The Afterlife: A BTS Story

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(Seokjin POV)
-15 minutes ago
I had just walked into the airport and sat in the waiting area. Mary said she just landed and that she was stepping off the plane as we spoke. I was nervous because she either already knew I was an idol or will find out the moment we step out of this airport.

I was on the phone texting my older brother : Maiko. We never had the best relationship, our parents always favored him and my sister. I never held a grudge against him as a child, but for some reason he hated me as a kid. Our whole childhood he specifically focused on hurting me.

Fifth grade year he kept calling me the f-slur because I told him I liked a boy, I thought I could trust him, but he told my parents anyways. They practically disowned me. They had already neglected me but it had gotten so much worse.

Anyways, now that I was in the states he wanted to come see me, along with mom, dad, and my older sister. But the only reason they wanted to see me is because I've made something of myself, well except my sister. My sister was actually very kind and loving, she never judged me and when my parents would give me less food, she would always give me a portion of hers. She's my best friend but due to my busy schedule I haven't been able to travel to see her.

I continued to text Maiko, and it became very annoying . He was being rude to me, and I was letting OUR family, stay in the hotel I was staying in along with other boys, and I'M paying for it. He could at least be grateful.

I put down my phone and sighed pinching my nose in irritation. I felt a little tap on my shoulder and turned my head to the side. Nobody's there. Then a tap on the other shoulder. Nobody.

I stood up and saw no one. Then, I heard a girl. A young girl it sounded like.
"Seokjin!"

I looked down to find a short girl, she looked about 7 or 8. I loved kids so this was pretty cute to me.

"Hi! Where are your parents bunny?" I said kneeling down to her height with a smile.
She pointed to another area of the waiting area, revealing who her parents were.

I saw a young Asian couple smiling and waving at me. I kindly waved back at the two men and looked back at their beautiful black daughter. A stunning family i must say. "How about we come over here with your parents?"

She nodded excitedly and took my hand, basically dragging me to her caretakers.

"Hello, my name's Seokjin and your daughter had come to me, I don't know if she was lost or..."
The man cut me off by sticking his hand out offering for me to shake it. But I gladly took up his offer and shook his hand.

"Hi, my name's Lee Sung and this is my husband Tae Sung. And of course, our daughter Seoul. I can tell you now she definitely isn't lost. She loves BTS and was actually going to be at your concert tonight but we couldn't get the fan meeting tickets, so when she saw you she begged to go meet you. You are her bias after all, so we let her. I'm sorry if she bothered you."

"Oh no, that doesn't bother me at all! I was just waiting on someone. And your daughter is adorable." I kinda felt bad that the girl couldn't come to the fan meet.

"Thank you! We try to raise her to where she thinks that she's the prettiest little princess to exist before she gets exposed to the real world, but I think you do that enough for her." I chuckled shyly seeing she's picked up my confidence.

I saw Seoul look up at me with a pouty demeanor , so I crouched down to the younger with a soft expression. "Hey, don't pull a sad face, what's wrong?" She grabbed my right hand and pecked it softly. "Don't leave me Seokjin."

Now, I felt really bad. I got on my knees so I could face the younger. "Aw, Seoul. I'm not leaving yet. And you'll get to see me tonight, hmm?" I brushed a hair out of her face lightly and gave the girl a smile.