BACK TO JUNGKOOK, JIMIN AND MICAH.
JUNGKOOK'S POV
Good thing the van arrived because I was starting to have cobblywobblies because of this girl. Of all people, why let Jimin hyung drive? Waegeurae?! Do they want us to die?
I hear him ask me, "Why is she with you?"
I don't answer him. I want him to know how mad I am because of him. He's the reason I'm in this mess right now. English, may I remind him, is not my style.
Why did he have to blackmail me into fetching his beloved bandana? If he didn't force me, I wouldn't have been chased by psychotic fans!!!
Wait a minute, I wasn't alone. What's her name again? Micah.
I remember her, then ask her bluntly, "You coming or what?"
If this girl hadn't cried in front of Namjoon hyung like that, I wouldn't have given her the bandana I borrowed from Jimin-shi. Geurae, you are the real problem here!!!
She doesn't answer. So I roll my eyes and get in first, saying, "Fine", before reaching for the door.
"Wait!" She shouts out of panic and climbs in.
Running exhausted me. My thoughts exhausted me. I grab a neck pillow and use it. I stare at blank space. I'm bottling it all up so I don't get scolded for blowing up on an innocent fan, especially not on a PTH. But when I take a glance at her again, she just pisses me the hell off.
My internal outburst is interrupted by Jimin hyung.
"Ready, everyone?" Jimin happily asks.
Whatever, just drive already midget hyung.
"Deee." Micah answers, sounding just as happy.
Oh. Is Jimin your bias? FIIIINNNEEEE!
I catch myself glaring at her. Too late. She has already noticed.
"What?" Micah innocently asks.
I, Jungkookie, rudely answer her in Korean in a volume which only she could hear. I don't like Jimin hyung butting in. "Yes, that's right. Ignore me completely since he's who you like anyway. You're lucky our belts have tracking devices installed in them. You're welcoooome for the free ride."
Next, she avoids me by looking outside the window. Doing the same, I realize that it's already dark. Aren't her parents worried about her? I'd be losing my mind already if I were her parent. Plus, didn't she have a friend with her? Where did her friend go anyway?
I shrug. It's not my problem.
I put my earphones on, turn up the volume to maximum and ignore the world.
MICAH'S POV
My friends are never going to believe me if I were to tell them that right now I am sitting inside a black van owned by BTS, beside their maknae who's also my ultimate bias, with one of the 95' liners driving for us. The only thing ruining this awesome dream would be Jungkook; who's throwing a random tantrum.
Jungkook has his earphones on, blasting music which I could hear even though he was a bit far.
I kept my cool and just behaved myself. I didn't talk. I didn't breathe. I just sat there. And I was on the brink of dying from holding my breath that is, until Jimin senses my discomfort.
"Hey. You okay?" He asks, at the same time looks at me through the rear view mirror.
Uncontrollably smiling, I reply with, "Yes. I'm more than okay. Thank you."
Jimin smiles back. "You can breathe now." He says then winks.
(A/N If you want you can listen to 24/7 = Heaven by BTS starting here ()
I close my eyes and take a deep breath. Inhaling the good vibes from Jimin and exhaling every single thing that was bothering me today. When I open my eyes, Jimin bursts out laughing.
"Aren't you even wondering where we're going?" He mockingly asks me.
"Nope. Where?" "You're going to be staying with us at the hotel. With your friend, Elsa."
He casually says as he drives with expertise. Then suddenly looks at me and smiles at me at the mirror. This gave me a mini to severe heart attack.
Recovering, I pat my heart and say, "Micah, stay strong. Live longer. Oooh my poor hearteu. Breathe in, breathe out. Remember; do not let your ultimate bias be wrecked. You can do this."
"Micheoseo? (Are you crazy?)" He asks while laughing so hard. I didn't care if he just witnessed me fan girling.
"No, I'm not." I huff and fold my arms, looking away. I catch a glimpse of Jungkook 'enjoying' his music. He's now sleeping by the way. Still ignoring your surroundings, eh?
Jimin doesn't reply to me. Maybe he thinks I'm mad at him for laughing at me.
"I was just kidding. Please don't be mad Jimin-shi. Sorry for being a fan girl." I apologize.
"I'm kidding too." He turns his head then makes faces at me.
Ommo. Jimin has tricked meeeeeee!
"You got no jams." I say with a straight face.
He doesn't react quickly. Oh no, have I offended him?
After a moment, he gives me a cute pout and we laugh spontaneously. I felt relief.
"Kamsahamnida Jimin-shi." I shyly say.
"Wae? Wow, you speak Korean?" Jimin is amazed.
"No. I just know a few words. Anyway, thank you for making me feel comfortable." I say.
He then replies with, "Really? Oh, you're welcome!"
He's such a cutie. I want to squish him right now. Eeeeeep.
Those fluffy cheeks and eyeless smile make it harder to resist cuddling him.
Pigilan mo sarili mo, Micah! (You have to control yourself, Micah!)
But when he turns to face me again smiling, my mouth blurted out on its own.
"Oppa, stop being so cute please? It's dangerous. Focus on driving."
WHAT. You. Just. Called. Him. Jimin. Oppa.
I notice him blushing. "Sorry. I meant Jimin-shi." I smile sheepishly.
His reply leaves me blank.
"Aniyo. Just call me 'Oppa'."
JIMIN'S POV
Being the one in charge for the charms of the group, I was not prepared to say those 5 words.
"Aniyo. Just call me 'Oppa'."
"Aniyo. Just call me 'Oppa'."
"Aniyo. Just call me 'Oppa'."
"ANNIIIYOOO. JUUUST CAAALLL ME 'OPPPPAAAAAAA'."
I'm going to go crazy. If the other guys heard this they all are gonna be like who are you. And she is going to think that I'm such a flatterer. I was being serious though. And now I am aware of my head turning into a huge tomato. Might as well stay quiet.
"Okay.. oppa." She shoots me with a cheeky smile.
Waaaaaah.
I see that she has been blushing too.
Are all girls this cute up close?
I clear my throat before speaking up again, "So Micah. What are your hobbies?"
Is it wrong for me to want to know more about her?
"Uhm." She looks restless for a moment there. But I soon realize that shit's about to get real.
AUTHOR'S POV
"I have a lot going on." Micah replies. Jimin didn't get what she meant and just patiently waited for her to explain.
Micah finds herself opening up about herself - her likes, her dislikes, what she knew, what she didn't know, what she her family wanted for her and what she dreamt for herself. The boy driving need not ask her because it was natural for her to trust people.
Following her lead, Jimin returned her trust by letting her know him better. He didn't bother talking about the basics. He knew she was a passionate ARMY. He shared his moments of triumph, times of hardship and he let her take a peek on;
who he really was, beneath the fame and all.
The two were more compatible than they thought. Jimin and Micah talked about a gazillion other things. Language wasn't a barrier. They simply understood each other.
Laughter after laughter, they even forgot Jungkook was with them. But of course, with the conversation going on and on, together with the undying laughter; Micah felt her eyes getting heavy.
Jimin was still storytelling, "Then because of that Taehyung.." He pauses to take a look at Micah at the backseat. He laughs, "Aaah, jinjja."
Micah has fallen asleep with a smile on her face.
The remaining duration of the drive was peaceful. Jimin continued to drive as he had before. The only difference was from time to time, he smiled for no reason. You could say that he has caught some craziness from Micah. He even had the energy to play music, tapping on the steering wheel with the beat. Well at least someone was in good spirits.