Ashley was awakened by the ringing of her alarm on her phone which embarrassingly enough was the Naruto Shippuden first opening she had since she was in high school. She grew too attached to it and was frankly afraid that another ringtone would fail to wake her up.

She glanced at her outfit hanging on her closet door, sunlight illumining the crimson shirt making the room glow with a soft red. 

Standing up, a smooth shudder clawed up her spine as her feet felt the oddly cold wooden floor.  She hopscotched to the bathroom manoeuvring around the tons of books in literature and advanced English that was scattered on the floor.

She spent the last three days brushing up on her English, reading and watching American television. Even though she was fluent in English it wouldn't hurt to prepare. Seeing as whatever she said will be recorded or filmed for a large number of people to view. There cannot be any mistakes in translations.

A car horn sounded outside her window and that was her ride, inspecting her red button-up shirt, black jeans and flats in the mirror she nodded. 

"Watch over me, dad! Take care of the place while I'm gone!" She said, blowing a kiss to the picture frame, and outing the candles that sat beside it.

Exiting the house she spotted Haku, her neighbour's cat laying on the concrete pillar just outside her door.

"Bye-bye, Haku see you in a few months, please don't try to break in, I'm all out of food, okay."

Pecking the white shorthair on its head, a raspy meow erupted in return.

She quickly heaved her bags in the trunk and slammed the door not too hard.

"Morning Sunshine!" Ren called hands already on the steering wheel ready to speed off.

"Morning Babe!" She greeted, fastening her seat belt. 

"Aww, I told you to call me Dadd-"

"Never in a million years will I ever call a man who isn't my actual father 'Daddy'"

"But I practically raised you,"

"Yes, and I love and appreciate you for that, however, that word has a not so hidden connotation and it creeps me out,"

"I can't believe you are kink-shaming me so early in the morning,"

"This is why you are single,"

"Yah!"

An hour into the drive and they barely moved an inch since the traffic on the high way was too congested. The perpetual hitting of the breaks at an unsteady rhythm soon made her nauseous. Ashley always hated getting car sick, even though it could be an easy-going ride she would still get a bit queasy.

Ashley groaned into her seat. "Where did all this traffic come from? Where are all these people going?" 

Ren pulled out an apple juice box from the cup holder and rested it on her lap.

"What's this for?"

"I said I would buy you one didn't I?"

"Ahh thank you," She smiled, unwrapping the strew.

"I can't wait to see Namjoon again he will be very shocked to see me,"

"Oh yeah, I completely forgot you guys used to go to school together, small world,"

"Very." She agreed, heavily slurping the sweet drink. The rumbling in her tummy and pounding in her head dwindled, the magic juice was doing wonders to her.

"Hey what should we do in LA? We should go shopping and sightseeing!"

"Oh about that... I'm not going with you guys,"

"Huh, how come?" Her voice came out compacted and soft.

"I still have to work at the company, and my vacation isn't until the next three months,"

"Oh," She pouted on the strew, flicking it with her tongue in her mouth.

"Hey don't look so sad, have fun for me too okay?"

"Okay,"

He narrowed at her, noting her modest wardrobe, sighing in ease.

"One more thing I forgot to mention, my boss- the manager of Bangtan has this backward way of thinking. That all young girls are promiscuous and are ready to jump on a famous man with money in a blink of an eye,"

"Oh,"  She hushed out, coming across as disappointment in the sort of man and mindset his boss had.

"Yes, but he trusts me, and believes that you are nothing of the sort and that you are very smart and capable, however, there is one rule you must follow for this job,"

"Which is?"

"No fooling around with bts,"

"As in-"

"Sexual activity, no kissing, no inappropriate touching or sleeping with them,"

"How weird," Ashley pinched her lower lip between two fingers as she stared off into the traffic.

"Can I hug them at least?"

"..."

"Geez! This boss has to be the biggest asshole on the planet! One hug, no, one look at a female under 30 and all of a sudden his precious idols can no longer live up to the reputation of being on the market to crazy girl's fantasies." 

Ren sighed. "I know you are annoyed but that's the way things are now, they are young, handsome, famous men and some girls are willing to throw themselves at them,"  For a moment he took his eyes off the road and glanced at her, he smiled at her pouted expression.

