Lovely Nabi

It's me....

Nabi was sitting on the couch next to her company when she heard a ruckus at the front door. Next thing she knew she had six guys running into her house all of them stopping dead in their tracks when they saw here sitting there talking nicely with her company.

"Noona..." Jung kook just looked at her shocked. What was up with them today and why did it seemed like they all rushed over here.

"Did you answer her phone earlier?" Jimin was questioning her guest. Did she get a call while she was asleep? Maybe it wasn't anything important, or at least not as important as them talking.

"Boys where's the fire?" Her guest questioned them seemingly as shocked as she was.

"It was you I recognize your voice." Jimin surely was on something else today.

"Wait aren't you? No he's dead you can't be him." This time it was Namjoon questioning him. Did they know each other?

"You're very observant. How could I possibly be a dead man?" He seemed to enjoy his banter with the boys. Shortly after Hoseok was barging in, did they not close the gate? The instant he laid eyes on her guest he was across the room. Jumping over the coffee table he lunged at her guest grabbing him by the collar and punching him once in the face.

"Your bastard I thought you were dead! How could you just show up now after all these years. Do you know how much I cried for you?! I remembered pictures you showed me and when I saw her I thought it was just a coincidence but seeing you here I see it's not!" Hoseok was livid, did he know him? She didn't really know about his life here in Korea she only knew him from America and how he was there.

"For all intense and purposes I am dead. So is Nabi or well who Nabi used to be before she used that name." The boys all seemed to move back in shock all at once. This was a conversation she really hoped not to have to have with them.

"So it is her and you put her here why? Why did you put us through that?! I watched your parents bury you!!!!"

"I know it's hard but I had my reasoning Hoseok. I've missed you, you have no idea how badly I wanted to reach out to you but I couldn't. Your life is far too precious to me."

"My life? What about our friendship? You knew how close we were but you still did that? You had sent me pictures telling me you were so happy and that you had planned on coming back to Korea with her and then next thing I know you're dead. Died in a car crash along with your girlfriend!"

"There is no amount of sorry I could say to make you forgive me. It was the only thing I could do. Please believe me when I say that."

"Who are you anyway. I feel like I should know you but I can't quite place you." Namjoon spoke up despite the quarrel.

"I'm hurt that you don't recognize your childhood friend Joonie. It's me.... Zico."