Neighbors with Benefits // BTS

BTS

I made sure the house was cleaned and everything was neat and tightly before Jin came over. My hands trembled like jazz hands. I'm so afraid! Yet, so excited. He just might help me. Even though, the last time he came over wasn't so pleasant. Today was a new day. I must fight my fears!

I heard the door bell rang and my whole body froze. I slapped my cheeks and forced my legs to move to the door. Step by step, I was able to reach the doorknob. I slowly turned the door, while slowly opening the door. My eyes glanced at the feet that first appeared following by legs and torsos? I realized there were seven guys near my doorway. The hiccups came back.

"Hello! We are. . . BTS!" They all greeted me at the same time.

"H-h-h. . .hello-" My sight became blurry and I collapsed.

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I woke up on the couch to see Jin right next to me. I hiccuped from his presence and scooted my body away from him. Only a couple of feet. I looked up to see the rest of his friends eating the cookies Jin had made.

"Sorry! I. . . They wanted to come along to meet you." Jin said. Jin turned his back and told them I was awake. They all looked at me and made their way to the living room where Jin and I were at. Sweaty and nervous I hid behind the couch pillow. I heard some laughter and some chattering and chewing.

I jumped when I felt someone tapped my shoulder to see a man with brown colored hair smiling at me and made his way to the couch. Now I was facing the six of them with Jin right next to me. What a great time for anxiety to come talk to me.

"Guys, let's introduce ourselves, one by one." The grape hair colored man suggested.

"Yea, good idea." The black haired man agreed.

"I'll go first!" The pink haired man said, raising his hand. His eyes met mine and I wanted to hide behind Jin. Jin tapped my shoulder and pointed at a bucket near me.

"In case you throw up. . ." He said, smiling. I stared at the brown bucket and faced my attention to the pink hair.

"I'm Jimin. Nice to meet you."

"H-hello. . ." I couldn't even look at his eyes. So far I didn't even puke.

I take that back.

I quickly grabbed the bucket and vomited. They all began to laugh so hard right after. I felt Jin rubbing his hand on my back which caused me to vomit even more.

"Even your name makes her sick."

"Shut up, Taehyung!" He glared at him, also adding a punch to his arm, but he kept on laughing.

I stopped the puking and cleaned my mouth first before I lifted my head up. I hoped I didn't offend Jimin.

"I'm Taehyung." Taehyung said to me with his interesting smile which I have never seen such a smile in my life. It was so rectangular that my hiccups began to make compliments about it.

"I'm your hope! I'm your angel! Hobi!!" He ran up to hug me. I froze and felt my eyes rolling back into my brain. I woke up later to find them with a sad look on their faces.

"Hoseok! You even made her faint!" Jimin yelled at him.

"Ah, I didn't mean to! I was so excited to meet her again!"

"It's fine. . ." As if I hadn't fainted enough.

"My name is Rap Monster, but you can call me Namjoon." The grape haired guy said. I nodded from his greeting and looked at the last of them.

"I'm Suga. . . or Yoongi. I don't care which." He slowly spoke which sounded like he was mumbling. I slowly nodded and faced my attention toward my legs.

"Hey, where's Jungkook?" Namjoon asked the group.

"Hey, he's over there." Hoseok pointed at him. Our directions turned to him while we watched him eat the rest of the cookies. Jin didn't look too happy after that.

"Those were for Felicia!"

"You guys ate some as well!" He countered, walking over to the living room, holding the last chocolate chip cookie. I quickly glanced back at my legs to avoid meeting his eyes. I saw the cookie being placed on my lap and his legs moving to where Taehyung was.

"I'm Jungkook." He then said to me. I carefully picked up the cookie and took a nibble. It was kinda hard, but the flavors were there. I nodded again and hiccuped.

"So, now that you met everyone. . ." Jin trailed, not knowing what to say next. "We'll help you with your fears!" Impossible. This wouldn't work. There was too much of them at the same time! I quickly shook my head, staring at the cookie in my hand.

"She's kinda right," Yoongi agreed with my silent talk, which caught me by surprised, "how can she face her fears when there's so many of us?"

"Well, I can come back later." Jungkook got up from the couch and quickly headed straight for the door. Jin got up from his position and grabbed his arm. "Wait! Let me explain why she asked us here."

I personally asked Jin since I had his phone number, not them. I some stares coming at me and I just rather stare at my cookie.

Jin explained everything from what I said to him on the phone earlier today.

"I didn't even know you've opened a restaurant at your home." Jimin smiled.

"What kind of food do you make?" Taehyung asked.

"French and . . . Chinese. . . food. . ." I spoke.

"OOH!" They all said at the same time.

"That sounds good! I'm so hungry now!"Jin said.

"What's your restaurant called?" Jungkook asked me.

". . .Fee's. . ."

For some reason, everyone turned their heads to Taehyung.

"I got an idea. We can pretend to be the customers for your restaurant and when you're used to us, you can have both genders!" Jin said. That sounded pretty much a smart idea. I don't know if I couldn't handle seven guys at once.

"Jin can help you cook in the kitchen so you can get used to him." Jimin also added.

"I can help." Namjoon offered.

"NO!" Everyone rejected his offer.

Was he bad at cooking or something?

I kept silent while they came up with ideas for me. I was so grateful for Jin and his friends. I was so happy that I didn't throw away that phone number he gave me. Without my permission, they all agreed that one of them would come over every Saturday and Sunday to help me get used to men around me. I swallowed in my vomit and slowly said, "okay."