Jin didn't see his wife in person, for way too many years. Almost 7 years.
Count them, Seven years. Thats a year for each member.
Rachel was a good wife, kept in long distance contact with him - contact that took almost two years to even begin; and she had formed a very small life out in North Hollywood, California.
She basically abandoned her own family, and the other Kim's adopted her right in. Mr. Kim always had a sweet spot for Rachel, she was a sweet girl. Jin knew this. Rachel never told her parents.
In the beginning, they rarely talked. Jin was in training for years and it was honestly hard to keep in touch. Same in the beginning of debut - he was far too busy. She did her job and waited for his return and kept up the house for his imminent return still years away. Some days she would pretend he was at military; some days she'd pretend he was a secret agent on an undercover mission. Too much American TV. She picked up on English quickly, made a few close friends.
Once the messages began exchanging, which grew into texting every few days – Jin was enjoying the slight changes at work, giving him more free time to do as he pleased.
Every few days of texting eventually turned into every few hours. They were preparing for an American tour, and Jin was excited yet petrified to tell his wife he would be visiting the US on tour. He wanted to see her. She wanted to see him.
He decided video chat would be better, they rarely video chatted, and this was a special occasion. Or so he figured.
"So I have some news." He said, rubbing his neck slightly. "It's not bad." He laughed when he noticed Rachel's worried look.
"Are you pregnant Jin?" She asked jokingly, but he tried to hide his smile. Her lame jokes, his lame jokes – he had to look down and away from the camera to hide his grin because he knew she was made for him.
"Are you calling me fat?" He retorted back, and she cackled loudly, throwing her head back.
"You're funny." She laughed.
"Okay so Bangtan is coming to America!" He said quietly, glancing at the door out of habit. He was already on a call that could get him in trouble – if they found out who she was he could get fired. She gasped excitedly.
"To Hollywood?" She gasped again.
"Well, we go to Los Angeles, is that close to Hollywood?" He whispered again, leaning in close to his laptop. Jin backed up to get a better whole view of the screen when he saw a smile he didn't know how much he had missed her.
"Yes Jin, it's close." She laughed.
"Well I don't know." He whispered angry and frustrated now. "I don't think I can leave so you would have to come to the hotel." He said, looking at the camera at the end.
Rachel broke the silent stare between the two and agreed.
"Just tell me when." She smiled. "Ill bring your favorite."
"Oh...." He groaned while thinking and named off the first delicious thing that came to his mind. He didn't know why, but she again smiled and accepted.
"So when are you coming? Does this mean I'm coming home? What happens now?" The questions started rattling out of her mouth.
"We start the tour the US in May." He simply said. "No clue about the others." He said. He wasn't looking at her on the screen and that bothered Rachel.
Did he not care? What?
Since he lived in the condo with the band; she understood his reasoning for her not coming home. She would be a distraction and that is the absolute last thing she wanted to be. She wanted to support. Not distract.
"Okay well I will come in May and you think about it okay?" She asked, folding her hands together pleading at him.
"Got it." He winked. "Also, side note." He said, taking multiple glances at the door before speaking. "My wife looks very pretty this evening." He grinned at himself, satisfied with his horrible flirting and stared at his wife. Rachel grinned, blushing slightly.
"Oh this old thing?" She attempted in her best southern English accent, and he laughed in response. "My husband looks very pretty these days too." She responded with a shy smile. Jin crinkled his nose as they had a cute moment. Rachel changed her face and gasped.
"Is that Jungkook?" She questioned with a finger at the camera – and Jin's worried panic sent his head flying. Rachel's laughter was the last thing Jin heard before she turned off her camera.
There was no Jungkook.
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The 7th Year | Kim SeokJin
FanfictionThis is in response to all the KDRAMAs i have been watching. So I apologize. I wanted to write an arranged marriage AU- so this is it with a slight twist. This is a BTS fan fiction and I'm not a good writer so hopefully someone will actually read th...