Together: BTS X Reader 8th Member

Chapter 96

"Come in, please, sit." Another meeting with Bang PD. That was the only thing running through my head as we all shuffled into his office and sat down on the run-down couch he had there. 

"Congratulations. Seven daesangs in total. I'm proud of all of you. Now, let's get to the real reason you're here. We will officially be announcing the Love Yourself Tour this month, along with the debut preformance of Fake Love at the Billboard Music Awards. You're making it big in America; you're acting as great role models for your juniors." 

He was giving us a lot of information all at once, but with another tour came new outfits and more fittings, and just more stress overall. 

"One small note: work on the lip-syncing. The fans are starting to notice the fact that your mouths don't match the lyrics in some of the music videos." 

Once the meeting was over, we set out to start packing for our next trip to L.A. Given our newfound fame, styling ourselves had become less and less common. It was starting to feel like every move I made was calculated for me. 

"How am I supposed to pack if all of our outfits are already picked out for us? I mean, seriously, all I need is a carry-on with my bras." I grumbled while shoving bras and underwear into a small carry-on suitcase. 

"Pajamas? I highly doubt you want to be sleeping in whatever skirts and dresses they stick you in." Jungkook and Jin had finished packing early, which meant that they were now infiltrating my room. 

"Dance practice clothes? For the non-recorded practices?" Jin suggested, shrugging his broad shoulders as he looked around my room. 

"Pack whatever you want, but don't come crying to me when we get to wear our actual clothes, and you're stuck in your bra and panties since you aren't taking this seriously," Jungkook mumbled, looking down at his phone while he was vigorously typing. 

"We won't have much free time. We have like 10 different interviews and presentations in one day," I huffed out, zipping up the suitcase when I felt my own phone buzz. 

I let out a sigh, reaching over to grab my phone, assuming it was just going to be another message from Song. I was instead met with a message from Jungkook. 

'Midnight date? We can walk the L.A. streets at night and eat junk food.' 

I couldn't help but crack a small smile while reading his message before typing back a simple 'Of Course'

"Who's got you smiling like that? Does someone have a boyfriend?" Jin blurted, snapping my attention away from my phone as I shook my head vigorously. "No way, I seriously don't have time for a boyfriend; it was Soo-young. She wants to hang out again." 

"I think you're lying to me. But what do I know?" 

He was definitely starting to catch on, which meant that we had to be even more careful. More fans meant more crazed fans who would sell their souls to know everything about us, which meant our privacy was now more valuable than ever. 

"You know you can tell me anything, right? If you did have a little boyfriend, I wouldn't be mad; I'd rather you just admit it." 

I couldn't tell if Jin was being serious or if he was just talking to get information out of me. It seemed better to just stay quiet since the first time I was dating another member of the band, it was a huge deal, and not a good one. 

I bit the inside of my cheek before silencing my phone and shaking my head. "Nope, no boyfriend. Just a few friends who want to go clubbing. But I told her I can't; conflicting schedules." 

And conflicting schedules were indeed a problem; a 12-hour flight later, when we had finally landed in L.A., that meant it was time to get dressed and ready for our whole day of interviews.