Yoongi - Mind

It was a busy day; apparently, the hotel where I worked hosted the BTS boys. There was a lot of running around, cleaning, food preparation, and curious people trying to get into the hotel even though they weren't staying there.
But what was most stressful was that someone was coming to interview them, so my colleagues and I from the hotel tidied up the party room.
As the evening wore on, the room was filled only with cameras, the boys, and the interview production crew. I was leaning against one of the tables in the back, staring at the water bottles as if it were the most boring thing in the world, and the thought came to me:
"It would be more interesting if I at least understood what they're saying."
I sighed as I grabbed some water, but I didn't know that one of them (Yoongi) was looking around as if someone had spoken to him. I grabbed the rest of the water and went to take it to them, and my thoughts wouldn't stop.
"I hope it doesn't take too long, I haven't even slept yet."
And at that moment I felt his eyes on me.
"Why does it seem like he heard me?"
And he looked at me again, damn it.