The week after they had given me my own phone they had automatically became super busy. They were always leaving early in the mourning and coming home late at night, I didn't really expect anything different considering they were idols. Sometimes they would invite me to come with them to a dance practice, after the one time I did it made me sad when I realized how much I missed dance. It was also awkward because they have a lot of hip rolls and thrust in there choreo and doing that in front of the girl who's living with you and trying not to be too sexual is weird.
So, for the most part, I stayed at home and indulged in the Netflix account Jungkook made for me. Honestly, most of my days were spent eating and watching the show called the Office. In the past six days, I had watched seven seasons of the Office and finished Parks and Recreations. Both of which made me cry at some point from laughter and sadness. Taehyung also helped me set up an Instagram and Twitter and sometimes we would send each other awkward selfies when he had some downtime at work. Apparently, Namjoon had even started an Instagram called the BTS family, and I later found out the day I was supposed to get coffee for Bang led to him yelling at the boys for not using me to my promotional potential. Or at least that was my guess and when I revealed it to the poor maknae his widened eyes and exclamation of 'you're not a promotional tool to us!' told me my hunch was right. All the boys had the password except for me to the account which was a little aggravating but Namjoon also had to sit me down and talk to me about how I would need to be responsible in what I posted since I gained about 8 million followers on Instagram. The Bts Fam account was also just cringy photos of myself. There was one of me from the photo shoot, one of me and Tae, the rainbow shot of the boys and one of me sleeping on the couch. I messaged Jin asking (begging) him to delete it because I was drooling in the photo but in response, he sent me a laughing emoji.
Currently, I was watching reruns of the office since Hoseok asked me not to watch the final season without him. I refused to hold back my laughter as Kevin spilled his chilly onto the floor or when Stanley talked about his love of pretzel day. But as soon as the door slammed shut followed by a silence I immediately muted the show, calling out,
"hello?" Even though I knew the house was pretty top security, doors slamming and the silence always scared me.
"Just me Mia!" Namjoon poked his head out from behind the wall, looking up from his phone and tucking it in his pocket.
"You're back early." I stated turning around on the couch and leaning my head against the frame to get a better view.
"Yeah practice got out earlier and they decided to give us off till Monday." He sounded so relieved but it was only Saturday, it was sad to think they had to work so hard just to get one day off. Instead of crushing his dreams though I simply smiled.
"That's great." I then noticed the quiet in the building,
"what happened to the boys?" He flopped down on the couch next to me,
"they went to get food-." I immediately groaned,
"Not salads again!" BTS comeback was in a few months and of course, they all were expected to diet and one of the first and only things Yoongi had said to me this week was, "If we're doing it so is she." He didn't even say it to my face or address me, so our relationship wasn't really getting anywhere.
"Sorry." He smirked, words not matching his emotion. "Actually, when the boys get back we all should talk." I gulped, turning off the Tv and turning to Namjoon.
"Is s-something wrong?" I stuttered, despite the fact I was getting more comfortable with them I was always waiting for something wrong to happen, expecting it. Maybe this was it. Namjoon opened his mouth but the loud shouting of Hoseok prompted him to roll his eyes instead.
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Real Family
FanfictionIt starts slowly, the feeling of dread crawling up in my chest, spreading like a drop of ink onto a wet piece of paper. Darkening my thoughts and making it harder for me to see, breath. It doesn't take long for my breath to quicken, eyes wide and ch...