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

Chapter 24

"Play four girls and then become one person," Tae repeats himself. He puts the phone on speaker mode. He should've just done that in the beginning!
"I also want you to wear colored contacts if you are okay with that!" I despise contacts. I recently got lasic eye surgery and fixed my bad eyes a year ago and I'm not going back to that life.
"You don't have to do it if you don't like it," Jimin whispers in my ear. I think he senses my mood right now.
"I'll do it," I say out loud, for the manager to hear.
"Min-Ji ah? Okay, you're all set! Come down on Saturday with the others and be prepared to work! We are also going to be taking a couple photos so be ready for that. You'll love our crew. Okay, I have to go now, bye," and with that, Tae ends the call.

"He's right, the team is amazing. They've helped us with shooting videos since we debuted in 2013. They are great people," Jin eats a cracker.
"That sounds nice. I'm a bit nervous. I hope they like me and I will work hard," the boys chuckle and look at me. Jimin has already left the room, so it's just us.
"One problem....there might be a girl who has a crush on Jimin. She claimed she was married so we had to sign her into the position but we never did a proper background check, so she might just be a fangirl who is trying to get locks of his hair,"
I sigh. I would've been the same but now I know him on a personal level, and it's different.

"I will act with professionalism. Let's see if she will too. If it's work, Jimin and I should not be so open about relationship. Strictly group mates. We are all part of the band so I won't let you down," I clench my fist.
"Why are you so serious?" Jungkook throws a pillow at me.
"Hey! Don't do that," I glare at him, but his little bunny face is hard to resist.
"Do what?" I glare and then just walk out.
"I'm going for a walk," Hobi comes out behind me.

"Don't be like that, he was joking. And besides, why are you being so serious?" I shake my head.
"I just don't wanna mess up. I wanna be a very dignified and classy idol. I don't wanna ruin my image," I explain, wrapping my hands around my shoulders.
"Don't worry about it, we thought about the same things all the time, but at the end of the day, it's all about having fun!" He starts dancing in the middle of the sidewalk.
"What are you doing? You're going to attract attention," he ignores me and keeps dancing.
"No one around here knows us so we're good," he stops abruptly. "I have to ask you something serious," he says.

"What?"

"Does Gee like me?" He asks, with a really serious expression on his face.

"I'm not gonna lie to you but....yes," I say. "It's safe to say she is completely in love with you," he shakes his head.

"But why?! She's just a child and I'm in my twenties!" He exclaims, drawing attention of a tumbleweed passing by.

"Age doesn't matter. Love has no bounds," I say.

"I'm 24. She is just a ki–"
"–she's a year older than me! She's actually turning 18 this year. She got held back in the second grade and that's why she is so much older," I exclaim. "And also, I know that you are actually 21,"

"Oh," Hoseok grins.
"I can be with an adult!" He exclaims.
"Do you like her?" I ask him.
"Not yet, but I can bring myself to," he clicks his heels.
"I'm actually turning 17 in two weeks," I explain.

"Oh....Jimin will still be dating a minor, but you look will look great together!" We go back to the house.
"Are you ready?!" Taehyung is dressed in a suit and holding out his elbow for me.
"Yes, but I don't know what's happening," I take his arm and he sits me down at the dining table.
"For you," Joon brings me a rose and spins back around. Jin comes behind me while playing a violin (mediocre) and then Jungkook sprinkles Rose petals around me. Yoongi brings me a plate of food. Taehyung sprinkles salt and pepper on the salad.

Hoseok brings me my boyfriend.

Jimin stands, and he's all I see. His suit puts all the others to shame as he stands out amongst everyone. He has a bright smile on his face and I generously return.

"Now if you'll excuse us. Call us if you need anything," Taehyung bows and then walks away with the rest of the guys.

"This is amazing," I tell Jimin.
"We planned it since this morning and then with Hobi hyung distracting you, we put it together,"
"You look great!"
"Don't I always?" I sip some of my grape juice.
"How do I look?" I glance down at the causal denim skirt and puffy top I am wearing.
"You always look good," he gives a low whistle.
"I do not!" I whisper, turning it into a moment.

"This is a celebratory dinner. We are celebrating your success since you joined BTS. The first step to becoming famous, worldwide," we clink our glasses. I sniff what he has.
"Is that....wine?" I ask.
"Yes..." His words slur. I facepalm.
"You can't hold your alcohol, can you?" I ask.
"I faked it for the drinking party we broadcasted but when I'm really drunk, I think I get flirtatious. I've gotten a bit tipsy with the guys, but I think this is going to be my first exprience," he holds up his glass.

"Min-Ji?" He asks.

"What?" I shoot back.

"Please don't leave me,"