The New Stylist A BTS fanfiction

Commotion at the Airport

Around 5 we had boarded the plane and I sat next to Vina again. this time I got the window seat so I leaned against it. Headphones in and the world out and the plane set off in no time. The boys were seated not too far from us but as usual they were pretty loud, so I enjoyed the peace when my music started. I soon drifted off into a sound sleep and in no time had we arrived back in Korea.

I felt myself being shaken awake, I opened my eyes, but my vision was blurry. It was Vina and she was obviously trying to say something but my earphones were plugged in. I took them off and rubbed my eyes "hey sleepyhead we're back home" Vina smiled and reached up to get the bags. "I stood up and stretched, it felt good to be back.

As we headed into the airport as usual greeted by the "loyal" fans of BTS. Before we got off the plane, I made sure to take my sunglasses and scarf out of my bags. I gripped the edge of my scarf tightly and covered up my mouth, screams went around as one by one the boys entered the crowd to pass through. They were being guided by the manager. I hated being this close to these monsters. I felt ready to throw up right there. I was behind Taehyung, who kept a straight face as he walked past the annoying fans, sometimes he'd wave but he didn't seem very impressed. "TAEHYUNG-AHH LOOK AT ME PLEASE!!" a sudden scream went up and he was taken in by surprise. He was even more shocked when a fan was able to reach out her arm and grab onto Taehyung's shirt. I saw immediately and threw off my scarf since it was in the way, ran to help him and get that crazy fan off. "Hey what are you doing!! Please stop!" I say holding onto her hand but boy did she have a grip, stronger than any i've encountered, expected of a monster. "Hey..your that girl aren't you..that annoying stylist whose trying to take our boys away!, Taehyung stared at me "annoying...stylist??" He tried hard to loosen the fans grip. After my identity being exposed I felt a lack of air and I thought I would die right there, right now. I took a huge breath and kept tugging at the fan, but others pulled at my arms and even dug their fingernails onto my skin drawing blood. Even the body guards were having trouble and we had lost the rest of the staff in this situation. The fans began to push very hard and even started pushing the guards. My eyes widened as they got closer, I had to get rid of this fan and help Taehyung, but it seemed impossible. Suddenly with screams and one last push, the fans had broken through the barrier and practically trampled over the guards. I watched in horror as they raced to us, like mindless zombies only looking for a feast, with nothing to stop them, they had gotten a hold of Taehyung and pushed me down onto the cold floor, they didn't care I was there, they had gotten hold of their prey and were ready to devour him. "Taehyung!!" I screamed reaching out an empty arm, in admist the commotion my sleeves had fallen down, revealing my scarred arms. Taehyung's eyes were wide in fear, I didn't know if he was plain scared or by my arms, he desperately tried to grab onto my arm, but it was grabbed by another screaming fan. They started moving him away, I tried to get up but my bruises had become active and were as painful as that night. I flinched in pain but tried keeping my eyes on Taehyung as he was slowly devoured into the crowd...

My arm was still up there, but I looked down trying to hide my pain filled face. Suddenly a shock went through my arm as someone grabbed my wrist tightly, just where a very deep cut was. "Oh no you don't" when I looked up, tears began forming in my eyes as I faced my nightmare once again.