"Ya!"

She screamed, but the hand of the random tall guy who had barged into her fitting room suddenly covered her mouth. Her eyes closed as she covered herself with her cardigan, even though she wasn't really naked.

"Shhh! Let me take cover here!" in English he whispered under his staggering breath, watching his other hand trying to lock the fitting room door.

"But-"

"He went this way!" suddenly she heard girls' voices from the outside of the room, followed by the sounds of running footsteps, seemingly looking for the guy who had just entered her room.

"That way, I guess!" another girl's voice out, and then slowly the sounds of the footsteps began to fade away.

The guy then let out a relieved sigh, and turned at the girl he just barged into, and their eyes met. He slowly removed his hand from her mouth, when she began to recognize the guy.

It's... him...

"Maybe he's hiding in one of the fitting rooms!" suddenly one of the girls' voices said from the outside, breaking the silence moment between the two trapped people. "Is it okay to check by looking through the gap at the bottom of the doors? He's wearing red shoes."

"Damn!" the guy sighed as he glanced at the closed door, and then he suddenly called out, as if an idea had struck his smart brain. "Ya, you!"

"O-Oh?" she stuttered. He suddenly walked up to her, trapping her between the wall and him. "What is it?"

"I need your help."

***

"You... too tall... for... me..." Park Hyun Ae grunted, trying to hold on to her strength, piggybacking Kim Namjoon, the leader of BTS who was running away from his fans by accidentally barging into Hyun Ae's fitting room earlier.

"Shhh. Just hold on," he whispered, trying to lessen the burden on her by pushing himself against the wall.

"It's not helping at all! My legs are getting weak-"

"Oh, maybe he's here? I haven't checked here though," suddenly a girl's voice could be heard, from the other side of the door, speaking in Korean which then made both of them gasp. But as Hyun Ae saw shadows on the floor just outside the room, she could feel herself boiling inside.

"NO YOU GUYS, NO! YOU COME IN, I'LL COME TO KILL YOU ALL!" she shouted in Korean, her anger eventually had given her all her lost strength back, making Namjoon lose his balance on her.

With that, both of them could hear the girls outside the fitting room had scurried away from the place, finally leaving them at peace.

"Wow, girl. Chills. Never thought you're a Korean," Namjoon said, getting himself off Hyun Ae's back, before getting slapped repeatedly on his back by the girl. "Hey!"

"'Chills'?" Hyun Ae repeated and then picked up the sweater on the floor that she was about to try before Namjoon barged into her room earlier. "I was about to try on my new sweater and suddenly you're here, trying to escape from your fans-"

"But this doesn't suit you at all."

His sudden statement made Hyun Ae became silenced. She then glanced at the gray-colored sweater and then turned back at the K-Pop idol. "W-Who cares? So get out now-"

"I think your color should be something bright, vibrant... like yellow," Namjoon suddenly suggested, leaning against the room's door as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"No one likes it."

"What do you mean?"

"To be honest, yellow is my favorite color, but people around me don't like that color on me."

"Why would you care?" he asked, finally standing up straight and put his hands into his pants' pockets on both sides. "Just be yourself. Love yourself, can you?"

"Urgh, and you, just go away."

"No," Namjoon whispered, before snatching away the cardigan that belongs to Hyun Ae. "I'm borrowing this first," he said, wearing it and then putting on his face mask with his black shades, before grabbing her hand. "And come with me."

"Wait, what?" she gasped, before he opened the door, and finally got out of the room.

***

"So, you know who I am?" Namjoon asked, still with his mask on.

"To be honest, I'm a fan of you guys, so how would I don't recognize you? Plus, I'm not like those who scream around and run after you guys when seeing you're out in public places," Hyun Ae said after they left the clothing store they were in before and began to walk together.

"Nice."

"Well, you guys need some privacy too. With the U.S. tours, you guys are doing right now here, so yeah..."

