To the Good Days

Chapter 9: My boys

The morning is here again and a throbbing sensation in my lower legs. I groan as I wake up and sit up.  After taking the blankets off, I begin to tediously peel off the bandages to air out the skin with the new ink and to apply more lotion to speed up the healing process. I hobble to the kitchen to get something to eat and then to the shower. I gently wash the skin on my ankles and pat them dry with a towel before heading back to the bedroom. I change into some cropped light wash jeans  and a threadbare t-shirt with a cardigan. I put on some cute loafers and finish getting ready. 

In the kitchen, a few boys hustle about, getting ready. They are going to the Comeback Stage for M Countdown. Part of the reason they have been practicing so aggressively the past few days. I chuckle at their frazzled state and go help out  by waking up the remaining boys.  

I knock on Yoongi's door and walk in to be greeted by a messy haired boy who can barely keep his eyes open. I tell him that he has to get ready and be in kitchen  in 20 minutes. He groans and flops back down to sleep. *YOONGI-AH! I'm not kidding. you have to get up* I half shout in my mom voice. He shoots up and gets out of bed, apparently that voice works wonders on these boys. I smile sweetly and make my way to the next room. Next up is Hobi. I knock and walk in. This time I'm greeted by a shirtlessness. this one should be easier, I hope. I shake him and tell him the same speech I said to Yoongi. Hobi complies and stretches before getting up. He screeches when he realizes he doesn't have a shirt on. I burst out laughing as he tries to cover himself with his hands. I stumble out of the room and on to the next. I wipe my eyes from the tears that resulted from laughing as I walk into my room.

"WAKE UP JOON!" I half yell in my  boyfriend's ear. He groans in retaliation, rolls over and grabs my arm to pull it under him. *Yah! Let go!* I whine as I try to pull myself away. I put my other hand on his shoulder and push against it, trying to get some leverage. I struggle for a few more minutes before I get an idea. Something that always works on him, I use it sparingly so it still has a strong effect on him.  *Namjoon -oppa~* I say sweetly. His eyes spring open. A  smile forms on his face and a blush creeps on his dimpled cheeks. *Oppa! its time to wake up.* I gently touch his cheek. He laughs slightly, *I'm awake babygirl. sorry to cause you any trouble.*  It worked like a charm. I kiss his forehead as he lets go off my arm. I walk back to the kitchen and sit amongst the chaos. 

The van comes to pick up the boys to go to M Countdown, early enough so they can rehearse and get hair and makeup done. *See you guys later. I'll be there to see the performance later.* I tell the group as they walk out. They all bid me farewell and Namjoon kisses me before he walks out the door.  I walk out to my car after a few minutes and head to work.  I get to the office and am greeted by some other co-workers. The heater is on the fritz so its already a little to warm so early in the morning. 

I twist my hair into a bun and continue working on the EXO-CBX video. Its like a sauna in here. I slip off my loafers under my desk and contemplate taking off my cardigan. I don't want to because then everyone would be able to see my tattoos, and I think its more professional to keep them covered. I'm not required to keep them hidden by my contract, its just a personal preference. Most of the people that work here don't really know about them.  But then again, its so hot. I shrug off the thick knit cardigan and place it on the back of my chair. I adjust my shirt slightly and get back to work. The t-shirt I'm swearing is scoop neck and low-ish enough back, so both my collarbone and back tattoo are showing, along with every other one I have. 

I slip my loafers back on and walk to the break room to get some water. I can feel some stares on my from others in the office. On my walk back, one of my good friends in the office stops me,

*Emily-ssi, I see you have the ink on display. the designs are beautiful, why don't you show them off more?* 

*Rin-ssi, its just too hot in the office to wear my sweater. and thank you. I love them, but you know how I feel in showing them off at work. * I imply. 

*why get them if you don't show them off?* He asks.

I laugh, *I  suppose you have a point.* I bid him farewell and get back to work. A few other co-workers stop by my desk to compliment on my tattoos. I just smile. Maybe I should show them off more often. I still need to add more to the collection. 

The video took up all my time at work, but it also went quickly. Soon enough it was time for me to leave. I slip my cardigan back on and go to the bathroom to check my appearance. I take my hair down from the bun and spritz on some perfume to freshen up before heading to the  car. I drive to the location and park in the worker's lot. I flash my many ID's to the security guard, and make my way down a few hallways before I come to a dressing room I was looking for. I sneak into the room and sit on one of the couches. The boys and staff mill around like I wasn't there. I pull out my phone and open Snapchat and send a picture of Namjoon to him. I watch him open it and look around the room. His eyes lock with mine and he smiles. 

*Hey baby! You're just in time. We go on in 15 minutes. how was work?* he says as he bends to kiss me. 

*work was good. hot as hell. The heater is broken, so I took off my sweater and everyone saw my tattoos. And perfect, I thought I was going to be late!* I respond. His eyes fill with sympathy when I told him about my tattoos. He knows about it all. Then all the boys gather around us. I wish them luck about their performances and that they are going to kill it like always. Then they are called by the assistant producer. I go stand in the crowd, and act like a normal fan. I end up getting recognized by a few people, mostly my Clique from YouTube. We take some pictures and talk for a little bit before the performance starts. 

Suddenly, the MC announces BTS, the entire audience erupts with screams, as they take the stage. The music comes in and the boys begin performing BS&T. The crowd begins one of the fan chants, 

*Kim Namjoon, Kim Seokjin, Min Yoongi, Jung Hoseok, Park Jimin, Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook, BTS!*

I obviously join in. The dance is perfect, all the practice has paid off.  The concentration has been set on their faces. They all act sultry during their solo parts of the song and dances. Girls are going crazy, I'll probably see pictures up on fan sites later. I smile and keep singing with the fans. The energy win the room is so strong and everyone is ecstatic.

 Seeing my boys so happy and living their dream makes my heart leap with excitement and a proud feeling floods. My boys...I'm so proud to have met you. I hope that everything goes right for you all and that you never change the way you are. 

There is chapter 9. Hopefully it turned out well. I did my best. I'm supposed to be studying for midterms but nope. This is less stressful. Thank you for reading. :3