Bangtan's Release || BTS x Reader

Welcome to Bangtan!

Two weeks after Na-Ri's interview came the time to finally meet the 7 boys. She was excited but her nervousness definitely took over. She was an awkward girl and didn't see the beauty others saw in herself. But Na-Ri was a stunning girl.

Of average height, she was neither thin, neither chubby; she was just fine the way she was, with curves in all the right places. She was definitely not the typical beauty by Korean standards, but she was a beauty nonetheless. She had long dark hair with a natural wave to it. The way it cascaded on her back made her look unreal at times. Her eyes were a deep rich brown in an almond shape. Her skin was olive, like her mother's. Her lips were full and looked like they were permanently bitten pink. Although her father was Korean, she didn't look it one bit.

She decided to dress casually and comfortably thinking "If I'm going to run errands, I better be comfortable doing so!". And off she was to BigHit's headquarters.

She arrived at the reception and was greeted warmly by a young lady who seemed to be expecting her. She printed off a "visitor" badge for Na-Ri and asked her to take the elevator to the 3rd floor and sit in the waiting area. After a short wait that felt like an eternity, she was greeted by Bang PD-nim in person once again. "Good morning Na-Ri and welcome to Bangtan!" "Thank you, sir!" she replied, bowing. "Let's go meet the guys!"

A lump formed in Na-Ri's throat. She felt like a camel who hadn't drunk water for a century. Over the last two weeks, she tried not to think too much about the fact that she was about to meet and work with the most popular K-Pop group of the moment, because it made her feel small and scared, but she remembered her mom who pleaded with her to live a little and try new things and "to do it scared".

So she followed Bang PD-nim toward the practice room determined to get over her fear. She was trying to focus on anything and everything that could get her mind off it like "How do they keep this floor so shiny? What's that paint colour's name? How many countries are there in South America? What's the meaning of life?" As she got closer to the practice room, music was blaring, and she could hear footsteps; dance steps to be precise. Strong, powerful dance steps. She was suddenly brought back to reality; the moment had finally come.