A boy band and a Youtuber

Chapter 2: Death at the airport

Fushami's p.o.v

Sleep, the most peaceful thing in the world. At least that's what I thought. * BOOM BOOM BOOM* "HEY, GET UP!" Someone yelled from the other side of the door. *groan*. "Come on, don't be like that. I'm already late as is. I was supposed to be here at 6 A.M sharp but it took forever to get my friend then I had to wait for them to get ready so then I ended up leaving at around 9 and then I had to drive all the way here which was an hour AND NOW WERE GUNNA BE LATE TO THE AIRPORT BECAUSE YOU DON'T WANT TO GET OUT OF BED AND IM FREAKING OUT!" Jaclyn yelled out from the other side of the door. Did I mention that she likes to be on time. For everything.

I sat up, put on my slippers, and made my way to the door. "Jaclyn." I said in a raspy voice. It went silent. "If you leave, and let me get ready. I promise I'll be out in around 20 minutes." I said, from in the room. I was not about to open this door. Do you know what a Korean, good looking mans, bed head looks like. It's horrible. "Okay. As long as your out before 12! We have to leave by then! The airplane takes off at 1!" She said before walking away. I sighed and walked to my dresser. 'She does this every time. She needs to take a break', I thought walking to the bathroom.

After taking a nice warm shower I got out and started to blow dry my hair. I quickly put on my underwear and pants brushed my teeth and brushed my hair. 'Frizzy hair is not a good look. Well, on some people. I could totally pull it off.' I thought winking to myself. "What the fuck am I even doing?" I asked no one. "Looking at yourself in the mirror because you think your sexy." Rama said from outside my bathroom door. "Excuse me but I am sexy. I said opening the door to a smirking Rama.

He was wearing a blue, saggy, shirt with black jeans, and a pair of converse. "Please, I'm sexier then you, I mean look at me." He said looking up with a proud look. "But do you got this?" I asked showing my whole body from around the door.

A little pink dusted on his cheeks. "Yeah, that's what I thought." I smirked, putting on my shirt then shoes. I was wearing a white, baggy, shirt with loose jeans and holes in them. I was also wearing timberlands. We walked out into the living room to see Jaclyn talking with another person. A girl to be exact. "And they are gay, so no hitting on them. That will just make them uncomfortable." I sweat dropped. It's sad but true."Jaclyn, I'm a lesbian." The girl said with a tic mark. "Oh, right." She said with a nervous laugh. She turned around and jumped a little. "God you scared me." She said holding her chest.

She stopped then looked at me. "You didn't tell him him that he looks like Jungkook?" She asked Rama. He turned to and his eyes grew. "Oh man, he's even got the small waist." Rama said smirking. "You should go change. If you don't people might think your Jungkook.". I rolled my eyes. "I'm not changing. We have to go anyway." I said, looking at my watch. "Your death." She shrugged. "At least I'm dying with glory." "The glory of a floor to your face." She whispered.

Timeskip to airport.

"RUN AWWWAAAAAAAYYYYY!!1!!" Rama screamed running. Everyone started screaming. But of course our screaming wasn't compared to the atrocious screaming of fan girls. "FACK" Rama screamed as he fell. "NO RAMA, SUSHI GO SAVE HIM!" Jaclyn screamed as she passed me. I growled before diving for him in the sea of fans. I swear I felt my pants get ripped off. "Rama!" I screamed. "FUSHAMIIIIIIIII!" He screamed. I felt around and felt a tight grasp grab my hand. 'I know these small hands anywhere!' "Rama! Hang on!don't let go Rama!" I screamed tightening my grip. "I won't let go Fuyu! I'll never let go!" He screamed back.

Our hands started to slip. "No!". They started slipping more. "Fuyu!". The tips of our fingers were touching. Then nothing. "RAMAAAAA!" I screamed with tears. "AAAAAHHHHHH"He screamed being dragged away. Then I screamed

The sea of fans instantly parted and everything went quiet. I looked up and saw Rama knocked out on the floor. I ran up and looked for a pulse. I sighed finding one. I picked him up and cradled him bridle style.

I walked back and met back up with Jaclyn. I looked at her then looked ahead and loaded into first class. She sat on the left with Rama in the middle. "I guess you were right Jaclyn. There would be death at the airport. But it was the wrong person. He was so young.".

A/N this was so much more dramatic then it needed to be. Honestly. I still need them Oc's. I'm tellin ya. And also you are a

And a badass one at that.