Forever Rain (A BTS Fanfiction)

Y/n

I scanned the crowd at the exit gate, trying to spot Hobi, but it was proving useless. Seriously, my eyesight is the worst. Slowly, I walked out, searching every face. How hard could it be to find a celebrity in disguise? With a sigh, I tried calling Hobi, but his phone was busy. Just when I was about to give up, my eyes caught a glimpse of a black fanny pack with stars. I looked up and there he was—Hobi, my best friend from Korea and my dance partner.

I sneaked up behind him, noticing how zoned out he looked, and softly whispered, "Hobi, hi!" His whole body jolted, and in the process, he accidentally stepped on my foot.

"Ow!" I muttered, while he clutched his chest, breathing heavily. When he saw my face, his look of disbelief sent me into a fit of laughter.

"This is how you repay me for picking you up?" he grumbled, looking as though he might kill me, but I just grinned cheekily and gave him a playful hip bump. He chuckled and pulled me into a hug. I had missed him so much.

"How are you?" he asked as we started walking toward his car.

"I'm good! New York was hectic. I had a few commercial modeling gigs, then went to LA for some vlog shoots. It's good to be back home though," I sighed contentedly.

"You haven't changed at all," he chuckled, and I stuck my tongue out at him. "Well, drop me off at my apartment. I need to clean up. Who knows what pests have taken over by now," I said with fake annoyance.

"Oh no! You're staying at the dorm with me for at least a month, then you can go wherever you want," he replied as we settled into his car.

I stared at him blankly. "Seven boys? Please, Hobi, I love you, but no."

"Men, not boys. Jungkook's 21 now, remember?" Hobi grinned, already driving away. Arguing with him was pointless—his name should be J-stubborn, not J-Hope.

"Sleep off your jet lag," he said, tuning in some music.

Jung Hoseok, aka J-Hope, is a member of the international K-pop sensation BTS. Everyone knows him, no introductions needed. We've been best friends for three years now. Our friendship started unexpectedly when I posted a picture of him by accident on a fan cafe—just a random street shot I took in Seoul.

I was born to a Korean mother and an American father. My mom raised me as a single parent, so I spent most of my life in the U.S. When I turned 18, she decided it was time for me to connect with my Korean roots. Photography had been my passion since I was 12, and my mom always supported me, gifting me new cameras every few years. I honed my skills online and started travel vlogging on YouTube at 16. My mom traveled a lot, so I'd join her during vacations, exploring new places together.

I was a BTS fan—an ARMY, like so many others—but my relationship with the boys has evolved. Now I'm just friends with them, and Hobi? He's my best friend. Despite our differences, we balance each other like yin and yang. Meeting him changed my life for the better.

"Wake up, CamCam," Hobi whispered in my ear. I slowly opened my eyes.

"Are we home?" I asked groggily, and he nodded.

I first met the boys in 2016, during their "Save Me" music video shoot. Hobi had invited me to visit, and I hadn't realized I'd be meeting all of BTS, not just him. But, having met other celebrities before, I was able to stay calm. And that's how my journey with Bangtan Sonyeondan began.

"SUGA HYUNG!" Hobi yelled as we walked inside.

"Why are you shouting?" I heard a deep voice. Suga stepped out of his studio, looking mildly irritated. But when he saw me, his expression softened, and I caught a glimpse of his signature gummy smile.