BTS has always been such a tightly knit group of seven... but actually, what if they were a tightly knit group of eight?! Join Kira on her journey as BTS' Diamond Maknae, KPOP's Princess, and The Nation's Angel... Let's see how her life plays out wh...
"Joonie-Oppa? Are you busy?" the soft voice of Kira filled his studio space. "Nae Sarang, why are you up so late?" "I couldn't sleep, and I knew you were awake. Can I come in, please?" She bit her lip, her eyes drooping as she leaned against the studio door.
"Come here, sweetheart," he smiled, carrying her in bridal style as he sat down on the couch, smiling as she cuddled into his chest. "Can you put the blanket over us, please, Oppa?" she asked, snuggling further into his chest as he rubbed her back, covering the two of them in a woollen blanket. "Mmm, love you, Oppa," she mumbled, placing a soft kiss on his neck, drifting off as he smiled, running his hands through her hair. "Love you too, baby," he smiled, snuggling up with her as they dozed off.
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Funny, random talks
"Oppa, if the ocean is blue, does that mean that we are drinking blue water?" Kira frowned, rolling herself up in his duvet. "Baby~ what on Earth are you talking about?" he asked, his voice laced with amusement as he stepped out of the shower, towel hanging low on his hips as he wiped his hair, walking over to his closet.
"But Oppa, I'm serious! Or maybe I'm hungry?" she smiled, her petite head popping out of the duvet. "Come on, sweetheart, let's go and get something to eat. Before you go delusional," he chuckled, slipping on his shirt and pants as he picked up the mess of duvets, making his way to the kitchen.
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They're always there for one another
"Hey, Kira- Kira? Where are you?" Namjoon frowned, looking around the barely-lit room. Soon, the sound of soft sniffles filled his ears. "O-Oppa!" She cried, her tiny head popping out of the duvet covers. " Nae Sarang, what happened!?" he asked, a deep frown resting on his lips.
"I-I had a bad dream," she whimpered, snuggling into her sheets. "Aww sweetheart, come here~" he cooed, smiling sympathetically at the quivering girl. Namjoon walked over to the shaking girl, scooping her into his arms as he calmed her down, turning on the TV as they lay in bed, cuddled up.
"It's okay, Nae Sarang; I love you, baby. You're okay," he whispered, rocking her back and forth, soothing her tiny cries. "Thank you, Oppa..." She murmured, snuggling into his neck as he smiled, placing a soft kiss on her head. "Oppa's always here for you, baby," he smiled.
