This 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...
I couldn't really sleep all that well all night so instead of suffering through another hour of terrible sleep, I decided to check up on social media and answer all my texts. When I opened my phone, the top text was from Baekwon telling me to see him when I got up which confused me because he only ever asked to see us if there was something serious going on. Going on Twitter, I found out why. The death threats had once again ignited, but this time they were by some racist American who had posted several Tweets and other posts elsewhere about his desire to kill me with pictures of guns and knives. He'd apparently even posted a video of him shooting a target with a picture of me on it, but I wasn't sure that was true since I hadn't actually seen it. I couldn't help but go lower in my bed, feeling more secure this way. There was something a lot scarier about these death threats, probably mainly because guns were involved now. I went through my texts, telling everyone I was fine, and security was taking care of me despite my current feelings. Heeyoung had texted me a picture of Inigo being cute along with her wishes for me to stay safe probably in the hopes of cheering me up. She'd also texted a Twitter thread that had gone viral.
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Seeing ARMY say such nice things was nice to see after having just heard about yet another plan to kill me. However, I couldn't help but feel like a bit of an imposter given what had gone down yesterday. They were starting to really appreciate me, when, maybe, I didn't deserve to be. Was I being too hard on the members? Should I just be happy with how things were, its not like it was terrible, I just wanted to be better understood. But was I already understood enough? This post confused me while warming my heart at the same time.
