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March 29th, 2017:
In the morning I had gotten a big talking to from the security team. They ran through all the appropriate times to scream like I did and that since it was me, they were already more on high alert. They were insistent I not do it again because they didn't want to get desensitised to me screaming for help. I apologised profusely and promised it wouldn't happen again. All the boys found it very comical. I knew I wouldn't be able to live this down any time soon. Jungkook and Yoongi hadn't even heard because Jungkook was fast asleep and Yoongi had been recording with his headphones on, but Jungkook was probably the one teasing me the most. Never in my wildest dreams had I thought a spider would have caused such a large reaction, but oddly, I was happy to see how protected I was, even from something as small as that large spider had been.
Currently, the stylists were going through a few options we could use to cover up the large bruise on my knee. It had turned a very dark shade of purple and didn't look good at all.
"We could try makeup," one suggests.
"No, it'll have to be reapplied constantly, and putting makeup on a knee will be hard," another sighed.
"What about fishnet stockings?" a third one says looking at my outfits.
"Or... I don't know... what about pants?" I say as if this was obvious.
"I think tights will work," the head stylist nodded, ignoring my comment, "we'll have to go get some, Miyoung, come with me to get some".
I sighed, feeling my attendance at this meeting had been useless, and went to go see the boys in the lounge.
"Ya! It's chocolate!" Seokjin shouted, looking inside his instant ramen, "I thought it was mushrooms".
Jungkook, Hoseok, and Taehyung were laughing.
"Hey, Y/N, want some ramen?" Seokjin says smiling widely when he spots me at the door.
"I don't think so," I chuckle, "I already heard there's chocolate in it".
"Dang it," he says, looking at his ramen sadly.
"I dare you to finish it," I grin, sitting down in the armchair next to him.
"I dare you to," he shoots back.
"I don't like the spicy ones," I counter-smiling.
"Urgh, you maknaes," he groans, standing up to go make himself another cup.
"Can you bring me a coke," I call to him.
"No, you get it yourself," he shoots back, but when he had finished with his ramen, he came over with a coke.
"Thanks," I smile widely.
"Yeah, you better be," he huffs, sitting down, "the things I do for you," he shakes his head making us all laugh.
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BTS Eighth Member | The Life: Year 2017
FanfictionThis is year 2017 of my slow-burn, detailed story of Y/N as the eighth member of BTS. The story is as realistic as possible which means it sticks to dates as well as social and idol "norms". This is not snapshots or short imagines, it does have a t...
