Real Family

Decisions Decisions

When Bang PD had told the boys of his new promotion idea that he was sure would boost their fan base the boys didn't really know what to expect. Another fried chicken commercial, collaboration with other artists (especially if there foreign) or making their own brands of phones, all of which they had already done. In the past year, the BTS fan base had been growing rapidly, in reply to their performance at the MMA's, bringing attention to the group of seven. So they didn't really know what Bang had in store, and they definitely didn't expect the six words that would soon come out of his mouth.
"I want you guys to adopt." The room fell silent, the boys shared worried glances before Namjoon spoke up, "a dog?" Bang shook his head then announced that in a few days they would be heading to a local foster home to adopt a child, any gender of their choosing. The room went silent once again before Yoongi spoke up, "fuck no!" The rest of the boys shouted out similar profanities, all showing their dislike to Bangs idea. "Bang, I don't see how a child will help our career if anything won't it make it worse, we can't take care of a toddler or baby with our schedule and we'd barely be home. " Bang shook his head at Tae, an unamused expression on his face. "Boys, I don't think you get it, a large part of our audience wants to see the parental version of BTS. They've already seen the bad boys, goofy boys, sweethearts...and you won't have to worry too much about them ruining your careers. You'll get an older girl or boy, one that can take care of themselves but is still cute and can represent a family like structure between the seven of you." Jimin shook his head next to Yoongi, saying what they all were thinking, "I hate this idea."

When the boys had gotten to the orphanage, it would be an understatement to say they weren't happy. If anything, the only person who seemed to be excited was Hoseok. The drive was uneasy, and Namjoon couldn't help but feel helpless watching as his brothers looked so defeated. Especially Yoongi, he was practically seething in his seat, and when they had finally reached the destination, Yoongi had nearly stomped into the building. Security stayed outside with the cameras and anxiously waiting fans, all dying to see who the new member of the BTS family would be. Thankfully that meant no cameras were coming inside the building, so the boys didn't have to stress about the added pressure of the public in their decision. Namjoon was the first one to enter, immediately taking into concern how small the building seemed for a group of kids. A middle-aged woman soon turned the corner, a bright smile on her face contrasting with the grey hairs poking out of her bun as she walked towards the seven boys. "Hi, you must be BTS. I'm Kate Anderson, the foster-mother of these kids." She reached out a hand, and I gently took it and gave a shake. "Hi, my names Namjoon, I'm the leader of the group." She nodded glancing over each one of us, "the kids are so excited to meet you guys. To be honest, it's been hectic this morning." I ignored the scoff that escaped from Yoongi's mouth, followed by a grunt from him after Jin elbowed him in the ribs. His way of telling the younger boy to be nice. "When Mr. Bang contacted me he didn't give me much information on what you guys were looking for. Are you looking for a particular age group?" She gestured her hand towards a room filled with eleven or twelve kids, some were playing with toys, watching tv, or just talking to one another. My voice lowered in volume as I talked to the boys, "do you guys want to go talk to some kids while I talk to Mrs. Anderson?" The boys stayed frozen as if they had never been around children before. Countless times we had done promotional activities with kids, but now it felt so different. Knowing that we could only choose one kid and most of us didn't even want to follow through with this anyways. Tae left first, the rest slowly following in his footsteps. I turned my gaze to Yoongi who hadn't moved from his spot, while the rest of the boys had gone to talk to the other kids Yoongi stood next to me, arms crossed, and a glare on his face. Instead of arguing with him I turned to the women in front of me, "actually, I think we're interested in an older teenager." Her eyes widened, eyebrows raising, "really? Well, our oldest is sixteen," she trailed of eyes glancing over to Hobi. She was looking at a young girl, short around 5'3, dark brown wide eyes, similar to a deer caught in headlights as she talked to Hoseok. Her red hair fell just below shoulder length, freckles and moles dotting her pale skin like constellations. "If you're interested in her you can have a private conference with her, but I would encourage you to indulge some other kids as well. Especially the younger ones." She pointed towards a younger boy, a pale brunette who looked no older than six, flung on Jungkook's back, giggling in joy as he spun him around. I turned to Yoongi, "can you tell everyone I want to talk to them." He grimaced at me but didn't argue, while I rubbed at my forehead a headache approaching. I had a bad feeling it was the first of many.

The seven boys sat behind a long chestnut table, a warm orangish yellow glow illuminating the room as Jacob got up from his chair waving at the boys before running out of the room. "I'm going to go get Mia," Mrs. Anderson stood up from her chair in the corner, silently shutting the door as she left the room. "Hyung he was so cute," Jungkook was the first to speak as he pulled on Namjoons shirt. "He did seem like a really good kid, but remember Jungkook if we decide to adopt him it would be really hard to take care of him." Jungkook pouted at Namjoons words but Jin was quick to interrupt, "hold on before we talk about that let's just focus on Mia, and then decide what would be best for them, and us." The door then opened revealing the two girls, an annoyed look on Mrs. Andrews face and a nervous one on the young girls. As soon as she sat down Namjoon was quick to introduce himself and his fellow members.

"I'm Mia, but you probably, already know that," Tae quietly chuckled at the girl's answer, and Jin noticed her nerves and tried his best to make her comfortable.
"So, what do you like to do?" Jin spoke up, giving her one of his worldwide handsome smiles. "Well before I came to the orphanage I liked to dance, but I had to stop when I got here." Hoseok perked up, "really I love to dance." None of the boys really knew what to do next, Jacob was such a ball of energy that he had led the conversation, but with the Mia, they had to carry a conversation. Yoongi didn't let up his glare but noticed a similar look form on the younger girls.
"Okay, so thanks for meeting with me, but why am I still here. There's a bunch of younger, cuter kids that I'm sure the press would love to photograph you with-"
"Mia!" Katie stood up from her seat giving the girl a firm look, the members noticed with surprise how she brushed the deadly look off. "Seriously though why are you wasting your time with me. You barely seem interested in this conference, and most of you have looked miserable since you walked into the building." Yoongi stiffened in his seat, knowing she was talking about him, especially when Jin gave him a glare. "I'm sure your fans don't want to see you with a teen girl anyways. James is a really good kid and he deserves so much better than this hell hole." She stood up from her chair quickly and rushed out of the room, the members sat frozen in there seats all shifting uncomfortably and turning their attention to Mrs. Andrews who let out an agitated sigh. "I'm so sorry" she sighed before coming to sit where Mia had been previously, two folders being pushed across the table to them. "Mia's had a really hard time because of her past adoptions-" Jimin spoke up before he could stop himself, surprising the other members since he had been unusually quiet all day. "What do you mean past adoptions, have people adopted her then brought her back?" Jimin had always had supportive parents so the thought of someone going back and forth from different parents really irked him for some reason. The rest of the boys also seemed to be interested in the girls past but instead of answering, Mrs. Andrews just pointed towards the door. "I should go check in with Mia, while I do that it looks like you boys have a decision to make."