A/N:
This is my first BTS fanfic... Please continue to read it and help me get better! I'm sorry for any mistakes and I hope you enjoy! xx
Characters involved with the reader in the story are INSPIRED from BTS members and a few from Blackpink and Seventeen.
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"GET UP, PABO! We're gonna be late for school!" My brother yelled and banged on my door. I groaned in response and checked my window. The sun was barely up and the birds were only lightly chirping.
"It's too early, Namjoon!!" I yelled and pulled my covers up. I squinted my eyes shut in hopes that I could fall back to sleep. The school break passed like a blur, all I did during the break was help my mother and my brother in our restaurant. Hanging out with my friends during the break wasn't even an option.
"It's the first day of school, you know I hate being late." I heard him sigh and knock once again. "Coming!" I rolled my eyes and sluggishly walked into the bathroom to take a quick shower.
How is my brother such a morning person? I heard him cheerfully sing Korean pop songs, slightly out of tune yet still quite adorable. I chuckle and shake my head. "YAH! Shut up!" I yelled and I heard him laugh.
I carefully look through my closet, looking for my school uniform. Today is my first day of junior high school and to be honest, I am not completely excited as my brother. He was always eager to go to school being the student role model that he is. Namjoon has been the Student Council President for three consecutive years and always had good grades, despite his busy schedule he never forgets to be a good son to our mother. He works as a server at eomma's restaurant during his free time. And though I don't always say this to him, he is a great big brother to me too.
On the other hand, I'm only an average student and probably not the best daughter or sister. Basically, almost the opposite of my perfect brother. But I know that eomma loves us both equally, that's why I try so hard to be as good as my brother just so I can make my mother proud too.
I sighed at the pile of clothes on my bed "Guess I'll just fix all that later," I shrugged and walked out of my room, wearing only my pink bath robe. My damp hair was leaving droplets of water on the wooden floor, and the wet soles of my feet left a trail of foot prints.
The smell of fried rice filled the house, eomma must've been making breakfast for us. "Eomma, did you iron my uniform? I can't find it my closet." I call out and yawned when I entered the kitchen.
"Ahh, good morning Y/N!" Jin oppa smiled at me as he continued to stir the wok. His eyes quickly averted back to the stove after his gaze landed on my towel wrapped body. I froze and widened my eyes in embarrassment as I fumbled and tugged at the hems of my bathrobe.
Kim Seokjin has been my biggest crush for as long as I can remember. He is also my brother's bestfriend, but that was never the cause of any awkwardness. It was my secret and unrequited feelings for him that made me feel quite awkward whenever I'm around him.
"O-oppa... what are you doing here so early?" I felt my cheeks burn as I tried to cover myself and awkwardly hide behind the refrigerator, nearly slipping because of the puddle of water that that dripped from my damp hair. My brother chuckled as he took a bite from an apple.
"Just trying to help with the cooking," Jin replied, not taking his eyes off his dish. He usually comes over for breakfast in our house, and he also likes to help eomma in the kitchen when she's busy. I just didn't expect that he'd be here this early.
"Get your uniform from the laundry room and get dressed. My friends are coming over for breakfast." Namjoon said and snickered at my embarrassed face. I can't believe he didn't tell me that Jin oppa was coming over earlier! I glared at him and mouthed "I'm going to kill you," and he burst out laughing.
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