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CHAPTER 11. You're Doomed

“Where’s the photoshoot today,” I overheard one of the photographers while I was with the rest of the staff.
“It’s a made-up music room in a studio set,” said the other.

My ears turned like that of a koala. What could be more exciting than seeing a whole music area with probably some of the best producers in town! Yes I am talking about Namjoon and Suga. My soul went all giddy waiting for three of my seven heroes for their music-inspired photoshoot. 

Just when I was about to gulp another sip of my macchiato, I heard ‘annyeonghaseyos’ of Jin, Suga and Namjoon. I got the same jitters since the last time I saw them. I can get used to this, I thought.

“Noona, annyeong! How are you holding up?” Jin placed his left palm on my right shoulder, probably trying to appease me for what happened yesterday.
“I’m always fine do not worry,” I smiled, sincerely. He smiled back.
Next thing I knew, Suga was all jumpy seeing all the instruments carefully placed as props at the studio. So was Namjoon. So was me. I half-ran towards Namjoon who picked up a guitar. 
“Jin hyung. Come here! Show noona your skills!” Rapmon signaled Jin to come near him.
Namjoon passed the instrument to Jin and took out his handphone to take a video of his hyung playing the guitar. Inside I was screaming for my NamJin ship. I smirked.
“Okay noona. Listen well. Your attention must all be on me. Once I hit the strings, you will be mesmerized,” Jin said with 100% confidence.
“Mesmerized because you are a guitar prodigy?” I joked.
“No noona. Mesmerized because I am too handsome the guitar would be ashamed of itself.”
I laughed in all sincerity and so did Suga and Namjoon. He was so adorable!
“But can I play it first?” I pleaded. I was itching to play the guitar. I was thinking that in a few minutes, the whole photoshoot staff will assemble and the happy moment will get spoiled in a blink.
“Oh c’mon noona. Don’t even try to hurt your pretty hands. The guitar is really difficult to play. I’ll teach you later, okay?”
“Please? Just for a while?”
“Aigoo our noona, this will be very difficult for you okay?”
I didn’t debate him on that. I smiled again and started listening.
“See noona? Our Jin here is very much talented,” Namjoon said while he was taking a video of Jin who’s enjoying his mini performance with his eyes dramatically closed.
“Yah Jin hyung. That’s enough. Let’s get to work and start the photoshoot,” mumbled Suga after around five minutes in his autocratic yet attractive behavior. 
The three of them started taking steps away from the guitars heading to the makeup area and buzzed around the handphone of Namjoon to watch (and laugh) about Jin’s guitar ‘concert’.

But before they could be more than five meters away, I picked the guitar, sat on one of the soundboxes and started playing one of my favorite originals I composed a year ago. I was too shy about the lyrics so I just hummed to it. What the guys do not know is that I play the guitar since I was seven years old. I had once joined a rock band as a lead guitarist but we disbanded after my bandmates went overseas. 

I heard the three’s footsteps stopped. They turned around in plain awe I can almost see Suga’s jaw drop.
I was too absorbed at playing the guitar and my personal piece I didn’t even notice Namjoon was taking a video of me. Jin’s eyes doubled. The three went dumbfounded.

“N-n-noona. You didn’t tell us you were that …good,” Namjoon said as he slowly panned down his handphone after he took a video of me. I was screaming inside seeing three of my favorite people on earth fanboy over my guitar skills. 
Comically, Jin knelt on the ground and jokingly asked for apology in a very funny way I can almost see his tears from laughing so hard at how awkward the situation had been. 

“OMO!!!! Noona forgive me! Forgive me I have wronged you! Accept my apologies Noona! No, ‘Madam Guitar Prodigy,” laughed Jin. Everyone burst into one big laughter.
“Good luck on your make up Jin hyung. Noona won’t have mercy on you,” laughed Suga.

Photoshoot went pretty well. Though I have to admit it was even exhausting than I expected. Being head makeup artist of a company trying to save itself from bankruptcy is almost like martyrdom. During the break, I sat on the floor at the rooftop corner and started peeling an orange for snacks. Trivia, I eat a lot of oranges; especially when I’m tired. Peeling it is therapy to me, eating it is quenching.
“Noona what are you doing here?” Suga inched his way to me with overflowing attractive swag I didn’t even hear him when he said “Give me that noona. Let me peel that for you.”

It took me a second or two to reply. “N-neh! Thank you.” In my mind, I had no idea he was that sweet. I mean, he sounded so boyfriend material I almost switched my bias lane. 
“Noona, do you have a boyfriend?” Suga asked out of nowhere while he handed me back the peeled orange. I have to say I felt giggly I smiled in the most awkward way possible.
“Eh?! With this face?” I shrieked while smiling.
“Noona, a pretty face is just a bonus. Personality shines brighter you know?”

I didn’t know how to react. For a second I felt like I was cheating on my love for Jungkook. At that moment I realized there’s so much more about Suga that most people don’t know. It wasn’t just how he says things. It’s what he says that moves me. Right there and then, I knew something about him is special.
“Noona, I’m sorry you had to do all these things on your own just because the company is saving money. You know we almost disbanded after we released N.O. because honestly we really had little to no budget at all. Now that we’re on a rest after Boy In Luv, we keep thinking about how we would do a comeback. We really want to. But the finances are not good.” he said with a long face as he sat down beside me. I didn’t have to look at his face to find out he was sad.
“I will try my best to help you guys. I mean it.”
“Noona, you don’t have to. Once you feel drained about all the work they give you, it is okay for you to quit. It might not be worth it Noona. Plus our Jungkook is going through a lot. I don’t even know how to show Bangtan how I really feel about all these. Sometimes they’re making me want to cry but  I always try to hold it back.”
I was mute for a few minutes. Suga is talking his heart. He seemed like an onion starting to peel off.
“Why are you telling all these to me Yoongi dongsaeng? It feels like we just met.”
“I don’t know too Noona. Something tells me that I can trust you.”
The atmosphere was weird. I felt crying but I had to hold it back. Suga looked really sad. Just the thought of him going at the rooftop means he was trying to find a place where he could be alone to think things out. I really wanted to ask about Jungkook’s puzzle but I felt like it wasn’t the right time. Suga continued talking.
“I really wish we could find that girl they call Park Shinhye. If only I could find her I would really kneel and plead before her to  continue with her sponsorship contract with Big Hit Ent. Because you know, it wouldn’t just save the company and the group. It would save the friendship I have with these dorks.”
I was taken aback. I felt the pressure to help them. I swear I started to get teary-eyed ; I’m so glad Suga was staring on the floor he didn’t even notice me silently weeping. I felt his pain. I felt his love for s.
“Your friendship meant that much to you?” was all I was able to say.
“No. They weren’t my friends. They are my family,” he picked a pebble he saw and aimlessly threw it off. “When I ran away from home, they became my home. I might always seem mean and tough but I really do care for them so much. They don’t even know how grateful I am.”
He paused for around a minute. 
“Suga dongsaeng, whatever that is you are going through, trust me it will fade away real soon. You will get that sponsorship. Don’t lose hope,” I patted his shoulder. He looked at me in the eye and although he said nothing, it read ‘I’m grateful’.
“Thank you noona.”
“For what?”
“For not asking. For just listening.”
He smiled a half-smile.