Real Family

Trips to BigHit

Just as I thought, I had gotten no sleep that night, and instead choose to watch the transition from night to day. Shortly after the sun had risen from the horizon, a knock sounded from the closed door followed by a head of brown hair poking into the room. "Hey, breakfast is ready if you're hungry."

The moment I slid into the chair I'm served an enormous platter of food. Eggs, ham, pancakes, piles of fried potatoes. A tureen of fruit sits in ice to keep it chilled. The basket of rolls they set in front of me could keep me going for a week. There's an elegant glass of orange juice set beside my plate and I can't help but look up towards the boys. As if asking for permission to eat. Jin nods his head at me, his eyes crinkling in a smile as I forced myself to eat slowly so I wouldn't look like a complete slob. Most of the boys slowly trickled in, Namjoon being one of the first. Just as he took a bite of his banana a ding sounded from his pocket, he quickly pulled out his phone turning towards Jin and Hoseok. "Bang wants us to take her with us to the studio to do some promotional advertising with her, get photos, make videos, stuff like that." They continued on with their conversation and I promptly decided that the scrambled eggs with cheese, bacon, and herbs were much more interesting. "Would you like to come to the studio with us Mia?" I looked up from my plate, mouth full and turned to Hoseok, a blush on my cheeks as I simply nodded while swallowing. He pinched my cheeks, a smile spreading across his face, "Mia's so cute!" I flinched at his hands, nervously looking down just missing the hurt and confused gaze that fell on his face. Thankfully, Tae had entered grabbing a piece of toast and shouting on his way towards the door, "let's get going slow pokes, let's not forget we have a photoshoot today!" Jungkook stumbled down the stairs, his hair sticking up in several places mumbling under his breath as he sat down next to me chugging a glass of water. "Jungkook-ah we have to leave in a few minutes, you and Mia should both go get ready," Jungkook grumbled, grabbing an apple then shuffling back up the stairs, quickly following in his footsteps I stumbled after him but instead went to my own room. Looking through my backpack for some decent clothes I pulled out a pair of black ripped jeans and a short sleeve blue button down-either that or one of my stained sweatshirts, and pretty sure the boys said I would be doing an interview so I should probably look presentable.

Rushing down the stairs towards the front door I pulled my sneakers on and was met with a white limousine. I stared in awe at the car before jumping in the seat, squeezing in next to Jimin. I stared at all of the boys, somehow dressed casually but still looking like they could walk the red carpet. Namjoon furiously typed on his phone, a few of the other boys doing the same while the rest relaxed against the seat. "Mia are you excited to see BigHit?" Hoseok broke the silence, the question causing some of the boys to turn to me. "Yeah, Is BigHit where you work?" He nodded at my question, "It'll be cool to see what you guys do behind the scenes and the process of making music." Just as the words left my mouth large groups of people surrounded a huge, curved building, windows decorating the corners and bodyguards standing at the entrance and clearing a path for the boys. I visibly tensed at the crowd of people, scenes from leaving the orphanage entering my mind. "Don't stress too much Mia, our bodyguards are good at what they do." Taehyung's reassuring statement eased my nerves slightly, but as soon as the door opened I was immediately blinded by the bright lights from the cameras. Ears buzzing from the screaming fans, I glanced over to the boys as most of them gave small waves to fans but didn't stop to talk to them. They looked so unfazed by the various screams coming from all directions, how did they do it? Suddenly a pair of black sunglasses were being placed over my eyes, giving the world a darker tint and easing my sight from the bright lights. A hand on my lower back led me into the building through the front doors, and as soon as I was shielded by the glass roof and the high arched ceiling I let out a breath of relief. "I don't understand how you guys do that every day." I mumbled just as Hoseok had taken the sunglasses off my face that I assumed were his, "you'll get used to it."