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-Chapter 2 :














"Hyung we've been looking for that fan for the last hour, can we please go?" Taehyung pleaded, internally crying at the fact that the other members hadn't got food, leaving poor Tae starving. Jin, however just shook his head and kept walking next to the rest of the members.






"I have never seen such a devoted fan who didn't try to kidnap or rape us on spot, so no we're looking." He said with a determined look. The other members nodded their agreement, leaving Taehyung to be the odd ball out.






"Ahhhh Manager Nim is going to fucking roast our asses when we get back." Taehyung whined, trying to get the attention of his fellow friends. "Psh, what ass." Jungkook shot back, smirking in the direction of his hyung. Taehyung gasped in shock as he caught up to the maknae, flicking his forehead.






"Jungkook-" Taehyung chided, only to be interrupted by an ecstatic J-Hope. "There she is!" He exclaimed as the group swung their heads simultaneously, looking like a bunch of hungry flamingoes. Taehyung slapped himself for acting interested in such a thing, however kept his eyes on the girl.







She was located inside a storage closet, the window giving insight to the figure as she packed boxes into a shelf. People weren't swarming the halls anymore, giving the boys an advantage. "Let's go." Jimin said, pulling Jungkook with him as the boys slowly creaked into the storage room, acting like the ninjas from Not Today.








"Hey." Rap Mon quickly called, getting the girl to turn around in shock. Taehyung normally would've called her cute, but his hunger distracted his mind, making the brown boxes look like boxes of food. "Um, hello?" The girl said, staring at the members with a funny face. "What exactly is BTS doing here?" She asked, chuckling awkwardly as the boys inspected her up and down.










"You're not going to kidnap us?" Suga asked, leaning on J-Hope for support. Taehyung chuckled at his hyung who got tired from just breathing time to time. The girl gave them a weird look and shook her head while chuckling. "I'm not that kind of fan. I respect you guys, but hell you don't want to see my fangirl." She said, packing boxes while sparing a few stares at the members. She did look excited alright.








"So what is a spectator like you doing here?"  Jimin questioned, giving the girl a funny look. Taehyung stared for an answer as well. Either this fan was stealing something, or got lost, which didn't seem the case. "I work here, I'm Got7's makeup artist." The girl nonchalantly answered. The jaws of the members dropped to the floor as they realized why she was acting so natural, she always was with idols.








"But you guys aren't supposed to be here judging from your clothing, are you?" She then retorted, smiling a little at the boys as she held her back pack. "I actually have to leave now, the member's and I are going out for dinner right now so I can escort you out if you want." The girl then proceeded to say, leaving no room for BTS to argue. They all nodded as the girl smiled and walked out the door, the boys following behind her.







"Well good bye."  The girl replied and the boys looked in shock, they reached the exit already. Taehyung felt a little interested by the girl, however his desire for food clouded his mind as he looked around for any food stalls. "Your name?" Jin asked, attempting to be smooth.









"Song Min So." The girl quickly said, and with a dashing smile she sprinted off, leaving the boys dumbfounded. "I wish our makeup artist was that cool." Jungkook sighed and Taehyung couldn't help but nod. "Let's get some food now." Rap Mon smiled and Taehyung felt as if he could fly to the nearest restaurant.










However, just as the boy pointed to a place, his phone rang. Rap Mon raised to his face and immediately cringed. He muttered sorry and put the phone down, facing the others. "Never mind. Manager Nim wants us home and from how it sounded, we won't be getting dinner for a few days."









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Min So raced to the meeting point the group had decided on. By the time the girl had reached, she was panting, hands pushing against her knees. "I really need to work out more, oh my god." She breathed, fixing herself and then walking into the restaurant with a nonchalant face, eyes searching for her friends. 







"Yah, Min So Noona!" BamBam called, his hand waving from the VIP lounge. Min So wearily grinned and rushed over the happy members who seemed to beckon her over. As she seated herself, the rest of the crew began making small talk and thanking her for working so hard.






Min So sighed as she felt warm all over, the members made her forget all the stupid words that the staff slapped her with. The members in all honesty were the only reason she was able to keep going. As she ate and laughed with the group that night, she felt happy, an emotion she had not felt for so long.






"Yah, are you sure I shouldn't drop you home?" Mark commented, worriedly eyeing the girl. "It's late and you sure are clumsy." He added,poking fun at Min So. The girl only slapped him lightly and chuckled, shaking her head. "I will be fine, you should take BamBam home." She then remarked, wiggling her eyebrows at the drunk male who was currently making out with a salt container. Mark awkwardly chuckled at the boy's state and nodded once before muttering a 'bye' and turning back to go fetch the male.






Min So inertly smiled and walked out the place, smiling at the cold breeze and shining stars that dotted the inky blue ceiling that hung so high. As the girl started up at the picture above, she wandered through the city, cursing at BamBam for getting drunk. Just as she looked down, her eyes widened as she noticed that she had landed herself into a alley. 






"Shit, what next a pedophile?" She muttered in annoyance, scratching the back of her head at her clumsiness. Just as the girl was about to walk out the way she came in however, she was met with the silhouettes of three men, smiling at her in a way she hoped to never be smiled at.










"Well, fuck."






-lunar1029   

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