A little girl poked his leg. "Aren't you Min Yoongi?"
Yoongi nodded. "But please don't make a big deal out of it-"
"If I can get a picture?"
"Of course", he said and kneeled down to get to her height while she pulled out a phone.
*click*
"Thank you", she said and hugged him lightly.
"You're welcome", he said and smiled.
The girl ran to a young woman, around his age. Could be her big sister.
The girl said something and pointed at Yoongi.
Yoongi could already feel it coming.
"I gotta use the bathroom, be right-"
"You're Min Yoongi!"
The woman stood in front of him now.
Yoongi looked around to see if anyone heard.
"No, no I'm not."
"Yes you are! Oh my god, I'm such a big fan!"
"I'm not, I don't even know him. Could you please-"
"Did you say MIN YOONGI?!"
Suddenly he was surrounded by people.
What a party.
He wished for literally anyone from his group to be here now to take over the talking.
"Who is Min Yoongi?", Alejandro asked.
"No one."
"Oh it's a rapper in one of the biggest boy bands worldwide!", someone said.
Yoongi hid his face in his hands.
This was the definition of quick escalation.
"Yoongi?", Alejandro asked.
"Can you sign here please?", someone said and held a piece of paper directly under his nose.
"I have to call my friends!", another one said and immediately pulled out her phone.
Someone else has started a lifestream.
Yoongi's panic took over him and he just rushed out, straight into the bathroom and turned the key twice, just to make sure.
He put his hands over his ears, sat down and started moving his body for- and backwards to calm himself.
5 hours later, after all that screaming and talking and filming eventually got less and less, and most people left, as they realized he would not come out again, a knock appeared on the door.
"Go away!"
"Yoongi, it's me. Just me. Can I come in?"
"I can't- I can't do this."
"They're gone. I promise."
"You- you have to call Namjoon, call Namjoon for me. Please."
"We'll be fine, okay? Just let me in, I promise I mean no harm, and we can call him if it still doesn't get better."
Yoongi hesitated.
Finally he opened the door.
Only a gasp to see if everyone did leave, like Alejandro said.
"See?"
"Hurry", Yoongi said and opened the door so that he could enter.
Again he closed the door and turned the key. Just once this time.
He sat down on the floor.
"Yoongi."
No answer came, so Alejandro sat down next to him.
"It's okay, Yoongi. It's okay."
He came closer and grabbed his hand from his knee.
He held it tightly.
"Don't you want a picture? Or an autograph?", Yoongi asked slowly.
"I don't care if you're min yoongi."
He pronounced it the way, that woman did.
"I don't even know who that guy is anymore", he said and laid his head on Alejandro's shoulder.
"Min yoongi is just a construct of the media", Yoongi said.
"I can't even be true. Do you understand? I'm sorry that I didn't tell you but- I just couldn't. I was glad I could be someone else for once."
"You can be yourself with me. You can be true. You can be you. Famous or not. It doesn't matter to me."
Yoongi didn't say anything to that.
"I'm sorry that I ruined the party."
"I'm sure they were happy to see you and forget about the party."
"I meant you. I'm sorry I ruined the party for you."
The young man sighed.
"It wasn't your fault. You can't change who you are."
"Still. I just shouldn't have come. At all."
"Come on now, the start was nice though wasn't it? With all the food?"
Yoongi smiled.
"Yeah."
"Do you want to call, erm-"
"Namjoon"
"Yes. Do you still want to call Namjoon?"
"If you stay with me, I might be fine."
"Alright then."