2010 Seoul

Jimins POV:

I was standing in front of the building of my new record company and looked up shyly at the tall building. It was winter and I was wearing a hat to protect my ears and a warm winter jacket when someone bumped into me. It was a boy, about 2-3 years older than me. "Oh sorry, I was absorbed in my music. Are you okay?" I nodded shyly. The boy smiled at me. "First day today?" I nodded again. "Can you talk?" the boy asked me kindly. I turned bright red. "Yes," I just said. The boy grinned. "Come on, let's go inside." I followed him into the building. The boy turned to me. "I'm Yoongi, by the way," he introduced himself. Yoongi gave me a waiting look. "Jimin. Park Jimin," I stuttered. "Nice to meet you Jimin. Ah, Namjoon-ah!" he greeted a tall, young man who joined us. "Hello hyung," Namjoon said and then turned to me. "Hi, I'm Namjoon, can I help you?"

Namjoons POV:

The boy blushed. "This is Jimin, Namjoon," Yoongi introduced him. I smiled. "Ah, our last band member. Welcome, Jiminie. Come, you two follow me." I went ahead to the meeting room where the others were already waiting for us. "Tae, give me that!" shouted Jungkook, "that's mine." Jungkook threw himself on top of Tae. I sighed. Jin slapped the table. "Yah! Sit down and shut up!" Tae and Jungkook immediately fell silent and sat down. "Welcome to chaos," Yoongi muttered dryly. "Jin, Hobi, Tae, Jungkook, this is Park Jimin our last band member," I introduced Jimin. Jin jumped up and hugged Jimin. "Hi Jiminie, I'm World Wide Handsome Jin. But you can also just call me Eomma." Tae, Hoseok, Jungkook giggled, Yoongi rolled his eyes in annoyance. Tae smiled. "Hi Jimin, I'm Tae and this is our youngest member Jeon Jungkook."

Jins POV:

The manager entered. "Well, you already know each other. I'll show you to your rooms." He led us upstairs into the building. "You have three rooms to choose from. You're old enough to decide for yourselves who wants to share a room with whom." "Hyung," Jungkook exclaimed and hugged me. "Can I share a room with you?" I pinched his cheek affectionately. "Of course baby." Yoongi rolled his eyes. "He's 15 years old." I glared at him. "Yeah, so what? He's a baby to me." Then I sniggered: "At least someone is sharing a room with me voluntarily." "Okay stop!" Namjoon intervened before Yoongi could say anything back. Namjoon looked at me. "Go to your room with Jungkook." He turned to the others. "So, we still have two rooms, one for three and one for two people." Yoongi looked at Jimin, "Do you and I want to share a room?" Jimin nodded uncertainly. I leant towards Jimin. "If he gets obnoxious, you're always welcome to stay with us." "Yah!" protested Yoongi. The maknaes giggled.

Yoongis POV:

I entered my room and saw the bunk bed. "Jimin, which bed do you want?" Jimin shrugged his shoulders. "Pick one." I unpacked my things. "Have you known the others for a long time?" Jimin asked quietly. I shook my head in the negative. "For about four weeks." Jimin turned to me. "Why should I think you're obnoxious?" he asked me. "Because he sleeps, grumbles or works. Reminds you a bit of a grandad," a voice sounded from the door. Jungkook. I sighed, but smiled. "Jungkookie, what's up?" "Jin-hyung cooked dinner. He asked me to get you," he smiled. Jimin stepped towards Jungkook. "When you smile, you look like a rabbit. That's so cute!" I rolled my eyes. "Don't start pinching his cheek now either."

Jimins POV:

I just smiled. Jungkook grinned. "Let's go." I followed him into the kitchen. I wanted to sit down, but there was no chair. "Jimin!" everyone shouted. Someone caught me. I looked up. It was Yoongi. "What the hell are you doing? Aren't you checking if there's a chair first?" Yoongi asked me. "Sorry..." I apologised quietly. Tae and I started talking and we got on really well straight away. Namjoon cleared his throat. "Our training starts tomorrow. We get up at 6am. Training starts at 7.30am." I yawned. Jin glanced at the clock. "It's time for bed. Come on, you babies go." I followed Yoongi to our room. "Good night, hyung," I said and went to sleep. "Good night Jimin," Yoongi replied. Next morning, 06:30 a.m."Jimin!" I heard a stern voice say. I mumbled something and rolled over. "Park Jimin!" the voice said again. The person had raised their voice. "No, Appa, 10 more minutes," I asked.

