The Eighth Member • A BTS Fanfic (Jimin x Reader/oc)

Chapter 13

"What are you doing?" (In Korean)
I heard another voice from down the hallway. Jin and I turned to the source of the voice. Jimin was standing at the end of the hallway, he looked ready to pounce on Jin.
"I-uh...I don't know. I'm just so confused....I'm sorry, Min-Ji...when I look at you, I want to protect you," I felt a little touched by Jin. He said this in English. He immediately moved away from me after he said this.
"You know what, let's pretend this never happened," I pulled Jin to what I thought was his room.
"Don't worry, Jimin, everything's ok," Jimin had a look of jealousy on his face. I just ignored it (EEEEEK I IGNORED MY BIAS) and sat Jin down on his bed. I sat on a chair close by.

"I am really sorry," Jin apologized again.
"Don't worry about it, now teach me,"
An hour passed quickly and I learnt all the basics. It was about 6:00 right now, but the jet lag made it so much harder for me to stay awake as the time in Seoul was 13 hours ahead of the time in America. It would be 7:00 in the morning in America, and I would usually be sleeping during this time.

I yawned, and Jin noticed.
"Done! You go now," he shooed me out of his room and I ran into RM in the hallway, who was standing right outside of the door.
"What were you doing in there...?" (English) Namjoon looked at me questionably.
"Oh! Nothing...I just had a Korean lesson from Jin and I just got kicked out," I explained.
"Ok. Well, as long as you got the lesson, everything's ok. The others are going to be back soon just in case you wanted to know," RM tells me.
"Oh yes, thank you," he turned the doorknob. "Wait!" I called out. He stopped and turned to face me.
"Since I'm the eighth member and all...I was wondering if I could have your number because it seems right," I asked sheepishly.
"Sure," Rm easily entered his number into my contacts and even took a selfie of him (Personally!) and saved it as the contact picture.

"Thanks," he smirked and bowed slightly. I walked downstairs, unsure of what to do with myself after that moment. I kept staring at the picture, wondering how a person could look so good without even trying. RM was literally a god. All of them are. I tried memorizing the number as I headed down to the kitchen. Taehyung and Jimin were sitting on the couch with a plate of cookies on the coffee table.
"Min-Jin ah, I have cookie for you!" V cutely shouted to me.
"Thanks, but please call me just Min-Ji, drop the 'ah,' we live under the same roof now, we are family," I couldn't believe I used the f word. Well, nothing was ever going to happen. I was too young for them anyways.

"Sit!!!" Jimin demanded me in English. It was weird hearing them speaking in English to me. I obeyed Jimin, and ate a cookie. I sat in between them, in the center. I also took the time to switch on the tv and go to the built in YouTube app, and then I put a BTS crack vid. Yeah, I had no shame in watching it while they were in the room.
"Min-Ji, what this?!" V asked with discomfort.
"It's a crack vid of my favorite group," I answered.
"Is that Jungkook? He was a child back then!" V talked to Jimin in Korean.
"He's still a child!" Jimin retorted back. I had to pretend I didn't know what they said in front of V.

"Ha Jungkook is so cute when he's sleeping," I laughed at the tv.
"Who's cute when he's sleeping?" Namjoon walked in with a smile on his face speaking perfect English.
"Jungkook. We're watching a crack vid," I explained.
V is suddenly fiddling with the remote and he clicks something else on accident. As soon as the music starts playing, I recognized it.
"No, no, no V change it!" I tried to grab it, but he handed it to Jimin who turns the volume up high.
I heard Jin coming down the stairs.
"Who's making all this noise? It's so loud," (in Korean) he asked. He stops when he sees the lyrics on the tv and RM's picture.
"RM? What is thEes sheit?!" Jin stomped over to Jimin and paused the video.
"Take It off now Gurrl, Imma beat **** ***** **** ****** ***** **** ******, what is mean?!" Jin read every single word correctly, but without good knowledge in the English language, he, Jimin, and Tae had no idea what it meant. RM gulped and looked at me. I raised my hands in question as I had no idea what to say.
"Hey, RM, the best thing you can do is translate it for him, the worst thing he can do is spank you really bad?" I went for the honest choice.