and admire the stars. I wish I could shine like that forever and be happy. I close my eyes, and think back to that woman. Her big brown eyes, no judgement in them as she noticed the pills. There was something about her, I just can’t put my finger on it.
I sigh and get up, I should try to find her tomorrow and thank her. I smiled a little and went back inside. I got ready for bed and went to sleep.
The music was blasting loudly. I’m singing along with no care in the world. Flashing lights were flying past me. I felt my head spinning, and heard the sound of the car crashing.
“No, no. I’m sorry. No, No!” I woke up quickly, and the room felt hot. The door opened, Namjoon and Jin came in. I covered my face with my hands.
“Nightmares, again?” Jin asked. I nodded without saying a word. I let the tears that were devouring me come out. Jin and Namjoon both hugged me and repeatedly told me that everything is okay.
Everything is not okay. It’s not.