Taes POV:

"Taehyung, get up!" Namjoon ordered me. I opened my eyes sleepily. "Tae, we're about to start training," Namjoon said gently. Drowsily, I sat up. "Nam nam," I whispered. Namjoon stroked my hair gently. "Jin-hyung and Yoongi-hyung have cooked. Get dressed and come to breakfast." Drowsy, I got up and freshened up. I heard Yoongi sigh. "Jimin, I'm not your appa. Get up!" I stepped into the kitchen and sat down. "Good morning, Tae," Hoseok beamed at me. "Hyung how can you be in such a good mood?" Hobi laughed. Yoongi entered, followed by Jungkook who sat down with me. I yawned loudly. Jungkook put his head on my shoulders. Jin put the breakfast on the table. "Here babies, eat." I looked at Jungkook, who was already asleep again. "Where's Jimin?" I yawned. Yoongi stood up. He was angry. "Yoongi, no. I'll wake him up," Jin said, stopping Yoongi. "No hyung, he had his chance," Yoongi said and was about to leave when Jimin entered. "I'm here, so chill," Jimin grumbled sleepily.

Jins POV:

"Here baby," I said quickly to Jimin and put his breakfast on the table. "Eat up. We have training in a minute." I looked at Yoongi, who was still upset. "Why don't you all go to the gym? Jimin, Tae and I will follow." Yoongi sighed and with one last look at the maknaes, he disappeared. I looked at the three boys. "You three hurry up too. Come on, now, off to practice, babies." I entered the dance studio. Hobi smiled at us. "There you are. Let's go." Our dance teacher joined us. "We're learning a new choreography to your first song, which you'll be releasing soon." Hobi and Jimin were totally excited, while my enthusiasm was limited. Namjoon's joy was also limited. We went through the choreography. Jimin and Hobi had the whole choreography in their heads after 10 minutes. Yoongi was swearing. "I can't remember the steps." Tired, I sat down on the floor. "Me neither."

Namjoons POV:

"I'll help you, hyung," Jimin said to Yoongi. Hobi, Jungkook and Tae joined Jin and me. They went through the choreography with us step by step. After what felt like hours, Yoongi, Jin and I fell to the floor, completely exhausted. "That's enough!" I gasped. The others were exhausted too. Yoongi caught Jimin as he collapsed. "Jimin!" we exclaimed. Our dance teacher joined us. "That's enough for today. "Yoongi can you please carry him to your room?" Yoongi picked Jimin up and carried him to her room. I followed him. Yoongi fetched a flannel. "Weshould training more slowly. Jiminie..." Yoongi said, rubbing his cheek. Jiminie's eyes twitched and opened. "Hyung?" Jimin mumbled, slightly confused. "What happened? Why didn't you say you were tired?" Yoongi hissed angrily.

Jungkooks POV:

Yoongi looked down at Jimin. "Why didn't you say anything?" Yoongi raged. "Hyung..." I began. "Leave Jimin alone. He did his best." Yoongi whirled round to face me. "That's not the point at all, JK. He's overworking himself." Yoongi lifted Jimin up. "Hyung, what are you doing?" asked Jimin. "You go to bed now. And get some rest." Jimin wrapped his arms around Yoongi's neck. "Hyung, I'm okay." Yoongi exploded. "Park Jimin, you're not ok. We'll finish training now and you go to bed!" Yoongi carried Jimin to their room. I looked after them worriedly. "Is Jimin-hyung okay?" Namjoon nodded. "Yes baby. We should, however, shift down a gear." Our dance teacher cleared his throat. "Namjoon's right. You guys go rest now." I nodded and looked at Tae. "Do you fancy playing computer games?" Tae nodded. "Sure. Let's go." "Jeon Jungkook, you go to bed now!" Jin barked at me. "And you too, Kim Taehyung." I flinched back. "Okay, hyung."

Hoseoks POV:

"I'd better go and check if Jungkook is in his bed," Jin said sceptically. I exchanged a look with Namjoon. Namjoon just nodded and we made our way to our room. Tae was lying in bed, but he wasn't asleep. "Tae?" I asked carefully so as not to startle him. Tae looked at us. Concern was reflected in his face. "Is Jimin all right?" I sat down next to Tae and stroked his hair lovingly. "Yes, Tae. He just needs to rest." "Why is Yoongi-hyung always so strict with Jimin?" Tae asked sadly. I smiled. "I think Jimin is Yoongi-hyung's baby, just like JK and you are to Jin-hyung." Tae looked at me with wide eyes. "So that means Yoongi-hyung likes Jimin?" "Yes, I assume so," I said with a slight smile. Tae's eyes flashed insidiously.

