Living With The Legends (BTS FANFICTION)

You are not Her

Thud thud thud.

" Kim Namjoon! Open the door. Now!", I was screaming, totally furious.

Why?

While I suggested he give his fans a little clue that he found his author so that the fans won't worry anymore, the man decided to straight out release a statement.

The internet went crazy. Curiosity peaked among people. Armys and non-armys. Hashtags were being trended, tweets being tweeted, posts being posted, and information about me was getting dug. People wondered as to why mystery girls kept appearing around BTS unaware of the fact that all of them were the same person. Me.

Now the smart armies were at it to find me at any cost. They did it once before. Only this time they have been spamming the publishing house that published my book. So much so that the CEO personally contacted me. They were shocked by all the messages they received yet they promised they won't release any information though they were under a lot of pressure and for that I was grateful.

I just asked him to give a hint. A HINT.

" You will kill me.", RM replied from the other side of the door.

" You bet I will."

" No way. I won't come out."

" You think I can't take the door down?"

" You won't!", he chuckled and that infuriated me.

I took a few steps back and then charged at the door hard making a huge sound startling the house.

" Whoa. Okay. No. Stop.", Jin dropped the spatula and came running out of the kitchen to hold me back. His hands were tightly clasped around my waist.

" Let me go Hyung.", I wiggled in his arms trying to get out of his hold and tear that door down.

" Yaaa. Namjoona. Stop being a coward and come out right now.", Jin yelled for me.

" He won't. Let me take that door down. He is dead meat today.", I sneered.

" You were the one who asked me to tell the armys about it. You planted the idea in my head. It's partially your fault.", he reasoned and I lost it.

" My fault? My fault? I just asked you to give them a little clue cause I was worried about your fans. I am sure you were too. But you didn't have to release a big ass statement.", my voice squeaked. Anger boiling inside of me.

" Language kids.", Suga said passing by us on his way out for a walk, unbothered by the ruckus as if it was normal.

" Okay calm down Kores. I am sure he didn't expect it to blow up.", Jin tried to reason but one look at my face and he decided to stay out of it.

" RM, I am warning you. Come out now.", I said in a low voice that sounded dangerously scary even to me.

" Namjoona. If you won't come out this second, I won't be able to stop her anymore.", Jin said struggling to keep me put.

Suddenly it started to get warm and a weird smell spread throughout the house.

" What's that smell?", Jin and I stopped to sniff.

" I don't know. I don't care. Leave me right now.", I went back to my attempt at wriggling out of his hands.

" Wait. Is that smoke?", Jin asked looking at the thin grey film spreading across the living room.

" Fireeeee!", came V running out of his room straight into the kitchen.

" The eggs.", Jin screamed and let me go to help V put the fire out.