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Life With BTS (Chapter 1, Option 2: Head To RM’s Dorm)

The queue in front of her was getting shorter and shorter. While queuing, she was contemplating on the two options of whether she should check in to the hotel first or just straight off head to find her brother. In the end, she decided to choose the latter option.

The amount of nervousness and yet excitement could not stop her from straight away finding her brother in his dorm, After all, it was such a long time since both siblings had met, her brother was busy in Korea training hard as a trainee so he can debut and achieve his lifelong dream, while she continued to stay in New Zealand with their parents, so that she can graduate from her high school.

In no time, she was the next in line and an orange taxi pulled over in front of her. She took off her backpack after opening the rear door, getting in.

“Hello Uncle, to this address please.” She spoke fluently to the taxi driver in her Korean as she showed the driver a piece of paper with her brother’s dorm address written on it before she buckled up her seat belt. The taxi soon drove off, and she looked at the scenery outside the glass pane, the sky was cloudy, and with the temperature outside being less than 20°C, it was a cooling day to arrive in the country.

She press the side button on her phone, the screen lit up and it showed a picture of her and her brother as her lock screen wallpaper. She wanted to message him the news that she was in Korea, but that would have ruin the surprise she had planned out from the start.

Not even her parents persuading her to stay could have stopped her from visiting her brother, that’s how close the both of them are. She checked her wallet to make sure she had everything in check. Identification card of Kim Moonbyul, some cash, her credit cards, everything was there.

As the taxi ride went on, she remembered on the memories when they were just mere young kids, one memory that stood out was when she had come home running from school with tears in her eyes. Heartbroken and shocked, her brother pulled her into a tight and warm hug, upset and mad that someone had made his dear little sister cry.

“What’s wrong Moonie-ah? Did someone bully you in school?” Her brother, whom she had affectionately call Joonie Oppa, held her and asked in the sweet yet protective tone he had always use when talking to her. Looking at him with tears in her eyes and light sniffles, she nodded her head.

“T-The boys in my class were meanies. They took Bunny away from me at the playground during play time and I tried to get her back. But they throw her onto the ground and pushed me, I got a boo boo.” To prove her point, she held her bunny rabbit plush which was soiled with dirt and point to the red scrap on her knees and right elbow.

That was the first time she had ever seen him gotten so angry at anyone. He took out the first aid kit and gently applied the ointment to her scraped wounds, so as to disinfect it before placing band aids on each scrap and making it better with kisses on the band aids.

After that, he carried her back to school, hugging him tightly with occasional light sniffles. The boys who had pushed her were still in the school playground, waiting for their parents to pick them up. Letting out a huff, her brother placed her down on the side bench before angrily storming over to the three boys that had bullied her.

“Yah! How can you bully a young girl? If you want to bully her, get past me first. Don’t ever bully my sister ever again, you got it?” He scolded them in an angry tone that makes volcanos erupt any moment.

The three boys, no courage to stand up to another who was far taller than any of them, could only nod their heads at his order before running away.  

On the side bench, the little girl beamed with pride and happiness, proud of her Oppa who had fend off the bullies for her. She hugged the still soiled bunny rabbit plush in her arms and smiled, telling it softly, “Bunny, we are lucky that we have Joonie Oppa with us. No one can ever bully us again.”

That was the ending of her memory, a soft smile appearing at her lips. Then she remembered a slightly sadder memory. Few years later, her brother had mentioned that he wanted to be an idol in Korea, auditioning and hoping to achieve his dreams. Being such supportive parents like they always were, their parents had no objections to it, happy that he was realising his dream.

Soon, few days later, her brother flew off to Korea, training hard to make his dreams come true.

The memories soon stopped there. About an hour, the taxi pulled over again in front of the building that she had told him to. Paying the fare, she got out after thanking the driver, looking at the building.

Pushing the door, Moonbyul went into the building, pressing the elevator button and waited for the elevator to reach the lift lobby. Ding. Ground floor.

The lift doors opened and the girl with her luggage walked in, pressing the floor number 7. She was too excited, she was going to meet her brother in basically about a couple of minutes. The number display keeps getting higher and higher, and soon, she reached.

She got out and walked to the unit number she had written down on the piece of paper she was holding on to. The apartment wasn’t that far from the lift and she stood in front of the unit.

This is it, she thought to herself. Oppa’s dorm. No doubt it would be messy inside, she figured, considering that he was living with six other males. Heaving a huge gush of breath, she pressed the doorbell, hearing the chime ringing across the apartment.

