To Be A Family | 8th Member

Ch3: I still can't fall asleep as I fade away

A little look into Choheun's life. :3

Warning: Implied Self-Harm (not done), but detailed (?) and uncomfortable thoughts towards the comfort of it. I'm sorry in advance if it makes you feel queasy! ;-;

Probably the last chapter with Choheun's family and BTS will be taking over their. Excite to write lololol ;D

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The girl, Yeon Choheun, instantly hid behind Hyojee right after the maknae's outburst, avoiding anyone's eyes and stared at her shoes, appearing to have deemed them more interesting than anything in the room right now whilst playing with her glasses every second or so the longer the silence dragged on.

Noticing the girl's obvious uneasiness, Namjoon subtly elbowed Jeongguk's ribs not-so-gently and the maknae flinched, narrowing his eyes at him in confusion. Namjoon tilted his head to the girl who's apparently their new member and Jeongguk followed his gaze, expression faltering slightly and soon feeling guilt swirling in his gut at how...afraid she had reacted to his outburst. She was tense, incredibly so, and he didn't know if her eyes were glassy; her glasses were in the way for him to confirm it. If he was looking for it, he noticed how her barely visible fingers shook just the slightest bit to the visible eye, attempting to sink back into her sleeves while her sweater paws dug into the woman's jacket.

Now that the maknae observed properly, she was young. She definitely looked young (if he remembered right, she was supposed to be the new maknae because she was a year younger than him). Her petite figure and how her sweater seemed to drown her wasn't helping, either. She literally looked like she could barely hurt a fly, better yet slap anything with enough force without stumbling forward—that's what he thought, anyway. And, damn, he felt like a jerk. Jeongguk couldn't help it, though. It'd be...weird to have a girl to live with them (he also had a gut feeling she was moving in soon or something).

Unsurprisingly, Seokjin was the first to break the awkward silence that unknowingly descended upon them.

The eldest member smiled kindly, head tilting to the side to eye the girl hiding behind the woman. "So this is our new member, Hyojee-ssi?" he asked gently and softly, not wanting to scare the girl when she looked so ready to bolt away from the room—or maybe the whole building.

Hyojee nodded, the bright smile returning to her flawless face, definitely aware of the awkwardness around them and the girl, and made it her job to get them to know Choheun (and beat their bratty asses in case they hurt the little honeybee-). "That's right. Though I just told her the news earlier today, not my fault Sejin-oppa was so late, so she's still a little in shock, and she just finished signing her contract with Bang PD-nim back there." She informed them, looping an arm around the girl and brought her to her side again, unaware of how much Choheun just wanted to remain behind the stylist or stilled stiffly.

The boys noticed, however, and half of them felt bad for immediately thinking the worst of their new member (a young female, nonetheless) without actually meeting her in person or get to know her at all. The stress of their comeback was really getting to them (one of many excuses).

Seokjin hummed, "Ah, I see." He looked back to the girl and sent a gentle smile, before facing his brothers and gave each of them a pointed look only an older brother could give. "Well? What are you waiting for? Do I have to introduce all of you for her?" he said impatiently, arms crossed with an expectant eyebrow and the boys shifted nervously where they stood.

Namjoon coughed in his fist, quirking a hesitant smile. "Hello, Yeon Choheun-ssi. I'm Kim Namjoon or Rap Monster." He said, unsure whether or not he should add his stage name but unconsciously relaxed a bit when the girl only nodded since she was unable to return the bow (Hyojee's not letting go). She knew them already. That's a good start. She wasn't what he expected (like what he previously had thought earlier today), but it was more than okay, truth be told.