Fan Service

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The plane lands and we all grab our luggage.

I stay close by Sunni. It seems that the only safe place there is.

"Y/n! You forgot your carry on!" Jin runs up from behind me and hands me my bag. I thank him with a smile.

"Thanks Jin-oppa. You're the best!" I say while ruffling up his hair.

I hear a loud sigh from behind me and I turn to see a annoyed Jungkook.

What's his problem?

I stop to ask but he just walks past me and ignores my attempt.

Now that I think about it, he's been ignoring me since after this morning.

What the hell dude! What did I do to you?

I just shrug it off and continue following the boys and staff to the van.

While I'm walking I feel a sharp pain on my left butt cheek. WTF! I turn around to come face to face with... "PARK JIMIN! WHAT THE HELL MAN!"

Everyone turns around to look at why I was yelling. Jimin just pinches my cheeks. "Suga was right. This is gonna be fun." Before he starts giggling like a child.

I lost all control of my arms and punch him in the center of the chest before storming outside. Jimin grasping his chest a little breathless.

"Y/N! Wait up!" I hear a masculine voice from behind so I just run fast out the doors.

What is with these boys! I thought they we're gonna be sweet and shy and... Ya know! But... That's not them at all I guess. My idols... are... pervs?

They... are just... using me? This hits home for me.

I can't control tears from falling onto my cheeks.

Is this all anyone wants?

My legs become weak and I feel myself falling but before I hit the ground a pair of arms wrap around my waist, turn my around and pull me into a hug.

The sweet smell of lavender filling my nose. I don't open my eyes. I just nestle my face in the crook of their neck and wrap my arms around their neck.

He pets the back of my head to calm me down.

"I am so sorry, jagi. Please stop crying." He whispers just loud enough for me to hear before kissing the top of my head and pulling me away to look at my face.

His hands both holding me cheeks, I keep my eyes closed. I don't want to look at him. If we're being honest I don't want him to even be touching me but at the same time... I do?

He wipes my cheeks and moves a strand of hair out of my face.

"Look at me, babygirl." He whispers and I open my eyes.

He smiles small and let's go of my face putting his hands in his pockets. I look around for to see tons of people staring and even some taking pictures.... Fuck.

Jimin giggles seeing the panic on my face. He wraps his arm around my neck and messed up my hair with his other hand. "I just thought you could take a joke, kid, I'm sorry." He laughs a little.

I push him off and open handedly slap him on the chest, while trying to hide a smile but failing. "Pabo! You messed up my hair!" I giggle a little and he walks me to the van. We joke and push each other around as we do so.

As we get to the car Jungkook pushes Jimin aside and pulls me into a tight hug. "Are you okay, noona?! What did that idiot do to you? Did he hurt you?"

I push him off me, annoyed and out of breath due to the lack of oxygen caused by his hug.

"Yah! You ignore me all day and now all of the sudden care? I'm fine. He just..." I look at Jimin for a second and he gave me a pleading look. "He just gave my shoe a flat tire and it hurt my heal." I finish.