Beom-Seok

"Hey you!"

Someone shouts down the hall. They probably aren't talking to me. I mean, I'm not exactly dressed to impress. But then again, when am I ever. Wearing tight clothing sucks. It's too constricting. Like hey, I can be a girl, and not need to show off my non-existent curves. I continue down the hallway.

"You in the adidas pants, and pink t-shirt and white hat! Please stop."

Hey that's funny, that's what I'm wearing...Ohhhhhh wait, maybe they are talking to me.

I stop and turn around, "Are you talking to me? I'm so sorry, I thought you might be addressing someone else."

The man runs to catch up with me. He bends over, panting, and places his hands on his knees to catch his breath.

"Do you need help Hyung? Water maybe? Or a place to sit?" This Hyung looks rather familiar, but I don't remember from where.

He waves me away. "Can you sing?"

I'm taken aback at the question... but I mean that we are at a talent company... I mean I should know that because I'm a trainee. Cue selfish shameless promotion, but my girl group, Geode will be debuting soon under Big Hit entertainment! I was so happy to be accepted into the same company as my Oppa! I nod to answer his question.

"Can you sing for me."

"Like now?" I ask a bit confused, Hyung nods his head, and I start singing a song that I hear Oppa sing around the house.

"Butterfly, like a butterfly

Machi Butterfly, bu butterfly cheoreom

Butterfly, like a butterfly

Machi Butterfly, bu butterfly cheoreom"

As I sing I see the man nod his head. When I finish, he murmurs, "Good, good." Under his breath, "he'll fit in well with the other boys... right where Jin left off... can pretty much step in for him"

"Sorry what was that? I'm afraid I don't have very good hearing." I ask wanting to know what the man said, but not wanting to offend him... never make enemies in the show biz, especially when your group is about to debut. And no doubt this guy is high up in this company... Man, if I mess this up, I'd really be putting my group into trouble, and Mok would be hella pissed at me, and I'll probably have to be able to survive Minny's tantrum... at that point I don't think that even Bomi will stand with me, even if I brought back a cake.

"No it was nothing." He says clearing his throat. "Can you dance?" I nod my head again.

I do one of the dances we learned for our debut.

He interrupts me half way through. "Can you do any boy group dances?"

I think back... well Oppa did try to teach me one of his dances.

I start doing the moves to DOPE and I hum the song to myself.

"Perfect, that's perfect. I see you know BTS! You were also singing Butterfly before."

I nod my head. "Actually, my-"

But he cuts me off, "And can you rap?"

I sigh... all the demands today. Can't a girl have some peace and quiet when she's out doing chores for someone else. Especially with Oppa moving back in for this year, I need (A/n you girl... sorry I had to) all the alone time I can get. God, he does not know the definition of privacy, and to have some time to myself can be quite needed when I live in the dorms with the girls. But I know not to say no. I put a smile on my face, and do the rap form my debut song.

"You're the whole package!" He says excitedly. "Maybe even better than the golden maknae. You'd be a real rival to Jungkook! You can help me win that bet!"

"No not really, but thanks" I say humbly, bowing. Wow what a compliment to receive. Although having never met him before, from all of Oppa stories, I know that BTS's golden maknae is a true talent.

Still feeling all warm and fuzzy on the inside. You know, that feeling after someone possibly gave you the best compliment ever... Oh sorry, not just some somebody, a high positioned person in the company. Man it feels good to be complimented by a higher figure, even if I didn't know who he is. Before I can even get up from my bow, I'm whisked down the hallway by two Noonas on either side.

Hey, I'm not really a big whisk taker... can we maybe tell poor Beom what's happening. I think to myself cracking up at my own pun. Get it cause I'm being whisked away, and I'm not a big risk taker, in fact I'm pretty much a baby. Hahaha. You're not funny Beom. Good thing I keep my puns to myself, or else no doubt I'd be getting eye rolls from these Noonas.