"I know you think you have it under control but they are very charming, handsome, sexy men. Don't fall for them,"

Ash scoffed. "What do you take me for? One night stands aren't my thing. Don't worry Ren, I got this under control! No need to worry! When we are done that dumb boss will be praising you and giving you a raise,"

"I'm counting on you, Ash."

~~~

Shuffling through the crowd she couldn't remember the last time she was in an airport off to another country for a wild, spontaneous advantage-  be that never. Excited fans were barricaded from the rest of the airport who were not flying. They were watched like a hawk by security guards in case anyone tried to make a run for guys.

Away from the noise and fans, they came to the private waiting area where first-class passengers waited.

"Ah made it just in time," Ren sighed, raising his hands up for a little stretch. 

Ashley checked the huge manual clock on the wall read 9:50 am.

"You do know we only have ten minutes till we board right?"

"...Just in time,"

Ash glanced up at the high ceiling in search of answers. "How you became secretary for Bighit, the world may never know,"

"Ren Hyung! Over here!" A voice called over to them Ash turned around and was shattered in an instant.

There they stood, looking effortlessly hot and cool, just waiting. 

Standing there. 

How dare they.

The biggest boy group in the world, BTS. Her eyes once-over them, in their own style of clothing, some had masks that covered their entire face except for the eyes yet still appeared attractive. 

Even in simple, casual attire, they gave off this aura of importance and power.

Well fuck... I'm screwed...no Ash you can't let Ren down! Please quiet your inner slut!

"Everyone I'd like to introduce your interpreter, Park Ashley," 

"Hello, nice to meet you all, looking forward to working with you guys,"

"ASHLEY?!" Namjoon belted, scaring everyone in the lounge. 

"NAMJOONIE!" Ash reciprocated opening her arms for his embrace,

"Oh my god I've missed you!" He said lifting her up and spinning her lightly.

She giggled out. "Me too!"

"You know her Hyung?" Jungkook asked for everyone, she giggled at their puzzled faces.

"Yeah, we use to be besties in high school, man I can't believe you're going to be our translator that's awesome!" He beamed again, shining his deep dimples that she didn't know she missed until now.

"Oh it's the dumpster girl," Jimin said impolitely pointing at her, slipping off his sunglasses making everyone go quiet.

 Ash raised her brow at his statement. 

'Dumpster girl?  Why would Jimin say that?  What a weird guy.' 

She wracked her brain as her eye scanned over Jimin, black slacks, and a white dress shirt and dress shoes. Who wears that to the airport? Her eyes concentrated on his face. 

Blank.

Pink lips. Lips formed into a cheeky smirk.

Her eyebrows rose and her eyes bulged. 

'Wait!' 

The realization hit her. That night at the restaurant she was looking for the ring in the trash bins. 

She met a strange man, with full lips and a familiar smirk. Putting two and two together, it was so obvious that Jimin with the great lips and unforgettable smile was indeed the same guy in the alleyway.

"Ahhh! You were that creep in the alley?!" She pointed at Jimin eyes widen.

He grimaced at the name 'creep'. Placing his glasses back on.

"I thought you were getting married what are you doing here?"

"Married?!!" Ren choked out.

"Oh, congratulations," RM said matter of factly.

"I'm not getting married. That was not my ring it was a customer who had lost it,"

"Oh thank god, I can't have the kid I use to babysit get marry before me," Ren exclaimed wiping his brows.

"At this rate, you're going-"

"Don't you dare finish that sentence," Ren threaten holding her in a chokehold with death in his eyes.

"So sensitive." She said smacking him across the head for him to release her.

"Attention passengers the non-stop flight from South Korea to Los Angeles 29037 will be departing in five minutes,"

"Oh that's us well we better get going," Namjoon said as they all picked up their carry on.

"Have a safe flight everyone, I will connect you all later,"

"Thank you, Hyung."

Ash pouted to Ren narrowing her now watery eyes.

"Hey it will be okay, you will be back home before you know it," 

She nodded sniffing her nose.

"Be safe, text me when you get home,"

"I will take care of yourself," He smiled before ruffling up her hair.

Ren's back disappeared from her sight, she turned around drifting to the plane. It all had sunk in just then. Going to America again, the neuritic feelings slowly piling up on top of each other. Now she understands why she never went back to America in the first place.

Because of that woman. The one who helped breathe life into her yet took it all away for inexcusable reasons.

She hopes that she will never see the face of the woman who gave birth to her there.