The staff showed up, per the boys request. I met them all one by one, three girls and two boys. The first guy came in, he looked as if he was in his mid twenties, and he was wearing a gold jumpsuit. He hugged me straight on. "Nice to meet you, Ara!" He squealed, and stood back for the girl behind him to say hi.
She came up and hugged me as well, and she looked like she was in her early thirties. She was really pretty, and her hair was died multiple colors. She looked so funky and cool. "Nice to meet you!" She said, and backed up for the next guy to come up. He caught me off guard because he looked as if he should have been a model or in a band instead of being the staff. He was grinning, and he moved in to hug me.
I hugged him back, like I did the other two, and he stepped back. "Nice to meet you, Ara." He said, and then kissed my hand like I was a princess. I immediately felt the door next door vibes from him. He stepped to the side, and the next girl caught me off guard too. She was young, mid twenties maybe. She was really pretty, and made me feel a little ugly if we're going to be honest.
She nodded shyly, and stepped over to hug Jin. I ran my tongue over my teeth as I bowed to the next girl, who didn't seem to be a hugger. She was pretty too and in her early thirties as well, although she looked more my style, like a bad ass. She bowed too, before I turned to the boys. The young, pretty girl was hanging on Jimin now, and I felt secure about my place with Jimin but I couldn't help but to bite my lip. Hoseok wrapped his arms around me soon enough, and I hummed contently.
"I'm Chongsu, makeup artist Number one of the boys! Their favorite." Says the elder man with the jumpsuit. "I'm uh, Myung-Hee When the boys said you were pretty, I didn't know they meant this pretty." Said the next boy, the model one. He looked foreign, maybe of Hispanic descent. I nodded, taking the empty compliment as the girl hugged Namjoon. The funky girl bowed now. "I'm Jiwon, pleasure to meet you." She says. I smile. The bad ass girl hums. "I'm Jihee." She says with a cold, powerful voice. I nod. "Oh, aha, I'm Tala, the other makeup artist." Says the other girl, turning. She giggles, before returning to hug my Kookie.
Hoseok hums, leaning in to nuzzle into my neck. He comforts me as I grow a little jealous. "Well, we have the stuff. I don't know if we can dull her beauty to blend in with us well enough, but we can try." Says Myung-Hee. "We should go get her dressed." Says Jihee, and the boys nod. The three stylists take me to the bathroom, and pull out the staff uniform for me. I wondered why everyone else was wearing the staff uniform except Chongsu.
"Now, go put this on." Myung-Hee says. I nod, and enter the bathroom. I put on the black skinny jeans and the black staff jacket, before putting on the black shoes and walking out. Myung-Hee clicks his tongue. "Nope, she stills shines bright. Hat her." He says, and Jihee puts a staff hat on my head. "A mask too." He says, and they put the mask on me. "Okay, perfect." He says, and they pull me back to the living room.
"She looks unrecognizable!" Chongsu hums and Hoseok snickers. "I could pull her out of the staff in a second." Yoongi says. "Well, nobody else can." Jiwon says. "Okay, well we all have to get dressed." Jimin says, and the three stylists take them one by one to get some clothes on. They all coordinated their clothing. On of the stylists did their hair, before Chongsu and Tala did their makeup.
When they were done, we gathered in the living room. "Well, Ara will have to come in the Staff van." Says Chongsu, and the boys nod slowly. I hug them all before I head outside with the Staff. We pile into the van, Jihee drives. I sit in between Tala and Myung-Hee. I chat softly with Myung-Hee all the way there.
When we get out, there are a bunch of paparazzi there and it makes sens why I was covered up. I keep my head down as we retrieve the boys from their van, and it takes all Jungkookie has not to hug me. We escort them in the building, and we take our seats behind the cameras as they get in front of them.
They start the interview by introducing themselves, before the questions start. "So, you already know what our first question is. Who is Choi Ara?" The interviewer asks. Yoongi grins. "Not Taehyung's trash, that's for sure." He says, making me hold back a snicker. "That's about all we'll say about her for now, we'd like to respect her as well as her lovely family's privacy. We'd like to ask our ARMY to respect them as well." Namjoon says, and the interviewer nods. "Are you sure you wouldn't like to say anything more about her?" He asks. Jin chuckles and nods.
"We're sure." Jungkook says, trying to keep his eyes from flickering to mine. They go through the rest of the interview with the boys denying each question about me as politely as possible. When they're closing up, we get back to the two vans. I talk to Myung-Hee back, and I realized how friendly and nice he was.
When we got back to the house, it was before the boys. I wandered to the bathroom to put my clothes back on, and when I finish, a knock on the door. I open the door to see Tae, and he moves in and shuts the door behind him. He kisses me instantly, pushing me up against the door. One arm wraps around my waist, the other caresses my face softly. My hands go up to his face, and I pull back from his soft lips. "What's wrong, TaeTae?" I ask softly, and he chuckles. "I just wanted to kiss you the entire interviewer and now I'm indulging myself." He says, and kisses me again.
I kiss him back, turning my head gently. He pulls back, catching his breath. Then he kisses my nose, making me giggle. "Okay, come on." He says, and pulls me out of the bathroom. We make our way to the bathroom, and the staff has left. "Found her." Tae says before Jungkook pulls me into a hug.
"That was the stupidest interview we've ever been to." Namjoon sighs, making me giggle. "Well, I think my Dad wants to see me. He's worried because I've been here for so long and because of the ARMYAgainstAra thing." I say, and the boys sigh. "Well, when are you going? Do you need me to take you home?" Jin asks softly. I chuckle. "Uh, I think he wants to see me tonight. Wants to go to dinner or something." I say, making them all sigh a fucking gain.
"Fine. Can we see you tomorrow?" Yoongi asks. I hum. "Maybe? My Dad'll probably want to meet you. I think I should tell him we're all soulmates." I say, and they nod.
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