should i be here | bts.

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Following BTS out of the meeting room was. Awkward. I don't even know if I should be here. This question literally has gone through my head six times since we got into the elevator while the boys talked amongst themselves.

I was leaning against the cold steel wall in the elevator, looking down and biting my lip.

"Hey, what's up kid?" A smiling Hobi had said radiating off every good and happy feeling energy you could imagine. Looking up at him I smiled, and put my hands into my pocket. All eyes were on me. Once again.

"Oh, just a little shaken up. It's just a lot to take in that, I'm here. Now. With you." I made hand gestures that showed I was obviously nervous.

Everyone in the elevator giggled except Yoongi and I. Yoongi stood up straight from when he had his arms propping him up on the metal bar behind him. "Look y/n, you'll do great. Being here with us now? That will all change because now will turn into a long ass time." I smiled and laughed at the gummy smile that he gave after plus the looks the rest of the band gave him because he said 'ass', and I'm "too young" for those words.

We hit the first floor finally after what felt like forever; in which it could've been. To me. In the car, it was kinda less awkward. They tried to get to know me with basic questions like 'When is your birthday', or 'What school did you go to before you came here?'. Politely answered them while my phone was buzzing like crazy; most likely my friends back in America asking if I was okay.

"Are you going to get that?" Taehyung pointed at my vibrating pocket. I looked at him and nodded and answered my phone.

"Hey, f/n." They started talking faster than I could process.

"Can you talk slower please?" I ask already kind of flustered because I don't understand why they think I wouldn't be okay.

"Yes, I'm in a band. And no, I am not starting a new band nor am I the leader. I'm in the band-" Jimin grabbed my hand and shook his head 'no' as if it's classified information for me to be new in the band.

"Hey f/n, I have to go. I'll call you later. I know how late it is for you, plus I have jetlag. Talk to you soon." After hanging up I whipped my head towards Jimin and snapped into Korean from English.

"What was that for? Is it some 'classified' information that I'm in the band now?" I rolled my eyes and laughed. No one seemed to be laughing with me. They all kinda stared at me; bug-eyed, like I'm crazy or something.

Namjoon looked at me and started talking, "Well,
y/n. We have to keep you a secret until a week or two until our next comeback because obviously, you're going to be in the music. So, we need to keep your profile very low so A.R.M.Y. don't find out. Like a surprise. Okay?" Now I was the one looking at them bright-eyed and bushy-tailed.

"Have you met your A.R.M.Y.'s? They find out stuff so quickly. They're like detectives. They figured out you all had black hair in only ONE vLive, just because of Hobi's sideburns being black," I paused to think of an example for me. "And for me? They'll hate this surprise because I'm a girl near their Oppas. Plus I'm living with you." I looked at Jimin again.

"Jiminie-hyung-" I said that as I got cut off by everyone,

"Hyung?" everyone cut me off just to say that.

"Yes, hyung. I am not calling any of you Oppa unless it's to bother you. Anyway, Jiminie-hyung, haven't you read fanfictions? There are always these crazy freaking fans that threaten the girl of the boy group." Jimin nodded.

"Oh yeah. You are not wrong there. But that's fake-"

I had to cut him off. "No. No, no. I bet someone will do it to me at a fan meet or be passive aggressive just by skipping me." I leaned back in my seat and sighed.

"We're your brothers now, and you're our little sister now. Family. We will take care of each other no matter what." Jungkook had turned his head back look at me which was just my neck stretched out with my head leaned back on the seat, chest slowly going up and down. I sat my head up and smiled.

"Right. We're family now." I put myself back into the position I was in before and just lay there, staring at the car ceiling, falling asleep slowly, but surely; but apparently we lived close enough I couldn't sleep.

"We're home." It was Jin's voice as I could tell by his hand patting my thigh. While lifting my head, I was greeted with a very prince-like smile that I would never be able to imagine without seeing in real life. I nodded and grabbed my phone out of the cupholder that was next to me. I climbed over the seats and hopped out and gazed at the house in awe. "Wow." apparently came out of my mouth while I wasn't thinking.

"Let's go!" Jungkook yelled from behind me and grabbing my wrist running, resulting in me getting pulled forward. And I thought I was the youngest. Hm. We ran up the stairs to Jungkook's bedroom; our bedroom, to find my stuff in it; unpacked already and my clothes were nicely put into a dresser. My bed was nicely made with my white and turquoise striped comforter and my pillows from home; plus my stuffed corgi from home too.

"All I want to do is sleep." I flopped onto my bed as I felt a weight flop next to me and pull me into him and ruffle my hair. I pulled away from him with my thick static-induced hair and baby hairs fluffing out.

"Why'd you do that?" I smoothed my hair back as best as I could. "Well, I didn't know your hair was like this." Jungkook ruffled his own silky hair and rolled off the bed playfully.

"We'll give you this time right now to rest, we have practice tomorrow. And do all of the girly things girls do I guess." The well-known Bunny Kook had left me to do what I need to do to be prepared for the next 8 months of my life, working my butt off, to be accepted by this family that I was once a child of, but now a parent of I guess.