February 26th, 2018:
We'd ended our rehearsal earlier than expected because Hoseok had to go for an unexpected meeting with producers for his mixtape release and Namjoon had to go for an American interview. He was doing it at night due to the time difference with the US. We hadn't initially planned to end so early because we could've kept going without Namjoon, but given two members were now missing, one of them central to our choreographies, we decided to get a well-deserved night off. At the last minute, I decided to head over to Hanbin's dorm. I wanted to surprise him given he'd surprised me so many times before. I quickly went home first, changing into more comfortable leggings and hoodie. It also hid more of my shape to look inconspicuous when I entered his building. I then took a taxi to near his building and walked the couple blocks to it, my two hoods from my hoodie and winter jacket over my head, covering a lot of my face. I also stopped to get some Chinese from the only restaurant that was open to get him and his roommates some food. I knew his apartment number only because I'd texted SinB who was friends with Chanwoo and had gone over to the apartment he shared with Hanbin before. I got to this door and rang the doorbell, but there was no immediate reply. I rang again and finally heard some movement.
"Yeah, sure, I'll get it," I heard a sarcastic voice before the door opened.
"Uh... Hello...?" Yunhyeong said opening the door, looking at me unsure.
"Hi, it's Y/N," I whisper, raising my hood slightly so it showed my face.
"Oh! Oh my gosh... Hi, come in!" he says surprised, stepping aside, "Hanbin didn't say you were coming".
"I didn't tell him," I chuckle, "I brought some food though. There's enough for everyone I think".
"Oh nice!' Yunhyeong said happily, taking the bag I was holding out, "Hanbin! Your girlfriend's here! The darling of Korea is in our apartment! Come kiss her hello!"
"What? What are you talking about," Hanbin shouted from further down the hall as I followed Yunhyeong to their living area, "I know it's Bobby hyung, or Junhoe, I'm not falling for it".
"Oh, you can just throw your jacket anywhere," Yunhyeong says seeing me remove my jacket and looking around, then following my gaze at their laundry rack where several pairs of underwear were drying and rushed to pull them off, "sorry, we don't typically have girls come over...Hanbin! Y/n's here!" he shouts again, "his room is the last door on the right, you can probably just go get him yourself," Yunhyeong chuckles pointing down the hall.
"Ok, thank you," I bow to him, "it's great meeting you".
"Oh yes, you too," he bows back politely, "I'm sorry, I'm just a bit flustered. Like I said, we don't usually have guests, let alone girls... and such... you know... umm, big sunbaenims".
"No, it's my fault, I didn't tell you I was coming. I'm sorry about that," I say bowing once again before going to where he'd pointed. Their living room was pretty bare other than a lot of clothes, a couch, a multi-function pull-up bar, and a TV. As I passed an opening to their kitchen, you could see the mess. Dishes were piled up in the sink and cereal and other snacks lined the counters haphazardly.
I get to his room and slowly open the door. Hanbin was lying down shirtless in loose basketball shorts on his back on his bed scrolling through his phone. He looks over nonchalantly and then does a double take his eyes opening wide and hurriedly sitting up.
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BTS Eighth Member | The Life: Year 2018
أدب الهواةThis is year 2018 of my slow-burn, detailed story of Y/N as the eighth member of BTS. The story is as realistic as possible which means it sticks to dates as well as social and idol "norms". This is not snapshots or short imagines, it does have a t...