Just as I finished zipping up my suitcase, my phone buzzed.

you'll see my handsome face tomorrow

Jin

I smiled before tapping away a reply.

who said you were handsome?

I did ;)

Jin

He hadn't changed one bit. I could say that being an idol had gotten to his head but honestly, his ego never needed any help.

I've known Jin all my life, he's like my brother. His and my parents were very close before my mum and dad split up. He may be five years older than me but sometimes I feel like the oldest, he can be so childish sometimes. But, this, he would never admit. The truth is I've missed him. Since his group's debut two years ago, I've only seen him once, since his family also moved back to Korea when he became a trainee.

By now I was on my flight to Korea. It was too late to turn back now. I looked down at how distant the world below me looked, all of the things that tied me down a few hours ago were now thousands of feet below me.

My music on shuffle changed to BTS Dope. Listening to their music made me feel like an ordinary fangirl, my stomach fluttered at the realisation that I would be meeting the other members soon. Somehow it felt wrong of me when my fangirl heart fluttered at Jungkook's line "ayo ladies and gentleman"- snap out of it Y/N! These are Jin's members, his friends who he has been living with! I must admit I have grown a bit fond of Kpop since my best friend joined a kpop group.

My smile widened when Jin was singing. It hardly seemed real when I watched Bangtan Bombs, performances and music videos. He's made it, big time, I thought.

I must have fallen asleep with my earphones in, I woke up just as everyone was exiting the plane.

Incheon International Airport. It was bustling with people. People hugging, people finding their luggage, people boarding flights. All the hustle and bustle made me forget what I was doing for a moment. Luggage, yes. I needed my bags, then I was meeting Jin outside in a car. A black car to be exact, with blacked out windows. It was best that way- if fangirls saw Jin, we would know what crowded truly meant. Not to mention what a gamble that would be on my life, we all know how crazily possessive fangirls can be over their bias.

Trying to reach the luggage belt, it was time to exercise my Korean.

"excuse me, sorry, excuse me" I breathed, scanning the conveyor belt for my luggage. Spotting my bag, I picked it up and hauled it over my shoulders. Easy enough, now I just needed my suitcase. It was hot pink with a purple acrylic tag on it, not exactly hard to spot. That's why I knew that the man standing a few feet away from me had just picked up my luggage.

"luggage thief" I muttered, eyeing the man. He was tall with broad shoulders and had a black winter coat on and a black baseball cap, the rim pointing right down shielding his eyes. His face was completely concealed as he was also wearing a white dust mask. Master criminal huh.

"excuse me" I shouted, dodging through the traffic towards the man, "did you know you have my suitcase."

My frown deepened when he spun round on his heel, dragged the wheels along the floor and proceeded to walk away cockily.

"erm did you hear me sir, please give me my suitcase. You speak Korean right, don't walk away from me!"

I felt my face burning up and my frown deepening even more. Before I could continue protesting furiously, the man turned his head towards me. I knew that kind caramel eye smile anywhere.

"It's a good job my ocean wide shoulders accommodate your idea of travelling light."

A smile replaced the tight knot in my brow. The suitcase thief was no other than Kim Seokjin.

The car ride to their apartment was unexpectedly quiet. The driver switched the radio on so that it played in the background.

Every so often I stole a glance at Jin, he was sat next to me looking out of the window. He looked tired but he looked good, his skin was very clear and shiny and he was taller than last time. I couldn't help the smile that creeped onto my face. My childhood friend who teased me and beat me at games was now Jin from BTS.

Jin must have sensed me looking at him as he turned to face me.

"Can't resist eh?"

I scoffed.

"How've you been?" He asked, looking straight into my eyes warmly.

"Okay I guess. How about you? You must be so busy, I can't believe it I-"

"Y/N" he asserted, stopping me abruptly mid sentence, "what's wrong?"

"What do you mean?" I said, watching my feet shuffle nervously.

I knew exactly what he meant.

The car stopped outside and Jin unfastened his seatbelt.

"Hm. Okay. Don't tell me but I can tell there's something"

Damn. Jin had always been good at detecting my mood. I didn't want to talk about it though, as far as he's concerned I'm just on study leave. I'm not going to burden him with my problems within the first hour of arriving...