adopted || bts ✓

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The flight was so relaxing, and we were in first class, and me and Jungkook were the only ones drinking orange juice, while the others had wine. Jin also didn't have any, he wanted to be a role model.

I uncomfortably went to the bathroom.

How am I going to survive without a female?

Do they have maids?

Do they have a housekeeper?

Can they get me a sister?

Jin's close enough I guess, but he's technically my dad.

That's weird. He's not even 25 yet.

But then again, everyone in BTS is my parent.

But Jungkook's only- never mind.

Once we got off the plane, and we were looking around at the airport, I asked if I could use the loo.

They said yes, and I ran off, I was really desperate.

After I got out, I went straight to a fountain in the middle of the lobby area, but they weren't there.

That's where I left them.

My heart started to beat faster.

This always happened, when I thought I was in danger.

It was slamming against my ribcage, and I could feel it inflating and deflating.

I yelled their names, despite the stares from the crowds of people.

I needed to find one of my seven parents.

I don't even have their number-

Wait. If they're looking for me, they're sure to go to the bathrooms.

I just have to go there.

I started to run, recognising the emergency.

They-

Aren't there.

Alright, I'm lost in a foreign country.