Together: BTS X Reader 8th Member

Chapter 91

The upcoming tour was only days away, and it was safe to say that the house was in utter chaos. The older members were off in the company building, working on more music, while the rest of us had to stay home and either finish packing or clean the dorm. 

"Well, I finished cleaning the entire dorm, so you all owe me," Taehyung shouted, swinging the door to my room open without even knocking. 

"Tae, next time knock. Plus, none of the others are in my room," I mumbled from my spot on the bed. 

"Oh, I'm sorry," 

As if on cue, Jungkook and Jimin walk over, standing behind Taehyung as they all peek into my room. "Jeez, just come in," I grumbled, moving the shirts I had just folded into my open suitcase resting on the floor. 

Jungkook came over immediately, sitting on my bed next to me, resting his head on my shoulder. Meanwhile, Jimin and Taehyung sat on the floor in front of the bed. 

"I can't wait to see what outfit we get for this tour." Jimin gleemed while falling back onto the floor. 

"I know, Hanuel said he already has so many ideas for me." 

"Wait, are you two friends now?" Jungkook asked, sitting up to face me. 

 I slightly shrugged since I didn't think of us as friends, but he definitely had an attitude change towards me. 

"I mean, we're not close friends like I was with Nari, but he's a part of our staff, so he's also not a stranger."

"I thought you two hated each other at first," Taehyung mumbled under his breath loud enough for us to hear. 

"No way! We never hated each other." I was such a liar; he used to irk me so much with his stupid comments, but that was in the past. 

"Whatever you say," Jimin grumbled out, closing his eyes as if he was going to take a nap right there on my bedroom floor. 

"Anyways," I said, emphasizing my tone. "We're in Brazil for a few days, we should all totally go to the beach!" 

"As if we don't have beaches here. Plus, I heard the beaches there are way different from ours." Jungkook said, a visible shiver going down his spine.

"How so? It's sand and water, and sun," I was genuinely confused about how the beaches in Brazil and South Korea could be so different. 

"Their swimwear! It's....revealing." Jimin whispered while flailing his arms around as a slight red tint flushed over his cheeks. 

"What about it? It's swimwear. It's not like they're forcing you to oggle at them. If you don't want to see the locals, then look away. But either way, I'll be going to the beach." I huffed out, growing slightly annoyed at the fact that all of a sudden these boys were acting all innocent as if each of them hadn't either indulged in sex, or dry hummped a stage floor in front of dozens of fans. 

"I'll go with you. Only if we go before sunset." Jungkook said, breaking the silence that had fallen over us. 

"Deal." 

The two of us shook hands with giddy smiles on our faces at the thought of hanging out, just the two of us like a normal couple for once. 

The time had finally come. After four successful concerts in Seoul and Chile, we were on our way to Brazil. The plane ride was only about four hours, plus the time it took to get to our hotel, which was already around 3 pm. "Please, if you go out, go undetected. You're more famous now, which means you're more likely to get recognized."