Different (BTS x Reader)

Chapter 3- Bangtan

"Wait here, (Y/N)-ie. I'll bring the boys."

Your uncle had taken you to what looked like a recording studio in the building. You were all alone in this room, which is fairly big. You turned toward the glass and looked inside the booth, before scanning over the various knobs on the table between you and the glass. Biting your lip, your fingers gently ran over the buttons, sometimes pushing the dials up before putting them back in their place.

"PD-nim, is it really important that we meet this person?" The one with the husky voice asked in annoyance.

"Yes, Yoongi. It'll be fine, she is very sweet and from America."

The male glanced at his boss, before continuing to walk down the narrow hall. He was curious, just like the rest of the boys in Bangtan -- maybe a little annoyed that they need to talk to someone new. Hoseok walked a little faster than the rest of them, almost trying to catch up with PD-nim.

"But why is she here?" Hoseok asked, curiosity obvious in his voice.

"She is my niece first of all," He glanced at his employee, "And second, she is new to Korea and I want her to make friends who would take time to understand her... Problem..."

"Problem?" Three of them inquired at the same time.

"She might be Korean, but she is not completely aware of our culture, our language. I trust you all, so I'm sure you will be able to help her and be a friend."

"But why did she move to Korea?" The curious V piped up, as he held onto Hoseok's shoulder to catch up with him easier.

"Education, work -- her mother said something about her determined to get back to her roots," Your uncle waved it off, since it wasn't unimportant

They soon reached the black door of the recording studio, and PD-nim pushed the handle down. The noise had alerted you, and you let go of the knobs, your hands immediately coming to your sides. Your eyes went over to the panel once more, hoping that everything was in order. You felt so nervous all of a sudden. You were facing the glass looking into the recorded area when the men walked in, almost startled.

"Everyone, this is my niece," Your uncle's voice echoed throughout the room.

You peaked from over your shoulder, before completely turning around. Your hands immediately clasped up just on your thighs, and you gave them an awkward smile.

"Hi," You started off with English.

A muffled scoff could be heard from the group in front of you. You cleared your throat and bowed deeply -- your mother had reminded you of this before you left. Your (H/C) hair cascaded down your shoulder (A/N: Disregard this if you have short hair), before you stood up straight.

"My name is (L/N) (F/N)," You glanced at PD-nim, and then at the males who were just looking at you. Did you have to say something else? "Nice to meet you... Um..."

Your uncle nodded, signaling you to go on.

"Hyungs.*"

That was when the group burst out into laughter, even your uncle was laughing. You blinked and a blush crawled over your face. You pushed your lips into a pout and sucked in a sharp breath of air to hold yourself back from saying anything rude to them.

"F**k me," You cursed silently when you realized your mistake.

I used the wrong damn formality...

"Oppa."

You looked up when the laughter died down and you heard a cheerful voice. Your eyes met with a tall, brown-haired male. He was still laughing slightly and there were murmurs from the band. Jimin and Jin's eyes were wide, astonished at who was standing in front of them. Jungkook, Namjoon and V were laughing their heads off. Yoongi was barely chuckling, since he was too tired to care.

"Ew," You cringed.

The room became dead silent at your reaction.

"Isn't that what you're fans call you... or your girlfriends?" You asked, furrowing your eyebrows.

More laughter erupted throughout the room. They realised they had their job cut out for them. You frowned and crossed your arms over your chest. This was annoying -- your uncle introduced you to immature teenage boys.

"No, you just call the males older than you 'Oppa'." The brunet male. J-Hope, explained.

"Ah."

You looked away, and rubbed your hand over your arm. The group was observing your every movement, your face, your hair. You were cute, almost seemed a little innocent. Jin was especially enjoying looking at your pink sweater.

"Why don't you guys introduce yourselves?" You cleared your throat.

You just wanted to get rid of the awkward silence. Hoseok nodded, and sat on one of the sofas, quietly observing you; your body, your features. A smile twitched on his face before he looked down.

"You don't know our names?" Jungkook piped up from the side -- he was trying to tell himself not to be shy.

You shook your head and raised an eyebrow. That sounded a little proud to you -- did they really think of themselves as someone who is famous enough for everyone to kow them?

"Well, I need to do work now. You are on good hands, (Y/N). I'll see you later," Your uncle quickly said.

He was already gone, and now you are stuck in a room with seven men. They quietly observe you. Jimin just blinked, disbelief in his eyes. That was the girl in Jin's picture. He looked at his hyung, realising that he was too aware of it. Jin's heart felt like it was caught in his throat, as he looked you up and down again. You definitely looke cuter in winter clothes.

"Namjoon, but people call me Rap Monster," He decided to start; he was the leader, after all.

"Jungkook"

"Taehyung... But people call me V."

"I'm Yoongi."

"I'm Hoseok, but they call me Hobi."

You chuckled at that, and tucked a few strands of hair behnd your ear. You already liked Hoseok, he seemed very open and fun. Actually, they all seemed like nice. Your eyes then trailed to the back of the group, from where two boys emerged. Your smile then fell and your lips parted.

"I... I know you guys."

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I'm glad you enjoy reading the story so far. (I think this chapter has mistakes, GAH. Forgive me)

*Hyung- Older brother (Used by males to other males; that's why they laughed)