"Are you coming?" he asked, stopping in his track and turning at her.

"What?" she asked as she stopped walking too.

"Our concert, I mean. In a few days more, there's one."

"Um... no thanks. I'm on a short trip here. And on a fixed budget since this is like... a last-minute trip."

"Oh..."

"Yup. Though I really, really want to be there, screaming out your names, jumping with all the other ARMYs..." Hyun Ae's words faded away, and her face lighted up as she looked up and giggled by herself, already entering her imaginary world.

Namjoon watched her as she drifted away in her own world then he chuckled. "How I wish to give you a pass now."

"Nah, it's okay. I don't need it..."

"I really would like to see you in that new sweater," he said, pointing his finger at the paper bag in her hand. "You know? I spot you, wave at you, and shout out to you."

"Even though I stand at the very far end of the hall?" Hyun Ae smirked, crossing her arms as he responded with nods. "Even though I stand at the very far side of the stage, you know like the very small corner at the end of the stage?"

"Because it's bright yellow. So why not?" he laughed, covering his mouth with his hand.

"Geez..." Hyun Ae chuckled in disbelief upon hearing his words. "So, are you the only one who's out here?"

"I was with Hoseok and Jungkook. When we heard screams, we split up. I've texted them to meet at the Subway. Oh, why don't you join us? Let me treat you."

"Um... no thanks. I'll pass," she politely rejected, her hands were clasped together and she bowed her head down a bit.

"Seriously?"

"Y-Yeah... I mean," she paused for a moment, then she hugged the paper bag with the yellow sweater paid by the idol earlier in it, "thanks for this... though."

"Nah, it's fine. That's for saving my life," Namjoon said, feeling glad inside.

They stood in silence, looking at each other when suddenly Namjoon placed his hand on top of her head.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" she asked when their eyes met.

"I was wondering if I can meet you again in the future."

"Haha! What the hell is wrong with you?" she laughed, slapping her forehead with her hand. "Hey, we just met! You can't be missing me already, are you? We barely know each other. And please do remember, I'm an ARMY too."

"You're just giving off positive vibes, that's what I like," he said, giving another pat on her head before slipping his hands into his jeans' pockets.

"Okay... Hm..." Hyun Ae chuckled as her eyes fell on the bag in her hands, and smiled. "Don't worry, we'll meet again, soon. Let's live on believing that."

"Promise?" he asked, showing her his pinky promise.

Once again, she let out a disbelief chuckle and eventually did the pinky promise with him. "Promise. I guess I should go now, and you should meet the others or else they'll be worried whether you're alive or not," she said, giving him a wink.

"Haha... Alright. Once again, thanks ARMY."

"Anything for our Bangtan Boys." And with that, both of them turned around and began to walk away from each other when suddenly Namjoon stopped in his tracks.

"Ah! I forgot to ask her name," he muttered but as he turned around, she was nowhere to be seen. "That's... fast."

Ah... that was close! Hyun Ae thought in her mind, leaning her back against one of the nearest big pillars in the mall, trying to hide from the idol.

When she had thought she was safe, she let out a sigh before she tried to peek from behind the pillar when suddenly...

"Why are you hiding here?"

"Omo!" she jumped, surprised as she turned around and Namjoon was now standing behind her. "Hah... you startled me!"

"I'm asking?" he said, referring to his question earlier.

"You know, like those dramas. The girl suddenly disappeared. I was wondering what actually happened," Hyun Ae explained, or more like making up stories. She nervously patted the concrete pillar and nodded. "So they hide here, huh?"

"That won't work on me," he chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest, and shaking his head at her.

"Okay, fine. Bye," she said, and as she was about to leave, Namjoon held up his hand in front of her.

"I forgot to ask your name."

"I think it's better to not know it now," she giggled and smiled at him, before taking a run to the nearest exit, finally disappearing from his sight.

"Wait!"

Eheh, stupid me. 

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