Just then, she got shocked when a voice suddenly spoke, loud and clear, to her. “Nuguyeyo?” The voice asked. As far as she knows, this voice does not belong to her brother at all, it must have been one of the other members.

“Uhm, Kim Moonbyul imnida. I’m looking for my brother Namjoon.” She spoke back, not sure how the person at the other side can hear her. But soon enough, she heard the door unlocking and came face-to-face with a guy. She looked at the guy and slowly studied his face, the male having a full bright on smile on his face all the time that she felt nearly creep out by it.

“Come on in, and we’ll talk more. It’s cold outside,” he said and let her come in. She went in and made sure to close the door after her, heading to sit on the couch, pulling the luggage and letting it stop at the side of the couch.

Meanwhile, the guy headed to the kitchen and got her a glass of water, handing it to her with a soft smile. “Thank you.” She said politely and took a sip of water, the guy taking a seat across her.

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Life With BTS (Chapter 1, Option 1: Check In Hotel)

The queue in front of her was getting shorter and shorter. In no time, she was the next in line and an orange taxi pulled over in front of her. She took off her backpack after opening the rear door, getting in.

“Hello Uncle, to the Harbour Park Hotel please.” She spoke fluently to the taxi driver in her Korean as she buckled up her seat belt. The taxi soon drove off, and she looked at the scenery outside the glass pane, the sky was cloudy, and with the temperature outside being less than 20°C, it was a cooling day to arrive in the country.

She press the side button on her phone, the screen lit up and it showed a picture of her and her brother as her lock screen wallpaper. She wanted to message him the news that she was in Korea, but that would have ruin the surprise she had planned out from the start. Not even her parents persuading her to stay could have stopped her from visiting her brother, that’s how close the both of them are.

In about half an hour, the taxi pulled to a halt at the drop off area of the hotel. Paying the fare, the girl thanked the driver before she got out with her backpack, looking at the hotel. She pushed the door and got in, hearing some sort of classical music as well as seeing chandeliers decorated the ceiling of the hotel lobby, making it seem to be very fancy.

She proceeded to the reception desk, and quite quickly, she was able to get the card keys that access to her room. Heading to the lift, she press the number six, the floor that her assigned room was located. So far, she really liked the place.  

Ding. The doors opened and she walked out of the lift, looking at her card key for her room number before turning right. Her room was one of the rooms that were in the middle, although it was a tad bit nearer to the right end of hallway, where the window was overlooking the hotel’s pool, which contains some dinosaur animatronics spurting out water from their mouths as their heads and tails moved.

Remembering what her mother had said about knocking a hotel room’s door before opening it, she abided by it and stood in front of the door of her assigned room. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door and waited for a moment before tapping the card key against the door lock handle. Beep. The light on the door turned from red to green and she pushed the door handle.

She let out a huge gasp at how spacious and pretty the room is. It was almost like a suite room, fully furnished with a medium-sized flat screen television mounted on the wall, a king sized bed occupied the middle of the room, two bedside tables stood at each side of the bed along with a huge wardrobe for her to put her clothes in, a dresser at the left side of where the television was, and on the right, was a table of food as well as a kettle. It was almost like she was back at home.

What she felt was truly amazing was that the room was dimmed by not only the many orange lights in the ceiling, but also because the curtains which had a nice brown shade were closed. Settling down her backpack on the bed along the bed and kicked her shoes at the empty space beside the television counter, she made her way to the curtains, drawing them open and she inhaled the sight beyond the glass window.

Heaving a sigh of contentment, she got out a more comfortable set of clothing, comprising of a V-neck white t-shirt along with a pair of light blue skinny jeans and a pair of black high cut converse shoes. This was lastly followed by a big and warm white thick jacket to protect her from the cold.

The girl tied her hair up in a high ponytail, packing the essentials such as her wallet, hand phone and her earpiece into her small little bag, before coming out of her hotel room, safely keeping the card key inside her wallet.

Taking the lift down to the lift lobby, she headed out to the cold and snowy weather on the streets. Plugging the jack of her earpiece into her phone before playing the music on her playlist, the earbuds placed into the respective ears.

Waiting at the hotel lobby’s taxi stand, the girl stood in line, and made sure that she had everything in her wallet. Identification card of Kim Moonbyul, some cash, her credit cards, everything was there. A taxi soon pulled over at the line and she got in, telling the address of the dorm that her brother had given her, just in case she had wanted to find him when she is in Korea.

