Take it SERIOUSLY! (Sequel) || BTS x READER [COMPLETE]

18. Worse.

Its been a week and all we've been doing was practicing the choreographies. We practiced one song in one day and it didn't take long for them to master it.

"So what do you guys want to do today?" I poured the milk into my cereal and started eating while I looked at them who looked extremely washed out.

"Its Got7's concert today... Manager Hyung told us we could go, remember?" Taehyung looked extremely tired. All of them actually. I don't know why I wasn't.

"You guys look extremely tired. Are you okay?" Concern filled me as their eyes started to get heavy while they tried fighting it. "Why are you all so tired?"

"We didn't sleep... Manager-nim asked us to do something and it took up most of our time to sleep. You slept well..." I sighed looked at all of them.

"You guys have to get some sleep..." I stood up and made all of them stand up to go upstairs into their rooms. Luckily, they followed. I sighed again and went down stairs. "Finally a time to clean!"

I took the bowls they used to eat cereal from the table and put them in the sink, washing all of them before opening the kitchen closet to grab a broom.

I swept the whole kitchen before moving to the living room, then the hallway upstairs and then the stairs. I threw all the dust out in the bin and put the broom and dustpan back before grabbing the mop, doing the same thing over again except that the floor was a little wet now.

When I've finished I sat down in the living room arranging the books, magazines and small boxes on the coffee table. I grabbed my phone from my back pocket checking for any messages.

It was still the morning and I had nothing to do. I decided, arranging my part of the closet?
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"You made it!" Bambam said as he saw us come through the door of their dressing room. They all greated each other with hugs and pats on the back while I stood there waiting to introduce myself.

"Oh? Hyung, who is she?" Yugyeom looked at me and kinda stared. I smiled at him and bowed "Annyeonghaseyo, (y/n) imnida..." they all bowed back or shook my hand while I stood there quiet.

We were all talking in the room since the concert didn't start till a little later. I started talking with Jinyoung Oppa since I really wanted to meet him, but manager-nim interupted.

"(Y/n)! I need to talk to you." I excused myself and went out.

"The money was sent to your bank account." I only thanked him and started to go back but he stopped me right before I could open the door.

"I also got you a plane ticket." My eyebrows knitted together and curiously looked at him. "Your mom, she's in the hospital. The doctor called your phone but it was with me."
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