YoonSeok
"Have you thought about what my manager said over the phone?" Yoongi asked on our way to Astro's dormitory.
"I don't know if the idol life is for me," I answered honestly. "Isn't it horrifying? To have the entire world know your every move just so you can sing and create music?"
"It's not that bad. Besides, we do get privacy for ourselves," he shrugged. "Besides, your account has been discovered. The one you create music and perform underground with a nickname and disguise."
"Oh God. How'd you find that?!" I asked, eyes as wide as saucers.
"I have my ways," he shrugged.
"Min Yoongi," I warned.
"Let's just say that Taehyung likes your music but doesn't know it's you," he said. "When Jimin and I saw, we recognized the setup you had on. Impressive work you've got done."
"Nobody can know. Especially Appa," I stated.
"Calm down, Yoonie. What's so bad about this? You're technically already an idol with how big of a hit your albums are. What'd be so different than going public without a disguise?" He asked.
"Simple. Underground, I can be a different person by a different name. Performing publicly like you is different. People know just about everything about you. We already have enough cameras down our spines just for being a CEO's children," I said.
"Just give it a shot. Throw on your disguise and perform one of your songs, but near the end, take off the disguise and reveal yourself. If you get signed to BigHit, you get offered a secure environment and your own privacy. Bang PD-nim won't force you to do something you're uncomfortable with," he suggested.
"Just- Let me think about it," I sighed and rubbed my temples.
He grabbed my hands into his and kissed both sides of my face. "This will be good for you. It'll help with your lack of confidence."
"Oh! I forgot to mention! I got invited to be a part of a beauty pageant next month," I said.
"Really?" He asked and smiled.
"Yeah. They said I have a really good chance to win first," I said.
"Is it international?" He asked.
"Yeah. That's what makes it even better," I nodded.
"Are you going to do it?" He asked.
"I'm seriously considering. It'd look good for Appa too. It'd bring in more business, so it'd be less meetings for us to attend cause he'd be too busy handling the increase in cliental," I nodded.
"Aigoo," he laughed.
"Well, here we are," I said and stopped in front of the door we nearly broke down last night after shopping.
"Gonna knock?" He asked.
"Give me a sec," I said and balled my fist.
It met the wood seconds later and nobody answered. I know I told Sanha we were on our way. He better have not left with everyone. MJ opened the door after my second knock and I brought him in a headlock.
"The heck took so long, Em?" I asked him and messed up his hair.
"Yah!" He laughed. "The guys were being loud!"
"Oooh~" I said and wiggled my eyebrows. "Was Sanha involved? I always knew he was hiding his sexuality from me. It would explain why he's never had a girlfriend."
"You always scared them off!" Sanha shouted.
"How?" I yelled back.
We entered the living room and he stood up from the couch. "Just by cracking your neck while staring them down!"
I popped my neck while staring at him then did the same to my knuckles. He hesitated with his next step, and instead, he fell to the ground and hugged my legs.
"Don't hit me! I've seen you in fights! I don't want to experience that!" He begged. I grabbed his earlobe harshly and pulled him up. "Ow ow ow ow!"
"Got my homework?" I asked and popped my gum in his face, thankfully missing it.
"Oh yeah!" He brightened up. "Let me get it!"
I let go of him and he ran off. The rest of the boys looked between Yoongi and I.
"Don't do that," Yoongi said.
"What?" EunWoo asked.
"Don't look between us. Seo hates that," he answered.
"You must be her older brother. I'm JinJin. It's nice to meet you," the short guy stood up and held out his hand.
"I'm Yoongi. Where'd YoonSeok sleep last night? It wouldn't surprise me if you said in Sanha's bed with him," Yoongi said.
"The two actually fell asleep on the couch while watching movies," Bin answered.
"I'm surprised our Appa allowed her to stay with six guys. I personally don't approve of my baby sister being surrounded by hormonal boys," Yoongi said.
"Hmm, probably why Appa didn't ask your opinion," I said smugly.
"Cause he knew I'd come down here to get you?" He asked.
"Seems like you were too occupied with your pitiful attempt at twerking," I scoffed.
"Have you got no respect for your older sibling?" He asked and I stuck my tongue out at him.
"Please! You act younger than me! I'm practically your big sister!" I exclaimed.
"How?" He asked and pinched my cheeks. "See all this baby fat?"
I pinched the back of his arm harshly and watched him jump back. His face showed pain and his arm is now red.
"I'm sorry, did that hurt?" I asked sarcastically.
"I'm telling Appa on you!" He whined.
"Who sounds like the younger now?" I smirked and flicked his forehead.
"Ow! Why do you keep hurting me?" He asked.
"Want me to stop, short-stack?" I taunted.
There's no doubt he's the shortest in the family. I'm approximately 5'10". It's absurd for me to almost be nearly 6', but I got the good genes. He clearly got our mothers height. My long legs don't help my case. I pick on him for it though.
"You're only an inch taller than me!" He pointed out.
"Exactly. Taller. See how I win?" I asked and flicked his forehead again.
"Here's your homework!" Sanha came rushing back in, interrupting our feud.
"You ruined our entertainment!" Rocky and Bin whined.
"Don't kill each other," Sanha plead, staring at the both of us.
"Please, he wouldn't even be able to kick higher than my waist with those short legs!" I laughed.
"Come on. Nice to meet you guys! YoonSeok and I have to go home!" Yoongi said and grabbed my wrist.
"Annyeong!" I laughed.
"Annyeong!" They waved goodbye while laughing.
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Little Min
FanfictionMin YoonSeok. Even her name makes you curious. No one ever got to know her, and she preferred it to be that way. She suffers from anxiety and is very antisocial. Everyone assumes she's stuck-up and a b*tch because of her lack of communication. In...