100 Days With BTS

~Chapter 1~

(Y/N)'s P.O.V.:

"You can't stop me loving myself!" BTS' "Idol" was blasting through your headphones, which was connected to your new MP3 set.

You were nodding your head according to the beat of the song when your best friend, (F/B/N) barged in to your room without even knocking, which, you were used to. You've been in worse situations than this. "Hey (Y/N)~ Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday to (Y/N), happy birthday to you..." he sang off key.

"Aww... Gomabseubnida oppa, that means a lot to me. Saranghaeyo (the friendship kind) (F/B/N)." He took a bow and waved an invisible hat in the air. "You're welcome. So, as your birthday present, I'm going to grant you one wish, anything at all." The corners of your mouth turned upwards as a brilliant, and when you say brilliant, you mean brilliant, wish came to your mind. "Are you sure you can grant me anything oppa?" you asked, doing a cut aegyo.

"Yup," he said, popping the "P". "You're a god, (F/B/N), I swear. Mmm... In that case, I want to meet BTS." He lifted his left brow. "BTS, you say? Hmm... I think that I could make that happen..." And with that, he left with a sly smirk on his face.

You sat on your bed, mouth hanging open.

***

"(Y/N)~" a voice like silk cooed into your ear, causing you to sit up straight. Somehow, you managed to fall asleep listening to the angelic voices of BTS. "Damn you, babo." "Well, someone's cranky. Here, butthead," (F/B/N) said, throwing you a thick envelope. You tore it open, and a plane ticket and a random piece of paper fell out.

You stared at the plane ticket first:

Flight to Seoul, South Korea at 3.00 P.M.

Then you looked at the piece of paper with eyes that were about to pop out. The note itself was short and sweet, let alone the cute drawings of BT21 characters:

Dearest (Y/N),

      Annyeong! Yuri informed us that we're going to meet you at Seoul and we are looking forward to it. See you soon, (Y/N) Hwaiting!

Yours truly,

Bangtan Sonyeondan

You stared at (F/B/N), unable to believe your eyes. Then you broke into the fangirl chaos that you are. "KYAAAAAAA!!!!!! I'm going to go to a BTS concert in Seoul!" "What concert? You're going to live with them!"

You suddenly jerked out of your fangirling state and your eyes widened to the size of saucers. "WHAT?! You've got to be kidding, oppa!" you said, unable to control the excitement in your voice. "Thank you so much! Best birthday present ever!"

"Anytime, kiddo..."

***

You got out of the plane, your scarf dancing in the cooling summer breeze. (F/B/N) told you to meet the so-called Yuri once you got off the plane in the airport. Suddenly, you heard someone calling your name from afar. You scanned the crowd and caught sight of a late teen waving her hands like a maniac.

"(Y/N)! (Y/N)! It's me, Yuri! Over here!" Your rushed to her side immediately. Well, mainly because people were starting to stare and you're more of an introvert than an extrovert. Your luggage rattled beside you as you took quick strides to her. "Hi, I'm Kim Yuri, (F/B/N) oppa's cousin and BTS' manager's daughter. Nice to meet you, (Y/N). Come on," she said, not giving you a chance to speak.

She led you to her car, which was very expensive looking. "So, you're going to live with the members of BTS, huh? Lucky girl. Ooh, ooh, ooh! Maybe you'll even get a chance to win one of their hearts!" She winked mischievously.

"Heh, me? You must be kidding, Yuri. I'm such an ugly person, how would BTS ever notice me out of all the pearls in the sea?" "What? (Y/N), you're beautiful enough to make every male KPOP idol fall in love with you." You raised an eyebrow at her. "Sure. I've got 12 zits and oily hair, very charming, huh?"

"Nah, I'm sure they won't even notice. Besides, if they do, you could always steal their makeup eonnies and ask them to give you a makeover." You looked at her so a suspicious gaze. "Well, that's what I do." She shrugged as she led me to her car and drove me to BTS' home. "Now, you've got to keep a low profile. You can't go around their house and take selfies to put on your Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, WhatsApp, WeChat and ARMYs Amino accounts. And you definitely cannot give their address to anyone. I repeat. You. Cannot. Give. Their. Address. To. ANYONE. Am I understood?"

You nodded timidly at Yuri. Aigoo, she was super intimidating. Fortunately, you both were able to talk about non depressing things, talk about BTS and sing along to every one of their songs that came on the radio after that scary conversation about keeping BTS' privacy and stuff. Soon, you both arrived at a beautiful white bungalow. There was a garden with a bunch of flowers of all kinds in it and a swimming pool on the outside of the bungalow. And don't even get you started on the inside. (I'll let your imagination flow now.)

Yuri checked her watch and her expression changed. "Damnit! I've got to go, see you soon, (Y/N). And remember not to do anything funny. Bye!" She drove off, leaving you standing open-mouthed. After much hesitation, you nervously pressed the doorbell and the gate opened almost immediately, which surprised you thoroughly. You walked inside, your luggage bag rattling beside you noisily. Jungkook greeted you warmly and walked you inside.

V, Jimin, Jin, J-Hope, Suga and RM were sitting on the couch, playing Nintendos. "C'mon V, back me up!" yelled Jin. Jungkook cleared his throat, "Um... yaedeul a, geunyeoneun yeogieissda (guys, she's here)." 

"Annyeong, (Y/N)," they chimed togheter. "Annyeong, J-Hope, Jimin, Jin, Rapmon, Suga and V," you said, somehow managing to say their names in an alphabetical order. Right then, you knew that life was never going to be the same ever again.

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