The Definition Of Forever (Inked Hearts 1)

Nineteen

Diana first person pov:

I got the job! I couldn't believe it! I knew I must have screwed up at least five or six times but apparently they didn't notice or didn't care. Whatever the case, I got another email from them two days ago letting me know the good news.

My cousins flipped out when I showed them. Somehow me saying that I got the job translates to them that I'm now going to be best friends with bts, and they'll get to meet bts since they now have "connections", not to mention all the free concert tickets, Oh lucky me!

After going through a slightly stressful security session, I'm following this man around through the very twisty, confusing hallways and levels of the studio, which in my opinion is more like a labyrinth, when we finally stop at a door. There's no way I'm going to be able to find my way out of this place again.

The man knocks once before entering and gestures for me to follow. Inside I find a large room with a clean and polished wood floor, mirrors making up a full wall, two large couches pushed up facing each other, and seven boys sitting on them. Looking quite sweaty. They must have just been working out.

They start getting up and bowing to the man and then to me, and I bow back making my face form a small smile to hide how nervous I am. This man makes me uncomfortable, however now I start to relax. Weird.

I then look and bow to the boys in turn:

First, this must be Jimin. I may or may not know their names because I googled them. And my cousins have been grilling me with details about their lives, which I've immediately forgotten. Who was staring at me with a charmingly sweet smile.

Next, Jin I think. Who looks like he's trying his best not to spill a hot pot of coffee over a white rug, all the while looking handsome.

On to V no Taehyung, who looks like he's just seen a ghost.

Next, Yoongi who I met on the plane, and by the smile he's giving me I know he remembers me too.

Next I look at a guy who looks like he swallowed a firework, but in a good way? I'm pretty sure this is J-hope.

Then I look at Jungkook. He looks the most nervous out of all of them, but as soon as my gaze lands upon him he freezes and then relaxes out and smiles back.

Dang he's cute with that bunny smile!

Tearing my gaze off his beautiful face, I look to the last member of the group. Who smiles at me with his dimples. A beautiful tattoo of a lotus on his upper right arm.

"Jimin, Jin, Taehyung, Yoongi, Hoseok, Jungkook, and Namjoon, meet Diana Lee." The man says and steps back giving us space.

"Diana or Cho?" Yoongi asks in Korean with a smile and raised brows

"Ohh sorry," I say glancing down and then looking back up, "Diana is my real name but all my family here calls me Cho. Call me whatever you like."

"It's very nice to meet you." Namjoon says in English making me smile. "You can speak Korean, yes?"

"Umm not fluently, but yes." He nods and I can't help but feel that I've seen him before, they look so familiar. I'm probably just thinking of when my cousins showed me their pictures.

"Where are you from?" Tae asks.

"LA California. Have you been?"

"Ohh yes."

"So how well do you know us?" Jin asks me, smirking.

"I'm assuming you mean as a band," I say to which he nods and I continue, "Not very well, I don't really listen to much k-pop in America but all my cousins here have been making me watch your videos. You're quite talented."

"Ahh thank you, but so are you." Jimin says.

How would he know I'm talented? I wonder before it hits me, "You've seen my audition tape haven't you."

"Oh, um.."

"Yes. That's what he means." Namjoon cuts in making me question the action for a second before dismissing it.

"How do you do that thing where you roll around?" Hoseok asks me, making a rolling motion with his hands.

"Ohh it's not hard I can show you later." I say to which he smiles.

"Do you like Korea?" Jungkook asks, staring at me with those piercing eyes.

"Yes." I nod and laugh, "I can't get good Korean food in America."

They all smile and chuckle. "So you're here for a year, correct?" Yoongi asks me.

"That's the plan."

"Speaking of a plan, can we get to working?" someone says from behind me and I turn, and come face to face with a man: strong, healthy, fit, dark haired, kind smile, but not Asian. Not much older than me.

"Hello it's very nice to meet you." He says in perfect English. " My name's Jake, I'm one of the boys dance instructors and choreographers, but I am also trained in gymnastics and trapeze, I'll be working with you starting today."

"Hi, I'm Diana. It's nice to meet you too."

"I must say that I saw your audition tape, and you are very talented. I look forward to working with you."

"Ohh, thank you very much."

"You're from LA right?"

"That's correct."

"I grew up in San Diego."

"Oh great. I love it there." I say, relieved to have someone here who speaks English so well.

"If you're all ready we'll start now." He says in Korean.

And so it begins.

AN:
SHEESH!!!

They've finally properly met!!! YAY!!

Enter Jake!!

Ahh!! Ok, let's do this!!

-Leia 🥳