May 17th, 2018:
We were out of the vans at the airport and were waiting for the green light from the managers to walk into the main terminal.
"You like that one?" I say surprised, looking at a character skin for a game Jungkook just started playing on his phone.
"Yeah, what's wrong with it?" he says defensively.
"I mean, it's a little... I wouldn't take you seriously," I chuckle.
"What are you talking about?" he says smiling in disbelief, "it's cool as f*ck".
"I guess it is like you then," I grin winking and walking away casually.
"Hey!" he shouts indignantly, "what do you mean by that!"
He jogs up to me and I start walking faster to evade him giggling before I'm sent slipping backwards onto my back. I'd slipped on some smooth pothole. Everyone rushed to my side worriedly while I continued laughing at this whole situation.
"I'm fine," I laugh, taking Sejin's hand to stand up, "just this thing," I say, now sliding just my foot on it still chuckling.
"You sure you're, okay?" Hoseok and Jungkook asked at the same time as everyone was still around me worriedly. I could hear the cameras clicking even more hurriedly in the background and shouts asking if I was alright.
"Yeah, I'm fine, probably a little bruised," I say patting his shoulder reassuringly, "but nothing terrible".
Jungkook goes to check my back trying to lift my shirt but Namjoon stops him.
"Not here," Namjoon whispers.
"Let's head inside and we can see the real damage there," Yoona says, wrapping her arm around my waist.
We start walking into the airport, the cameras clicking even more hurriedly now as paparazzi followed us in.
"Your pants are a little dirty," Seokjin says chuckling slightly from behind me.
"Really?" I say surprised and upset, going to feel the back of my pants, "urgh, no!"
"You can change once we're through security," Yoona says, pressing me on while Iseul stood by me as the crowd started breaking free from their designated areas.
After some jostling, we finally made it through and I was in the bathroom pouting about my pants.
"I only have my leggings and hoodie," I pout looking at my behind in the mirror in the bathroom with Yoona.
"Well, unless you want to keep that black spot on your @ss, then that's what you're gonna have to wear," she says laughing slightly.
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BTS Eighth Member | The Life: Year 2018
FanfictionThis 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...
