⚠️Incomplete, terrible writing, and on haitus while I finish Phantoms ⚠️
Choi Remi was the only student in her school bold enough to partake in a funded exchange program, with a sister-school in South Korea. But when she finally made it over, she be...
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Remi and Yoongi wandered into the airport side by side, where one platform in particular, had supplied the two with dozens of bodyguards to surround them.
Throughout the entirety of the airport, there had been boundaries set up as to not let the fans touch Yoongi, while he walked through them. Beyond the restraints, were hundreds of Min Yoongi's screaming fans, taking photos with flash, trying to shove their notepads into his hands, or trying to get a selfie with him.
"You should hide," Yoongi said to her, taking off his huge press-coat and swinging it over the girl's shoulders, "Use this."
He pulled out a face mask to protect and secure her personal identity, and she put her beanie back on. Sure, his long coat dragged along the floor when she wore it, but he didn't mind. He had more at home, and her secrets were important.
The fans would rip her apart if they figured out who she was.
He helped her put her huge backpack over her shoulders, and cross her arms, looking expressively tiny in the huge jacket.
Yoongi wrapped one hand around her, pulling her into his chest, and using his other arm to hide her face, "Let's get outside to your bus. Try not to look up."
Yoongi's guards surround the two, while they make their way through the fans. He tried to smile or wave at his loving fans as they passed, to show them that he was appreciative of them, and held little finger hearts up to them.
Hiding Remi's head was proved fairly easy, because she fitted so perfectly in his arms, that he could hide her.
There was, however, one fan who managed to get a zoomed-in close up on Remi's button nose and long eyelashes, just from behind her glasses, under her beanie, and beneath Yoongi's bicep. The pink colour of her hair was also captured in multiple photos, but nothing was significant enough to identify her. She wasn't asian, so all the conspiracies about her being another idol were down the drain.
Remi couldn't see anything, but Yoongi could, and he was guiding her.
A few rushed, blind, and increasingly intense minutes later, and they finally made it to a secluded courtyard, where Remi's bus was expected arrival.
"We're here," Yoongi yelled over the screaming fans that were trying to budge past security to come and meet their idol, "When is your bus arriving? Shall I wait with you?"
Remi's head finally pulled into the light, and she squinted her eyes shut before she spotted her red taxi bus driving out of the pavemented driveway.
"No!" she shouts, quickly pushing away from Yoongi and sprinting off in the direction of the bus at maximum speed.
Yoongi was impressed with how fast she could run, or how quickly she gained that much tempo.
One of the guards—who had been allocated collecting Yoongi and Remi's bags and suitcases, jogged after Remi, dragging them bags behind him.
