The Fan

Chapter 7

We left the hotel around 8 that night, after sharing a meal of burgers, fries and milkshakes. Except for Hobi, of course, who got Sprite.

And then we drove to my house, a simple two story in southeast Austin, close to Buda. Technically it was my parents home, but they were currently too busy traveling over Europe to care that I was now filling it with 7 boys. 

I pulled into my driveway, parking my baby with a sigh of happiness. They let me drive her back home while they followed close by in their van. I helped them to unload and carried their stuff in, showing them around as I went.

"So this is my entryway, as you can tell, and the kitchen is just through that door there. There's also another door in the dining room, which is right there." I pointed. "And then over here is the laundry room and hall closet. Then down here is a linen closet and two rooms. One of them has a bunk bed, if two of you want to take that one. They share a bathroom, which is that door."

Immediately Jin and Namjoon branched off from the group and claimed that room. Yoongi took the other one, glaring as he went. I led the remaining four upstairs where the other rooms were. The stairs split at the top, and I showed them what lay on the left first. 

"Okay, so. That door leads to one bedroom, and it has a bed and a couch in it, and then this door leads to another room, but that one's for my little cousins usually so it has two twin beds." I said, opening the doors and showing them. "Two of you can take each room, and they both have their own bathrooms, so nothing to worry about there." 

They set their stuff down, and Jin, Namjoon and Yoongi joined us. "Now over here," I started. "Is where we have the family room and my bedroom. That room is off limits to everyone. Idols or not, I will not hesitate to murder you if you try to come into my room. Okay?" Everyone nodded warily except for Yoongi, who was grinning at me.

"Okay. Good. Now get settled and everything, I'll be under the stairs if you need me." I said, sliding down the banister and walking off, going into my special spot. It was my secret hideout, sort of. Mom meant for it to be a storage space, but we had so much extra room in our garage and attic that she just moved stuff there.

For my fourteenth birthday my parents furnished it, putting in a couch and a desk and chair. The space was small, sure, but it was the perfect size for a writing nook for me. AT first I just went in there for a quiet place to do my homework, but it quickly developed into the place where I would spend most of my time later on, reading and writing some days, other days just sitting there in thought. 

I sat down on the couch, grabbing one of the many books that lay in stacks nearby and flipping it open to wherever I had left off. 

I sat there in silence for a few moments just reading my book and relaxing when I heard a scream. I set my book down carefully and stood, unlocking the door and poking my head out.

"Min Yoongi! Dont scream in this house, this is not your house!" Jin yelled, waving around a wooden spoon as he chased Yoongi around.

"Hey! Park Jimin if you dont put down that KitKat right now--" Namjoon started but was cut off by Taehyung screaming again.

"What is that? And why is it chasing me?" He squealed as he ran around my couch in circles, a blond dog on his heels. I stepped out of the room and shut the door, turning to the boys.

"Oy! What do you think you're doing? Tae, that's just my dog, Ladybird. She's harmless, but easily excited. Jin, stop chasing Yoongi around with my spoon. That's one of my nice ones! And Jimin, I swear if you dont put down that KitKat this instant I will kick you outside and you can sleep on the trampoline!" I yelled.

They all ceased their movements, staring at me. "Good. Now, it's late, and we should all be getting to bed. Let's go!" Jin said finally, breaking the silence. Everyone was moving again, branching off to go to their respectable rooms. As he passed me, Jimin slapped the KitKat into my hand with a sad look before retreating upstairs.

"Goodnight boys." I said softly as I turned off the lights. There was a chorus of "good nights and "sweet dreams" and then everything was drenched in darkness.