I'm brought to a dressing room, where instantly there are more Noonas. Quickly they glance over at me, then stuff clothes at me, and motion to change into them. Then they rush out of the room, before I can even open my mouth to ask what on this planet earth is going on! I look at the clothes they gave me, and shrug. I mean they are quite nice clothes, so why not try them on. I hope they're free, and I can keep them. I live for free things. Free samples are the best. I definitely don't take multiple samples pretending that they are for my friends (what friends?) and just eat them all... no just a loner would do that... me... I'm a loner. But free clothes would be awesome. Actually, free anything would be awesome.

I change into the clothes which consist of white tight fitting pants, a black belt, a loose fitted pastel blue long sleeved chemise with long straps around the neck, which I wrap around my neck, and then tie into a bow at the back of my neck.

Instantly, as if the Noonas know I can sense that I have finished changing, they rush back in, push me into a chair, then pull out some brushes and other makeup stuff, and attack my face. Well... I have never been good at makeup, so I can't really tell you what they did. Hell, I can't even tell you what they put on my face. Like I know. I rarely put on make up. And when I do have it on, normally it's cause someone sat me down, more like sat on me, and did it for me, cause I'm too lazy to put in the effort myself. And then I have to put in all the effort in, at the end of the day to take it off... ugh all the work. Especially when I look this good already... That was a joke, the last part. I'm definitely not as obsessed with myself as Oppa.

Of course I can't really talk to the Noonas about what the hell is going on, because I still don't know, because they are doing my makeup... man every time I open my mouth, they close it, telling me that they'll be done soon, and that I should be patient. So I shut my mouth, and wait. Another Noona is styling my short hair. Ugh, stupid dongsaeng for sticking gum in my hair, and making me have to cut it all off. After I cut the gum off, I went to the barber, and he just cut and styled my hair like a guy's. After all, when your stupid ass dongsaeng puts the gum right next to your scalp when you are sleeping, what other hair style can you go for? That probably mainly why I wear hats... and then I have to wear a wig for Geode's debut, and manager-noona makes me wear it for practice so I can "get used to it". 

Of course, one the Nonnas are done with me, I am sped off to another location with out being able to ask any questions. I'm directed to a section of the building that I am quite familiar with... the practice wing. Since I'm still a trainee I use the lower floors of the practice wing, but the layout on the upper floor is pretty much the same. Wait is that a vending machine?! The vending machine up here has better snacks than the one downstairs. I wonder why I didn't find this vending machine out before. I love food... how could I have missed the great provider of delicious lovely FOOD! Can I somehow sneak up here and purchase all these yummy snacks?... no I should just steal the whole vending machine, and sneak it down the stairs, so I would only have to sneak up here once... But how would I get the vending machine to the stairs?

Because I'm distracted, and still thinking longingly about the food I saw on display in that vending machine. Drat it, why don't I have any money on me! I don't really notice that I'm shoved into a room.

I snap out of my food fantasy, when I hear the door close, and I immediately snap out of my food trance shouting, "I'm sorry but it just looked so tasty!" I look around me, and immediately flush in embarrassment.

How could I not have noticed that I'm in the same room as the people that I've seen on TV? How could I have not noticed that I'm in the same room as the people that my mother recorded every time they are on TV so that she can see Oppa? How could I not have noticed that I'm in the same room as the people that are my Seonbaes? How could I not have noticed that I am in the same room as the Gods, the paver of the road for Kpop? How did I not have noticed I'm in the same room as BTS! Because of food God Dammit. I answer myself. Because of that God Damn vending machine. I swear I'm going to rob that vending machine in revenge for distracting me.

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A/n

And that was the first chapter of this fan fic! I hope it was funny and enjoyable. Or maybe it's just me in my room, in the dark laughing at myself... probably that.

Anyloodles, thanks so much for reading this chapter, and please stick around for the next update... as I said in the intro, I won't be posting chapters regularly until I finish my other (YOI) fan fic.

Peace out