I totally forgot that I had talked with J-hope before I began the 'extra credit' excuse.
How the hell was I supposed to explain the sudden appearance of the other six boys?
"Um, yeah, well... my friend is the one in the dark blue jacket," I point to Jungkook, "and there's also a more official, underground rapper whose name is Kim Namjoon-ssi. He's the one in the black sweater."
I felt so short compared to all of these boys. I was only 5'5" for crying out loud! The shortest of the boys, Jimin, was a solid three inches taller than me.
"Do you want me to meet...both of them?" J-hope is still a little confused by the change of scenarios he was probably picturing before this.
"Honestly, I was thinking...I was wondering if you could meet all the boys. For example, Kim Seokjin, Jeon Jungkook, and Kim Taehyung are vocalists, though Jin and Taehyung are not official vocalists," I point to each one in turn. "Park Jimin is a dancer, the top in the Seoul Institute of the Arts in fact, and he sings a little. Jungkook dances at the institute as well. And I already mentioned how Kim Namjoon is an underground rapper."
I can see J-hope taking in all the information as he silently observes each young man present.
"Who do you want me to meet first, then?" J-hope asks.
"How about Jungkook-ssi?" I suggest, almost reaching out to tug J-hope towards Jungkook. I catch myself at the last minute before my hands brush his. "He dances, sings, and can rap. He was the original person I wanted you to meet."
"Sounds fine," J-hope nods willingly.
I lead him over to where Jungkook, Jimin, and Taehyung are laughing a little at something.
"Jungkook-ssi," I try to keep my voice steady as I use formalities with Jungkook in front of everyone. "This is J-ho-er, Jung Hoseok-ssi. He's an underground dancer with a group called NEURON and a rapper."
Jungkook pauses from the conversation with Jimin and Taehyung to turn to J-hope. The two of them bow a little at each other.
"Nice to meet you, Jeon Ssi," J-hope says politely. "I, uh, heard you rapped."
I see the flash of surprise across Jungkook's face and I shoot him a half warning, half pleading look.
"Yeah, I-I guess I do," he stutters a little as he gathers his composure. I can tell he's struggling to make sure he won't contradict something I said to J-hope and arise suspicions.
Too late though, J-hope looks pretty dang uncomfortable now that the conversation has quickly died between him and J-hope.
Luckily, Namjoon and Jin head over to join the maknae line, J-hope, and me.
"Thank you all for going out of your way and meeting with me," I say when everyone quiets down a bit. "Everyone, please go one at a time and say your name so everyone else knows who you are." I try to repress my blush for ordering a bunch of men years older than me.
They obey though without complaint thankfully.
"Jeon Jungkook," Jungkook begins, "though feel free to call me just Jungkook."
"Park Jimin, please just call me Jimin."
"Kim Taehyung, call me honestly whatever, though TaeTae is a common nickname for me."
"Kim Seokjin, Jin for short though."
"Jung Hoseok, you can just call me Hoseok though since it looks like everyone else is calling each other their given name."
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Stolen Reality ✓Fanfiction
What if Jungkook was never the 'Golden Maknae.' What if Jin was never the 'Third Guy From the Left.' What if BTS was never BTS. What if reality was rewritten. And it was all because of one girl. [Status]: Completed/ Editing [Award]: BTS Fanfiction A...