"No guys, really don't worry about it. I'll be fine on the couch. You're doing so much for me already, just letting me stay here," I said, trying to get the boys to quit arguing.
Bang PD let us all go early so that I could come settle into BTS' dorm, which was to be my living quarters for the next month, and the boys had not stopped arguing about sleeping arrangements since the moment we'd arrived. The boys finally came to an agreement and went about doing their own thing, Seokjin going to the bathroom to freshen up before getting ready for dinner. I waited for all of them to walk away before plopping onto the couch and pulling my backpack closer to me. While my laptop booted up, I let myself slump back and pulled out my phone, opening up a text to Bang PD.
Blueprint of dorms? -M
Sent to email. List of residents will arrive at door soon.
Tapping rapidly at the keyboard - and secretly relishing in the sound of the keys clicking - I pulled up my email and found what I was looking for right up top. After downloading the file and making sure there was a copy saved to my phone and USB drive, I shut down the laptop and headed to the kitchen.
"Jin o-oppa? Is it okay if I just walk around the building?" I asked.
He thought for a bit, smiling all the while, and nodded, "Just make sure to stay inside," he said.
I nodded, thanking him quietly and turned around. Just before I stepped out though, he called me back.
"Yes?" I asked, sticking my head around the corner to look into the kitchen.
"You don't have to ask permission Minah, consider this your home and live freely," he told me.
"I... okay. Thank you oppa," I replied, with a small smile.
And with that, I was on my way.
*Time skip because we've done this before*
By the time I got back, the boys were all seated around the dining table, waiting patiently with the food sitting in front of them. I quickly ran over and pulled out the free seat, "Oh gosh, were you guys waiting for me? I'm so sorry!" I apologized instantly.
"No problem, we only just finished setting the table," Seokjin said.
I nodded, jumping slightly when Jimin, Taehyung, and Jungkook cheered, "FOOD!" In unison across from me.
Furrowing my brows, I peeked under the table slightly and saw they'd pushed the two chairs together and Taehyung was sitting on half of both of them. Aw you guys are sweet. Dinner went a lot more quiet than I'd expected; the boys must've been really hungry. At some points I was worried they wouldn't stop to breathe - they were so busy inhaling their food. (A/N: all i could think of was Kirby :p) When we were finished, I helped clean everything up and shooed them away while I washed the dishes, hoping they'd sleep early so I could get started on some security precautions. Jimin was the last to leave, asking me if I'd really be alright by myself before heading into his shared bedroom. He'd looked a little sad when I responded, having given him a small smile and a simple "I'm used to being by myself" in place of an explanation. I shrugged it off, not thinking much of it and dried my hands off before settling in the living room. After looking around to make sure I didn't have any company, I opened my suitcase, smiling happily at the sight of my knives' case dead center. At least Ryuu sent me something to help me do my job. I picked out one of the smaller daggers and the thigh strap that went with it along with a t-shirt dress and lounge shorts for pajamas before zipping and locking up the suitcase and then heading to the bathroom. When I came out after changing, I saw Yoongi walking by with a glass of water and blinked up at him in surprise.
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BTS' Bodyguard
Hayran KurguMinah, 20 years old. If you were to describe me in one word? Well... Unaffected. With a career far from normal, it's the only way to live. Everything changes, of course, when my friend - and boss - decides to stick me with a babysitting job for kick...