Bangtan High // BTS Fan Fiction

Favours

Maisie: Holy crap! He's frickin' gorgeous as heck. How the bloody hell did you manage to find him? Wait, screw that, how did you manage to GET him?!
You: What? Are you saying he's too good for me?
Maisie: I'm not saying that... I implied it.

You roll your eyes.

Maisie: No but seriously, what the actual heck?
You: Yea, he asked me out about a month ago.
Maisie: But I thought you only moved there a week ago.

Dammit.

You: Yea, I........ met him in the cafe, you know, the one we used to go to? I met him there and, uh, it went from there.
Maisie: Aw, that's cute. So I'm guessing your mum knows, since she applied for the school he conveniently goes to as well?
You: Uhm, no, my mum doesn't know, it was actually just a coincidence. My mum knows nothing-
Mum: I don't know what?

Speaking of coincidences... this seems like a cliche, high school love story... oh wait, it is.

Maisie: Y/N HAS A BOYFRIEND~

She said it in a sing song, tell tale way like the little rat she is. Kidding, you love her.

Mum: YOU HAVE A WHAT NOW?

Your mum doesn't get mad when you get a boyfriend, but she gets really nosy and gossip-y. She will tell everyone that she sees. Which is a bad thing, since Taehyung is in her class and she'll start making little gestures between you and him like a love heart with you two in it and asking about "dates".

Mum: WHO IS IT? Is it that Namjoon? You two seem to be getting on well. I like that boy, very hard working. I approve.

You tried thinking of a way to not let her know it's Taehyung, until Maisie and her big mouth strikes back.

Maisie: Nooooo~ Teehyung or something like that.
Mum: Taehyung? Kim Taehyung? The boy that fought 6 boys at the same time and still somehow won, Kim Taehyung? Hard working boy that sits at the back and doesn't say anything, Kim Taehyung? The one that held your hand a few days ago, walking out of my class, Kim Taehyung?
You: Wait, what was that last one?
Mum: I KNEW IT! I THOUGHT something was going on but I only thought it was so you won't get lost. That explains why he takes you home all the time.
Maisie: Wohohohoah~ [chuckles deeply / speaks in a weird, low voice] he sounds cooooool~
You: Mum, what are you doing awake?

You were trying to change the subject.

Mum: I heard you and Maisie shouting.
Maisie: Woah, hold on, you remember me? I feel loved.
Mum: Honey, please go to sleep. Maisie, you too.
You: But it's Saturday tomorrow?
Mum: Yea, but you still need to come with me and help me organise the school dance.
You: What????
Mum: I'm in charge of social events. I'm also your mother, which means I control you until you're 18.
Maisie: Ohohohoho~ she got you goooood~
Mum: I'm an adult, so I control you too Maisie.
You: Ohohohoho~ she got you goooood~
Maisie: Ugh, fine. At least I don't have to go to school tomorrow and get to sleep.
You: Remember that sleepover we had? I thought you were dead 'cause you weren't waking up.
Maisie: Oh yea~ [chuckles] good times.
Mum: Sleep!

You hang up and dive into your covers.

Mum: Goodnight sweetie, sleep tight.

-The next day-