wrong number : min yoongi ff

paperazzi

*3 weeks later*

I'm gonna do it. I'm finally going to go to a bts concert. After thinking about it for 2 hours I decided I'm going to go to one before I die.

I quickly texted my new best friend 'swagmaster'.we decided not to tell each other our real names which I'm fine with.

Meme dealer: guess whaaattt!!!!

Swagmaster:you got shot by a baby turtle and ran over by a donkey?

Meme dealer: no u buttheads! Im finally going to see bts live at a concert that's happening in 3 days!!!!

Swagmaster:wait what?!

Meme dealer:I know right , I can't believe it myself!!

Swagmaster:I gotta go, see ya

Meme dealer:ok , byeeee!!

I started packing for my flight to Seoul, south Korea.after an hour of packing and freaking out I realized I have to be at the airport soon or ill miss my flight!

I quickly dressed into this and left my house to call a cab

Lmao that was my secret way of telling everyone I was part of ARMY , bts's fandom.when I got into the airport millions of paparazzi was there and circled me like I was their prey. They asked so many questions it all became a blur and I could barely focus on one thing. Oh no!no no no no not here , please anywhere but here! I started having a panic attack . I couldn't breathe and I ran past everyone and dashed on the my private jet. I sat there for a bit and then started crying. One of my flight maids, the one im closest to, that acts like my mom, came up to me.

Maid:oh no what's wrong honey?!

Me: I-its n-n-nothing

I said while trying to stop crying

Maid: come here my sweet little one

She opend her arms and I quickly ran into them . I felt so warm and safe in her arms , I don't ever want to let go. She smelt of lavender and I smelt of vanilla . we created a perfect scent. After hugging me for a while I stopped crying and backed away a little.

Me:thank you so much. I really needed that.

Maid:no problem my dear. I 15 year old should never have to deal with such stress.

When I was 14 was when I started my music career. Not even a month after I started I became famous and loved everywhere. About a week after I turned 15 my entire family tried to drive out to see one of my concerts, they never made it. I was told after the concert they got smashed by a semi and everyone was killed.

I went into depression and sold millions of albums explaining what I felt. My maid Julia was the only one that has ever been like family to me ever since. Well except for BTS.

I sat down in my chair while Julia went to get my favorite ice cream, mint chocolate chip.

I quickly posted it on Twitter to update my fans
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Just enjoying my ice cream, I hope you all are having an amazing day!!!🍦😃😚😝

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After I posted that I finished the bowl then layed down and fell asleep listening to bts.

*yoongi pov*

I got a Twitter update and it said that Y/f/n (you're fake name because no one except Julia know you're real name) posted something!

Wait what?!I quickly smacked myself for acting like a fanboy. I looked at what she posted . omg she likes my favorite ice cream too. I started looking at the news and I showed a picture of her at the airport. The caption said 'where is the world famous y/f/n going to go ?'. I immediately thought of her coming here but I just shook my head. Not long after rm burst in and said to get ready to practice some choreography for the concert coming up in 3 days. I realized my meme dealer is coming to the concert and I smiled without knowing.

           

(A/n:hello I just wanted to say thank you for reading my first ff ever and if you have any comments , questions, constuctive criticism feel free to tell them to me. I love you all !!!!!!💜💖💗💜💖💗