#20 Jinnie Oppa

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by waifusspit

by waifusspit

Jin's Route

"Oh OK, if I can😊. Anything to help my yeodongsang."

"Can we walk down to the convenience store? I need to get a few things." It wasn't entirely true, but I was willing to do anything for the satisfaction of simply being able to look at this man. Woah, that sounded creepy. Am I creepy? I don't wanna come off as creepy? What if he thinks im-

"Yeah sure, I just want to make sure you get home safely...or else bangtan will lose their lady." Lady? What does he mean? A look of confusion spread across my meek features.

"Haven't you seen their twitter pages? They've all been posting things about one mysterious girl, or 'the lady of bangtan' as society has labelled you." I shook my head. We arrive at the convenience store. I notice many more people staring. Not just at Mr Worldwide Handsome over here, but at me. Oh the cons of not having twitter. These boys are so down to earth. Sometimes I forget that they're world-famous. Now I'm thinking about it, that's probably the reason that half the girls -and boys- have been staring at us. Something pings in my brain; a game-changing epiphany. These boys have fans. And not just four or five, they come by the millions. And there is always a toxic side to a fan-base. I'm not safe. Shit.

"Jin c'mon, let's go." I grabbed his muscular wrist and led him out of the store.

"But (y/n), didn't you need to-"

"Jin it's fine. I just wanna go home." I flip up my hoodie to cover a majority of my head., and stuff my hands in my pockets. Jin followed close behind, his white t-shirt whipping against the evening wind. My apartment building was in sight. A hand grabbed my shoulder, Jin. I turned around. His dark hair was now a mess, as a result of my desire to get home in a rather quick manner. I wanted to avoid being approached by any fans. I stared up into his eyes. He was concerned. He didn't have to be.

"(y/n)," His lips stayed slightly parted.

"Jin I'm sorry, but I'm really scared and confused and I just want to get home. I also need to use your phone to see these tweets. So can we please-"

"I understand (y/n). But really, no one's going to hurt you. I wouldn't let that happen." That was sweet of him, but I'm not worried about getting physically hurt. I'm worried about being emotionally hurt. I know what idol culture is like. I know it can be brutal. Especially if you 'steal' someone's oppa. I couldn't even fathom the hatred I'd be getting. Yeah it was probably all cute and "who's BTS's mystery girl" but when they find out it's me, the whole concept will change. I can't let that happen. We keep walking but this time, at a slower pace, so we can watch the sun set and watch the leaves fall from trees. When we arrive at my apartment, he takes out his phone to show me the tweets

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SUGA
@agu_std
Thanks for returning my wallet, hope to see you again soon, my mystery.

Hobi
@yourhope
I dream about her every day. Did I save her or did she save me

Jimin
@jiminiepabo
Scent? Hair? Eyes? Perfect.
Dimples? Cheeks? Smile? Perfect.
Nature? expression? Style? Exquisite.

Taehyung
@therealV
Please eat well m'lady. You saved my kelp.

Jungkook
@justyourkookie
My hyungs have a crushㅋㅋㅋ but so do I... ㅎ-ㅎ I want to call you again. Plz answer.

Jin
@thatsmyoppa
My hyungs istg.... They won't stop.

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I looked up from his phone. Did these boys really like me that much? I handed his phone back in utter shock. Was it even possible? Things were starting to get out of hand. The comments had ranged from being supportive, to saying that 'this bitch' would ruin BTS. Jin broke the silence with a disappointing statement.

"Well, I'd better get going, it's almost 8pm and our bedtime is at 10pm." He ruffled my hair. I hugged him, hoping for him to hug back. He did. I was suddenly engulfed in warmth.

"Okay Jin. I suppose I should get some sleep too..." As soon as I saw Jin out, I sat onto my bed. I buried my head in my hands. It was time. Time for my outdated self to get a twitter account. And maybe, just maybe meet some fans. An evil smirk spread across my face. This would be fun... Fun for tomorrow, anyway. I felt dead, so drained. So I did what any responsible adult would do. Stayed in bed.

A/N

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