Stuck With Jungkook

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The doctor told me I was free to go, and gave me a few things to take care of my hand. The boys insisted on taking me home, and who am I to refuse their adorable squishy faces? They texted Joonie to tell him to stay at my apartment while we took a cab there. Well, two cabs.

I learned very quickly that BTS hadn't used a taxi in years, not since they got famous and had all the cars they wanted. They all wanted to ride in the cab I was in, but that wasn't going to work. We barely fit in two! Once the seating was settled, I had the maknaes in my taxi, and Yoongi, Hobi, and Jinnie in the other. I figured they would be more responsible and not bug the driver as much. I still made them all sit in the back, though. The driver looked relieved.

I sat in the passenger seat, since I was the American and knew english the best. I told both drivers where to go, and paid them in advance so we didn't have to worry later. Soon, we were on our way.

Nobody talked much, they were too busy staring out the windows and I was too busy staring at them. Everything was catching up to me. The fanmeet, the tattoos, BTS coming to my tiny 3 room apartment...oh boy. Oh, why did I have to be in a taxi? I couldn't even scream! I felt the irresistable urge to freak out. My idols are coming to my apartment! Not to mention, one of them is my soulmate! What crazy fanfiction is this?

I balled my hands into fists and dug my nails into my palms. After I had calmed down a little, I pulled out my phone and decided to check the news. The sasaeng at the fanmeet probably went national.

I was right. And of course, I was the center of attention. Somehow, somebody had taped the whole thing, and I was a hero. Here's an example:

BREAKING NEWS! An attempt on the life of BTS member Jungkook leads to the discovery of a savior. Watch as she puts herself in front of him and takes down the attacker in less than ten seconds! She has been not been identified, but ARMYs thank her for saving their idol.

I rolled my eyes. At least I hadn't been identified. But a savior? Really? Anyone would have done it, and I just happened to be there. Plus, they misgendered me. I'm not a girl...but how would they know? Sighing, I put away my phone, but then open it back up as an article caught my eye.

BTS spotted going into Mercy Point Hospital in Los Angeles behind a stretcher carrying mystery girl, is she the savior from the fanmeet?

Savior, again? I am NOT a savior. I closed my phone for real this time, and sat back in the chair as the taxi pulled up to my apartment. I quickly stepped out, thanking the driver, and opened the door for the maknaes. They tumbled out one at a time, still looking around in awe. I moved to the second taxi, which hadd just pulled up. I opened the door for the hyungs, and giggled as hobi tripped and fell out of the car. I helped him up, and moved out of the way to let the others out.

"Alright you clumsy fools, let's go." I said, motioning them to follow me. I entered my apartment building, and ushered them into the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor. Once the doors opened, I got out and walked down the hall to my rooms, suddenly nervous.

My apartment was tiny. And when I say tiny, I mean tiny tiny. I had a small kitchen, a bedroom, and a bathroom. The only furniture I had was a chair, a bed, and a wardrobe. BTS was used to living in a huge, hella expensive dorm with every luxury they could imagine. What would they think of my lifestyle? I didn't even have a full size fridge!

I hesitated before pushing open the door and striding into the kitchen. Oh, remember that chair I told you about? It seemed like the God of Destruction had broken it, and was trying to fix it before I got home. Namjoon slowly raised his head with a guilty look.

I started laughing my head off. "You know, I'm actually quite honored to have the famous God of Destruction break one of my possessions!" 

My face hardened, and I put my hands on my hips. "Now, did you feed Wilson?" I asked sternly. He nodded frantically, and I smiled again. "Good! I'm going to go check on him." I skipped into my bedroom and knelt next to my baby's tank. "Wilson! Hello baby~"

I put my hand into the tank, and he crawled on. "Want to go for a ride?" I asked. He crawled onto my hand, so I carried him to the kitchen where the boys were talking in hushed tones. I raised an eyebrow and snuck up behind them.

"Whatcha whispering about?" Jin, the one I was directly behind, squeaked and jumped into Joon's arms. I gasped. "NAMJIN IS REAL BITCHES, I SEEN IT HAPPEN!" I hollered, and they blushed and pulled apart, protesting vehemently. "I know, I know, Jin's just a wimp. Don't yell at me!" I laughed again. "Y'all could be full-time comedians you know. You're very entertaining." I looked back at Wilson. "Let's show them some tricks!"

I put my and down on the table, and he crawled off. "Wilson, hide and seek." He retreated into his shell, and the boys stared in shock. "Wilson, come out and play!" He came back out of his shell, and Taehyung shook his head and rubbed his eyes. "Wilson, peekaboo!" He waved his claws in front of his eyes, and Namjoon did a double take.

"You taught your...crab...to do tricks?!" Yoongi said, totally blown away.

"Why, yes I did, it is my life's greatest accomplishment. I'm hungry, anyone want food?" They all declined, looking at the floor. I shrugged. "You sure? I've got a metric ton of ramen, and eggs. I just went to the store. If this is about the size if my fridge, believe me, I have other food. I actually have more than enough money, I choose to live this way." I looked at them again, and they stayed silent. "Okay then." I pulled out a box of ramen and filled a pot with water.

I stopped. "You know...I have to babysit some kids at the orphanage tonight. They're baby ARMYs, do you want to come...?"

"Really? We can come?" Jungkook asked excitedly.

"Totally! If you don't have anything else to do?" I turned around and made eye contact. "You're the reason they're happy all the time." I smiled fondly.

"Our manager said we have a few days to get to know you, and you can tour us around...so, yes, we can come." Namjoon said, grinning.

"Great, we leave in an hour. Normally I would bike there, but since you guys are coming, we'll walk. No, people won't notice you because we're taking a secret route." I winked.

They looked uneasy.