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"You pass by and become connected;
You enter and become love;
Someone said that before.
And I'm just so coloured by you."
-BTS [Converse High]
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"Oh, it's you!"
It was a simultaneous statement. All from the vocal line. The surprised looks on their faces were so precious, you wanted to laugh.
However...
You understood how Taehyung would recognise you, and perhaps Jimin, too. But for Jin and Jungkook...
Had you met them before?
You didn't think so. If you did, you'd certainly remember. Right?
Somehow, it never crossed your mind that the two masked males could have been them. I don't know how. Just... Somehow. ((throughplotarmorperhaps))
Nevertheless, you and your uncle exchanged a look of bewilderment before the PD gives a small chuckle. "Well, I guess some of you have met. This is [L/N] [Y/N], I've personally recruited her to be your group's official journalist. I believe I've told Namjoon the details, so I'll leave it to you guys to get familiar first."
With that, he left.
And just like that, you were left standing awkwardly in front of the seven boys.
About a minute of awkward staring ensued before Namjoon, as the rightful leader, cleared his throat.
"Well... So, I guess we should introduce ourselves?" He said, glancing around the room, to which the members agreed.
The boys stood up from their respective sitting positions, some from the floor and others their chairs, and they sat in a line in front of you. Seeing this, you awkwardly smoothed down your skirt and took a seat in front of them, too.
"I'm Kim Namjoon, although I'm also known as RM. I lead Bangtan, and they can be idiots sometimes. Please bear with us!" The guy introduced, flashing you a dimpled smile and ignoring the various groans of disagreements from the rest of the group. Yoongi just nodded in agreement, yawning.
'Oh calm thyself, my heartu.'
If within the comfort of your room, that dimpled smile and grandpa attitude would have had you dead, rolling on your bed. Lord, must we thank the power of impressions.
"I'm Kim SeokJin, hello." The male said sheepishly, before realising that he needed to say more.
"And...?" Jimin prompts.
"Uhm, I'm worldwide handsome. Thank you."
Silence.
Then there's his flying kisses and the wink.
You gave a nervous laugh, your face flushed as you fiddled with the hem of your blouse. 'This really isn't good for my heart'. If you could take a video and frame it (not possible but you get the point), you would. But for now, you were only left to indulge in the phenomenal beauty that is Kim Seokjjn.
"I- Yeah, I'm sorry." The leader faceplamed, gesturing for the next person to go.
"I'm Min Yoongi."
Yeah. That's it. That's all he said. He gave you a gummy smile. And the room was silent, waiting for the rapper to continue.
It was only after another few seconds of silence that the group realised the rapper had no intentions of continuing.
YOU ARE READING
Behind The Scenes [BTS X Reader]
FanfictionIn which you, [L/N] [Y/N], become Bangtan's personal journalist, and their hearts began revolving around you.
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