Living with BTS | J.H.S {Completed}

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~Kyung-Mi POV~

I wake up to Luca and Kika barking at my alarm. I shut it off and slowly sit up as I try to start up my brain to work properly. I get out of bed and head downstairs to find the place a mess. I head back upstairs to wake the guys up.

"Wakey wakey! We have cleaning to do! You guys made a mess while I was gone!" I shout down the corridor. Slowly everyone comes out of their rooms, hair messes and half-lidded eyes are all I see popping out of the rooms.

"How do you know it was us? What if it was Luca and Kika?" A sleep deprived Jin asks.

"I close my door before bed. They can't even reach the door knob. Besides this isn't a mess two small dogs could make. " I cross my arms. "Come see for yourself. This is one of you for sure."

I lead them all downstairs and watch them become awoken by the shock that suddenly began coursing through their veins.

"Woah... Definitely wasn't Luca and Kika..." Jungkook walks around staring at the couch cushions on the floor, drawers in the kitchen that are open, small items that were on the floor, everything not being where it was meant to be as if the room had been turned upside down.

"Uhh Kyung-Mi, not sure if this is you staying positive or not but.... This is a mess a person made that isn't any of us." Namjoon tells me.

"What are you suggesting?" I ask puzzled.

"Hey guys! Come look what I found!" We hear Taehyung shout from the kitchen. We all head to him and find the biggest mess out of the whole house.

"Hey is that my RJ plushie?" Jin points out.

"My pillow!" Taehyung picks up his pillow.

"Uh, Taehyung we might have to get you a new one." Jungkook walks over to him and grabs the pillow to put it back on the floor. Everyone else then finds something that belongs to themselves, whether it be clothing, sleeping essentials, or any other personal belongings. I'm even able to find one of my blankets, that probably shouldn't belong to me anymore.

"Someone slept here with our stuff." Hoseok comes to the conclusion. "Judging by the open window, seems like they left in a rush."

"But this doesn't make sense, we would've heard Luca and Kika barking." Yoongi reminds everyone. "They even bark and me, and I live here."

"They were in my room playing while I was in bed." Hoseok says. " At least until Kyung-Mi got home. They ran downstairs when they heard the door open."

"Oh right! Kyung-Mi got home late! Did you see anything?" Jimin asks.

"I heard sounds from the kitchen. But I thought it was just Luca and Kika." I admit.

"So you were within a 50 foot radius of that thing?!" Jimin bursted at the thought.

"Jimin, people are human too." Yoongi said.

"But that person wasn't supposed to be here! What if they heard her?" Jimin said thinking the worst.

"But they didn't, and she's fine." Jin crossed his arms. "Now somebody close that window and let's clean all this up."

•-•

After cleaning we all kind of just left that stuff in a pile, not knowing what to do with it. We didn't really want to use, hug, wear, or cover ourselves with something a sasaeng had used to make themselves comfortable in our home. Knowing how crazy sasaengs can be, hell knows what they had done with it.

We were all just sitting on the couch discussing what to do now. I only listened since this is a first for me. Not the stalker part, since obviously I've gone through worse, but the trespassing part. We had to stop when suddenly all of our phones began ringing at once. All except Namjoon and Jin's.

"Taehyung why is your ringtone baby shark?" Someone asks among the multiple ringing phones, all playing different songs at once.

"Guys you should go answer those." Namjoon says. We quickly go to separate areas of the house to answer our phones in privacy. I wasn't able to see other caller IDs but mine was my manager.

"Hello manager-nim." I say politely into the phone.

"Kyung-Mi, is it true you're in a relationship with J-Hope?" She says suddenly. My heart drops.

The sasaeng.... They didn't.... Did they..?

I'm unsure of what to say, it's still so early on in my career, not even been a year.

"Kyung-Mi, if it's true I need you to tell me. You are still a rookie and is too early for you to get into such scandals like this. You're not in trouble, I promise. I just want to make sure I take the proper precautions." She says. I decide to trust her and practically make my fate rest in her hands.

"It's... true.... " I say it as a slight whisper to the phone, as if there were millions of people surrounding that could hear.

"Okay, thank you for being honest. Meet with me at 4:00 in my office. Today." She says in her soft but demanding voice before hanging up.

I might've just fucked up my whole career...

I gather my thoughts for a moment before going back to the living room where Jin and Namjoon were talking.

"What was it about? Isn't today supposed to be your day off before promotions?" Namjoon asked me.

"It'll be helpful since you're flying over seas." Jin adds.

"Well...." I'm cut off mid-semtence.

"That doesn't sound good at all." Jin assumes. "That pause scares me."

"Yea... " I say rubbing the back of my neck and looking at the ground.

As Hoseok enters the room, it's as if you could feel the tension that entered with him.

"Hey Hoseok, what was your call about?" Namjoon asks.

"Ehh... " He glances at me before looking down.

"God this really can't be good. Too much pausing." Jin claims. "I'm scared for when the other guys come in."

As if on cue, all 4 of the remaining people entered the room.

"Okay now can we know what those were about? We've been waiting since Kyung-Mi entered." Namjoon asks.

"Dating scandal..." We all since at once. The room immediately went silent.

"Wait.... Kyung-Mi? Hoseok? How are you guys in relationships? And since when?" Yoongi speaks up after a while in silence.

"Uhm... " He glances at me and I give a slight but noticeable nod.

".... It's more like one relationship.... "

Jimin's head shoots up at those words.

"Say what now?" He looks back and forth from Hoseok to me and vice versa. Hoseok looks around whistling while I let out a nervous laugh.