sister's substitute [taerose]

ch. 7: bts

[Chaeyoung]

Taehyung was supposed to take Jennie and I to the most famous K-Pop male group's house today. Knowing this was supposed to have me anticipating relaxation, enjoyment, and joy because I was finally going to get the chance to know the six boys Roseanne claimed were incredible individuals. 

But as Taehyung, Jennie, and I made our way to the door, all I felt was a great amount of weight on my shoulders.

I couldn't shake the information Jennie and I had found out earlier. It is possible that Roseanne would runaway with someone, but it just doesn't make sense because she had everything. 

What was the point of running away when she literally had the world wrapped around her finger? But I've asked that question a million times already and now my primary focus is on the possibility of someone abducting her. 

Like in this moment, was she being tortured?

A hand entirely enveloped mine, lightly squeezing my fingers and drawing my attention towards the hand. "Hey, are you alright?" 

I forced a bright smile on my face and shook my head, dismissively. I surprised myself, as my body seemed to have a mind of its own because I got up on my tippy toes to plant a kiss on Taehyung's jawline. "I'm alright, I'm just starving." I playfully pouted, as I jokingly rubbed my stomach.

In the background, Jennie let out a whistle. 

"You can ask Namjoon to make you some sushi?"

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. From what Roseanne has told me, Namjoon was the worst cook out of the seven BTS members and sushi is a bit difficult to make, especially if you're not good at chopping food with a knife. "Huh, can I really?"

Taehyung snorted, "He has been working on his cooking skills for some time now and it's somewhat edible now." 

I laughed, genuinely excited to finally meet the boys. I stepped back to stand next to Jennie, as Taehyung began to fiddle with the key. "It seems like you're getting better at this." Jennie gave me a teasing nudge. 

"At what?"

Her mouth formed a wide grin, as she wiggled her eyebrows at me. "You know, being Roseanne and dating Taehyung? Kissing his jaw, I see you, Chaeng, yummy." 

"Ew! Don't say yummy!" I laughed, lightly flicking her arm. 

In the front, I hear Taehyung let out a small curse, as he tried to properly insert the key into the hole of the door knob. "I just don't want to ruin their relationship because I'm-, I mean it will seem as though Roseanne is losing interest in him because of how scared I am to be affectionate with him, alright?"

She shrugged, not convinced with my explanation, as she adjusted her dark blue headband that was sitting prettily on her head. "All I'm trying to say is that you're getting better at acting like you're Roseanne.  But listen, Chaeyoung, he's not your boyfr-"

"I know that!" I defensively said, cutting her off. I began to bite my nails, suddenly feeling anxious. "I'm just trying not to ruin their relationship, okay? I'm not trying to steal her boyfriend-"

"Of course not. I know that's not your intention," she tried to assure me, a slight frown on her cherry red lips. "I'm just making sure you know."

The sound of the door swinging open grabbed our attention and a smile formed on my face, as I saw that it was Jimin at the door. 

He smiled back once he saw me and shifted his eyes to Taehyung with mock disapproval. "Typical."

"Jimin..." Taehyung let out a sigh, as he rubbed his face. "Just don't."