The taxi soon took off and drove on the express highway. All this while, she was listening to the songs in her playlist, before about an hour, the taxi pulled over again in front of the building that she had told him to. Paying the fare, she got out after thanking the driver, looking at the building.

Pushing the door, Moonbyul went into the building, pressing the elevator button and waited for the elevator to reach the lift lobby.

Ding. Ground floor.

The lift doors opened and the girl walked in, pressing the floor number 7. She was too excited, she was going to meet her brother in basically about a couple of minutes. The number display keeps getting higher and higher, and soon, she reached.

She got out and walked to the unit number she had written down on the piece of paper she was holding on to. The apartment wasn’t that far from the lift and she stood in front of the unit.

This is it, she thought to herself. Oppa’s dorm. No doubt it would be messy inside, she figured, considering that he was living with six other males. Heaving a huge gush of breath, she pressed the doorbell, hearing the chime ringing across the apartment.

Just then, she got shocked when a voice suddenly spoke, loud and clear, to her. “Nuguyeyo?” The voice asked. As far as she knows, this voice does not belong to her brother at all, it must have been one of the other members.

“Uhm, Kim Moonbyul imnida. I’m looking for my brother Namjoon.” She spoke back, not sure how the person at the other side can hear her. But soon enough, she heard the door unlocking and came face-to-face with a guy. She looked at the guy and slowly studied his face, the male having a full bright on smile on his face all the time that she felt nearly creep out by it.

“Come on in, and we’ll talk more. It’s cold outside,” he said and let her come in. She went in and made sure to close the door after her, heading to sit on the couch.

Meanwhile, the guy headed to the kitchen and got her a glass of water, handing it to her with a soft smile. “Thank you.” She said politely and took a sip of water, the guy taking a seat across her.

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Life With BTS (Chapter 1)

“Ladies and gentleman, welcome to Incheon Airport. The local time here is 4.20pm and the current temperature is 12°C. Please check around your seat for any personal belongings that you have brought on board and ensure that you have taken all of them. On behalf of the Air New Zealand Airlines and the crew, I’d like to thank you for joining us for this trip and we look forward to see you again in the near future. Have a great evening ahead.”

Sounds of belts unclicking, murmurings amongst the passengers and also, the groaning yawns and stretches of those passengers who were asleep can be heard. Followed by the sight of the passengers, hurriedly taking down their respective luggage from the overhead bins and then rushing to the entrance of the plane, wanting to quickly pass through the immigration so that they were able to make full use of their time in Korea.

However, one girl was in no rush at all. She looked at those passengers before letting out a tsk at seeing how hurried everyone was. She calmly stood up from her seat, taking her average size backpack from the overhead bin, seeing that the entrance was not crowded anymore before approaching to get off the plane.

“Thank you and see you again.” The flight attendant chirped happily and the girl let out a soft smile, waving goodbye to the lady as she took her steps on the flight of stairs to get off the plane. Unlike most of the passengers that had come to Korea for travelling, she had come here to find her older brother. The last she heard from her brother, was from a postcard that her brother had sent to her, saying how excited he was as he was about to debut in a boy group soon. She wondered how her brother would react when he saw his little sister in Korea to surprise him.

A sweet smile plastered onto her face as that thought stick into her mind, getting ready her passport to clear her immigration, she waited at the counter that has the shortest queue. Immigration was relatively quick, and soon, with her backpack on her back, she walked out of the arrival hall. Relatives of those passengers that were in the same flight with her were hugging those passengers, happy to be reunited with their family members. Others headed to the taxi stand immediately, so that they could quickly settle their things down at the hotels they booked.

Putting on her earpiece in her ears, she started playing that one song that was on the repeat for countless of times after the music video was released. Her brother look so cool in the music video for the song Dope, especially when the music video starts off with him looking intently into the camera. That’s right, her brother was none other than BTS’s leader Kim Nam Joon, also known as Rap Monster.

She gave a soft sigh and entered the queue waiting for a taxi. As she waited, she contemplated on whether she should drop her backpack off at her hotel first before heading to her brother’s dorm. Or if she should just straight away head down to his dorm and surprise him. The queue in front of her was getting shorter and shorter, and she has to make a decision quick.

Option 1: Head to the hotel first to check in [Read Option 1′s Post]

Option 2: Head to her brother’s dorm [Read Option 2′s Post]