Dream | 방탄소년단 (BTS) ✔

Eleven

—— 12:28 a.m.

June 24th 2013

"LENA! Get back into the house this instant young lady!" Shouted a man with a fit stature. He was standing by the door way to a normal, homely house yelling at his daughter to get inside considering the time it was.

"..." Silence was Lena's answer as she stormed off in the dark streets. Running with no destination, she arrived by a dreary, dark alleyway, crouching down to hug her knees crying.

All Lena wanted to do was to enter the university of her dreams and to pursue a career in dancing - what she loved. She was about to enter university the following year.

She had come home ready to study her butt off to enter the most prestigious university known for their art courses. Her teacher had given her a university choice sheet to fill in.

She has her heart set on that one university... but when she mentioned her future career, her parents denied it without hesitation. They had wanted her to pursue something in the medical field.

Suddenly, a shadow covers her making her turn her head up. It was a man and he spoke.

"Hey... are you ok?" He said gently, leaning down and putting a hand on her shoulder in an attempt to calm her down from crying.

"Yeah... I'm fine..." Lena replied.

"Really? Because you don't look alright" He said.

...

Lena didn't say anything.

"I'm Chan. You?"

"...Lena..."

"That's a pretty name" Chan said with a gentle smile on his face.

In that moment, Lena knew something was wrong with her heart.

—— 12:18 a.m.

December 14th 2013 - BTS's Dorm

The day after the unprecedented event of the sleepover, that morning was just the usual routine of work, practice, work, practice.

After practice, Lena had dismissed the boys home to rest and went to report to BangPD-nim as usual.

While walking back to the practice room to get her stuff and leave, she heard footsteps and squeaks in the room.

Peaking her head in, she saw Hoseok practicing. Slowly creaking the door open, staying silent as to not disturb him, she sneaks by the wall and sits down on a chair.

The sound of a footsteps and squeaking resonated throughout the room.

"Wrong" Lena said making Hoseok realise her presence in the room. "You were off beat a bit for that step" She continued.

Hoseok was panting heavily trying to catch his breath back. He wasn't able to apologise for his mistake like he usually does, so he drops his head in disappointment and shame instead.

Seeing the sunshine of the group so down and defeated, Lena starts to think that it was her fault for being too harsh on him.

"Hey... You don't need to be so down. Everybody makes mistakes. We can try that part again ok?" Lena tried to cheer Hoseok up but he still kept his head down.

"Say... Lena Noona?"

"Yes?"

"Do you ever feel insecure? About anything?" Hoseok asked.

"Of course I do. Although I try to act like I'm ok with it I still feel self-conscious about myself. I'm sure everyone's does"

"... Well, I've seen comments on social media from our fans that they think I'm not as handsome as the rest of the guys. Noona, is this true?"

Lena felt furious. How dare those fans say that about this ray of sunshine! But before she could prove him wrong, he continued.

"That's why when people joke about my face I go along with it because it is a joke. That's why I want to improve on my dancing, to show them that I also belong in this group. But you know what Noona?"

Hoseok looks up at Lena in the eye as he asks her. Lena on the other hand, just stares back and slightly tilts her head to the side in confusion.

"Noona, no matter how hard I try, I still make the same stupid mistakes. I guess I really don't belong in Bangtan..."

At that point, something in Lena breaks loose. She was mad. No she was furious. How dare those so-called fans bring her sunshine down! The poor boy looked as though he was about to cry as his brown orbs were glossy.

"..."

"Noona?" Hoseok was worried. He saw his Noona's hands ball into fists and shaking. To say he was sacred was an understatement. He was terrified.

The last time the guys witnessed Lena mad was when she bought in a cup of pudding as dessert for herself. However when she looked away for a few moments it was gone. Instead it was replaced with a bunny and a tiger and an empty cup.

Let's just say the two were never heard from for the rest of the day.

Hoseok misunderstood though. Lena was not angry at him but at the fans who said suck rude comments to him.

Lena took a deep breath, attempting to calm herself down.

"Listen, Hoseokie, don't listen to those fans. You're perfect just the way you are. A very handsome sunshine"

He blushed.

"Also, why do you even think I'm here for? I'm here to help you so that you'll improve. They're not your real fans if they can't see your own unique charms. You should be proud of yourself for coming this far. Many idols have failed because of the pressure and expectations"

He nodded slowly, a small smile coming to his face.

"Yeah... you're right. Thanks Noona"

Lena smiled back in reply.

Both of them realised how late it was and decided to go home. Lena drove Hoseok home first. The entire car ride was silent.

As much as he wanted to say something to keep the mood up, he couldn't. A certain shy feeling stopped him from doing so.

He didn't know what was wrong. It wasn't like this before, but now he felt his heart pick up the pace just by being near her. During the entire car ride, he would unconsciously fiddle with his fingers and take secrets glances at her.

He was confused.

Why was he like this now? Just what was this feeling?

Lena eventually arrived in front of the dorms, dropping Hoseok off and then driving home.

Hoseok thanked her for the ride shyly and headed to his room quietly, trying to not wake anyone up.

He laid down on his bed after changing and went back to thinking why he acted so unusual during the car ride.

After a few painful moments of thinking hard, he finally realised the identity of this feeling.

Love.

He had fallen in love with his Noona and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

His hand instantly came to his face covering the bottom half as he was sure he was blushing furiously.

The realisation had hit him like a truck.

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