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“This place is amazing,” I smile as Namjoon pushes the up elevator button.
“It’s just a big building,” Namjoon shrugs.
“So, all the others are in the room where you practice?” Emily asks.
“Yes, all waiting for us.”
The elevator dings and the doors open. The three of us step inside and Namjoon pushes a floor number.
“Can you repeat the information on the final boy we are meeting today?” I lean against the wall.
“Jeon Jungkook,” Namjoon starts. “Jungkook on the stage. Sixteen years old, so he’s the youngest.”
“Ah, the baby,” Emily giggles.
The elevator comes to a stop and the door opens. Then the three of us step out and Namjoon leads the way down the hall.
About a minute later, Namjoon briefly stops at a door before opening in and walking in. Emily and I are not far behind.
The room we walk into has a mirror on one wall, and nice hard wood floor. The six other members of BTS are warming up in different ways all over the room.
“We made it!” Namjoon shouts out. Then he quickly starts rambling in Korean.
“Amber,” Taehyung, a huge smile on his face, walks up to me. “Oh, and Emily.”
“Hi Taehyung,” I almost reach out to grab his hand, but stop myself.
“Jungkook is over there,” Taehyung motions to a boy on his phone. “Meet him, then come right back to me,” he cups my cheeks in his hands. “Okay?”
“Sure thing, Taehyung,” I giggle and move his hands off my face. “Jealous of your maknae?”
Taehyung’s face instantly drops. “No. He cannot take you.”
“He won’t,” I grab Emily’s hand and walk us over to Jungkook.
“Um, hi Jungkook,” Emily speaks up.
The boy looks up and slowly smiles. “Hi,” his tone isn’t confident at all, and his looks are very adorable. He doesn’t have a really defined face, his jaw line hasn’t developed that much yet. His hair is black and a bit shaggy. He has dark brown, basically black, eyes. His nose is slender and button like, slightly plump lips, and seems to be Taehyung’s height.
“Nae ileum-eun Amber ibnida,” I smile.
“Nae ileum-eun Emily ibnida,” Emily pulls her hand out of mine.
“Oh,” Jungkook nods.
“You are close to our age, and I hope to spend a lot of time together,” I slowly say to Jungkook.
“Okay,” he ruffles his hair.
“I’ll get Namjoon,” Emily chuckles and walks away.
“Hi cutie,” Taehyung’s voice fills my ears and arms wrap around my shoulders.
“Oh, hi, Taehyung,” I giggle.
Taehyung begins talking in Korean, and Jungkook responds. Then I get lost in their words. I can’t understand anything, but it is soothing.
“Do you need translating?” Namjoon steps up with Emily on his arm.
“Yes, a lot,” I pout. “You all talk too fast.”
“You’ll get used to it,” Namjoon says. “For now, I am happy to help you two girls.”
Hope you liked it! I hope I can be fluent in another language someday. :)