8th Member - BTS Fanfiction {COMPLETE}

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I quickly get dressed into something comfortable and play on my phone for the time being. My thoughts begin to race.

What did I ever do wrong to Mona? I'm successful and she doesn't like it, I don't contact her and she doesn't like it, I contact her and she doesn't like it.

My eyes water. I thought I'd be good enough for someone. I thought I could make someone, anyone proud for making it into this company. No one. No one cares. I'm alone. It's better this way anyways.

DING DONG

I wipe my tears and put on my grey mask before opening the door. "Hey. You look pretty." "Thanks. You look good as well." I move myself to walk pass him but he grabs my hand, gently and not forceful. He looks more deeply into my face but I don't look away.

"You were crying." Namjoon's concerned state only causes me to look at my watch and back at him. "We're going to be late." He peels my mask down then fixes it. "You were crying before I got here. Your lips are pouty."

"I know." "Why? I'd think you would be happy about becoming apart of bighit." I remove my mask and shut the door to my apartment. "Not everyone cares or supports others success but that's the basics right?" Namjoon let's my hand go and opens the car door for me.

"I don't know who doesn't support you right now but I do." Namjoon smiles. "Thanks." I stare out the window with my hands in my pockets.

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We enter the elevator together and go inside the dance studio. "She made it."  Taehyung smiles and waves at me. "Hi."  I wave back. The TXT boys are here as well. Mr. Bang comes inside and I bow along with the others. "Hello everyone. I'd like you to meet you new member to BigHit Entertainment, Min Y/n." Bang PD proudly introduces me to the others.

I want to go home..there's too many people.

"Treat her nicely. I'll see myself out." And with that he leaves. "I've got questions." Jimin smiles brightly. "Are they serious questions or something to interrogate?"

"N-No. I was going to ask are you girly or not?" Jimin asks with pouty lips. "I'm not a girly girl at all." I smile to see his smile again. "Jungkook you owe me 5 bucks. I made her smile first."  I feel myself warming up to their personalities but yet I remain the way I am, resistant.

We talk, dance, and play various of games. "Okay truth or dare, Soobin?" Jungkook smiles like a cute bunny. "Truth." Soobin smiles shyly. "Is true you fell out of the bed your first concert night?" Jungkook asks in a teasing tone. "No, I was kicked off." They all laugh and make jokes of the situation.

The game continues until it's down to me. "Y/n truth or dare?" Hoseok asks. "Dare." I start to feel nervous but I refuse to show it. "I dare you to squeeze Yoongi around the waist." I shrug but really on the inside my mind races.

Physical contact with one of the members let alone anyone? I want to die right about now.

I wrap my arms around Yoongi and gently squeeze Yoongi for a few seconds. "That's as hard as you got?" Yoongi teases with a smile on his face. "I was being nice." I sit back down and the others cooed. "I bet she has a stronger grip." Heungingkai chuckles.

"Truth or dare, Yoongi?" I keep my eyes on Yoongi. "Truth."

I wish someone would notice me in this mental state but I'm playing this mask so well how could they?

"Is it true you are good with instruments?" "Yes that's true. Too easy." Yoongi smiles and asks the next person truth or dare. I kind of drift off to space in my thoughts. My eyes wonder around the room. "Y/n." Yoongi whispers in my ear while the others pay no attention.

"Follow me to my office. I think we should talk." I follow behind him. "You guys leaving us already?" Jin pouts cutely and I smile a little. "No, I was just going to talk to Y/n about some important things while we're here." They others nod and dismiss us.

I walk in and follow behind him. "You can have a seat." Yoongi offers but I decline it. "I'm fine." I keep my hands in my pocket and a little less eye contact. "You seem a little bit uncomfortable. That's why I asked you to have a seat." Yoongi sits so I do as well.

"You're very cold and less happy. Did something happen before Namjoon picked you up?" I sigh and start to feel anxious. "No." My eyes stay on Yoongi's no matter how hard it is for me. "I see it in your eyes. We are very similar and I see a lot of my old self in you. You can trust me." Yoongi gives trusting words and I agree to everything he says.

"I-It's fine alright?" Fuck. "You stuttered." He raises his eyebrow while keeping a strong gaze on me. I look away not being able to handle it anymore. A few moments pass and I give in. "Fine." I keep my eyes in my lap.

"After I came home from wandering around for a bit, I called my friend to tell her the news. She didn't care. She more hated the fact that I called and made it aware." I don't even lift my head. "She's not a good friend. Y/n do you know what it's like to have people truly care for you as a friend or in any type of relationship?" Yoongi lifts my chin but I only move his hand away.

"N-No." Trying everything in me to stuff my tears down but I almost break when I answer. "Growing up in Daegu we're usually self taught to toughen up. You don't have to keep this wall up anymore. Come here." Yoongi grabs my hand and pulls in for a hug.

I let my tears flow while hugging Yoongi. "You're not alone anymore."

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