Days Thereafter

We stare at each other for a moment before he clears his throat.

“Hi, I’m Jeon Jungkook, do you know Korean?”he asks.

“Yes” I say, switching over. His english must not be too good.

“...and your name is?”he asks.

“Sorry, my name is ________”

“Do you mind me asking how old you are?”

I was a little surprised that was his first question about me, but I guess it made sense so he knew how to address me.

“Umm, Korean age, I’m 19.” I say a little hesitant.

This guy was definitely cute, even in plain jeans and a white tee.

“Oh, you’re a noona, I’m only 18.”

“Oh” I say a little regrettably. This kid is jailbait, better suck it up and face reality.

“What are coming to Korea for?”

“I’m coming for college, I’m studying Biology at Yonsei University.”

“Ah, really? My hyung studies there too! He’s in acting though.”

“Maybe we’ll run into each other then.”I smile at him.

He was definitely a cutie pie. We talked almost the whole way there. He was at the states visiting his mentors in L.A. He talks about this groups he’s in called BTS or Bang Tan Sonyeondan, which translates to Bulletproof Boyscouts. I laugh a little and he just smiles at me.

Eventually we both fall asleep. I awake with a pain in my neck, I can barely even lift it up properly. I notice Jungkook slumped over too. I take this opportunity to really look at him. He kinda looks like a bunny. The intercom suddenly comes on, scaring me senseless.

“We will be landing at Incheon International Airport in 10 minutes. I hope you enjoyed your flight with Korean Air.”

Jungkook looks up at me and smiles.

“It was nice getting to know you ___________-ssi” he says still half asleep.

“ It was nice getting to know you too.”

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The rest of your day is uneventful. You arrive at the homestay and are greeted warmly by the Kim family. They seem nice, and have three boys of their own, Daehyun, Baekhyun, and Taehyung. Two are in college and one is already working.

I sit and watch t.v. after Mrs. Kim’s delicious dinner, Baekhyun goes out and Taehyung strolls in and sits next to me on the couch.

“Hi, my name is Taehyung, but you can call me V oppa!” He smiles so big I can’t see his eyes anymore.

“How about just V for right now?” I ask

“Ani, you have to think of me like an older brother now that you’re here, got it?”

“Okay, V oppa…” It sounds so weird coming out of my mouth.

He puts his arm over my shoulder, making me feel uncomfortable and blush hard.

“Awww, you’re cute!” he says and pats my head.

At that moment a loud group of guys walks through the front door.

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