Yoongis POV:

I entered my room and looked at Jimin's bed. Jimin was lying in his bed and staring at the ceiling. I sat down on the bed with him. "Jimin?" I asked quietly. "Are you okay?" Jimin nodded silently. "Jimin, there's something wrong with you. Tell me what's going on," I asked. Jimin looked up at me sadly. "Hyung, I'm in so much pain and I'm so tired," Jimin whined. I tried to suppress a grin. I sat down on the bed with Jimin. "Would you like me to massage your muscles to relax them?" Jimin looked at me with his beautiful eyes. Wait, beautiful? "That would be great hyung." I started massaging Jimin and Jimin let out a relaxed moan. I swallowed and forced my hands to slide down his body. I stopped at Jimins hips. Jimin looked up and his eyes pleaded with me. I took a deep breath. My heart was pounding hard against my chest. "It's okay, hyung..." Jimin said softly.

Jimins POV:

Yoongi continued to massage me and his hands placed themselves on my buttocks. I moaned as Yoongi began to knead me there. I heard Yoongi gasp slightly. My muscles relaxed and my breathing slowed down. Shortly afterwards, I was fast asleep. The next morning, I woke up to the sun tickling my face. I opened my eyes and caught sight of Yoongi just inches from my face. I gulped and my heart began to pound faster. Yoongi opened his eyes. "Jeon Jungkook!" I heard Jin cry out. Yoongi groaned in annoyance. "What's that noise?" I hastily closed my eyes. There was a knock and Hobi entered. "Yoongi-hyung, Ji..." Hobi began and faltered. "Hoseok, what's wrong? Jimin's sleeping," Yoongi stated the obvious.

Yoongis POV:

Jimin snuggled up to me more.  "Hobi, keep it down. Jimin is sleeping." "Yoongi, we have practice. Jimin and you have to get up. Now!" Hoseok ordered. I sighed and gently shook Jimin awake. "Huh?" he mumbled. "Jimin, you have to get up. We have training," I said quietly. Jimin nuzzled his face into the crook of my neck. "Jimin..." I began. He looked up at me sleepily. I gently pushed him off me and stood up. "Get up!" I ordered Jimin. He sat up, got dressed and followed me downstairs. I pushed the breakfast towards him. Our singing teacher came in. "Today we're training the voice, not the body." Namjoon began to sing. Everyone covered their ears. "Namjoon!" our teacher stopped him. "That was terrible," moaned Tae. "Yah!" sulked Namjoon. Our teacher grinned. "That's why Namjoon, Yoongi and Hoseok are the rapper team." Jimin wanted to stand up. "Stop!" I said sternly.

Taes POV:

Yoongi looked up at Jimin. "How's your body?" Yoongi asked Jimin. Jimin nodded tiredly. "I'm exhausted, hyung." "That's why you have a break from training today. We've decided to film a kind of series with you. In the series, we'll set you various challenges," said our teacher. Our teacher handed us a song. "The rap and vocal lines have been painted. During rehearsals, we'll find out which voice goes best with which text." "And we're supposed to dance while we sing this?" Jin asked doubtfully. Our teacher, Li Minju, nodded, then clapped his hands. "So here we go." We quickly realised that Yoongi and Namjoon were not vocalists. When they started singing, we all covered our ears. "Yah! Shut up!" Jin exclaimed. Kookie and I giggled as the two looked to Jin in offence. Jimin sat on the floor giggling.

Jins POV:

"You're clearly the rap team," I said. "Why don't you guys sing your painted rap part?" Namjoon pouted. "We just wanted to hear what the song sounds like." "If you sing it, it'll be disastrous," I said dryly. Hobi, Tae, Jimin and Jungkook giggled. "As if you could rap..." Namjoon defended himself. I looked at him and started rapping to my favourite songs. Namjoon's mouth fell open. The others started laughing. Yoongi looked at Jimin. "You have an incredibly unique voice." Jimin blushed. Li Minu said: "You're great in your parts. Now let's combine the song with the dance moves." "Oh no, I haven't memorised the dance moves yet," Jin said quietly. Hoseok stepped over to me. "Don't worry, we'll do it together." Step by step and song by song, we went through the lyrics and the dance steps. Jimin and Hoseok had the dance steps in their heads after 20 minutes. Soon Tae and Jungkook had the steps down too, only Namjoon and I were really struggling with the steps.

Namjoons POV:

"Are you OK, Jin-hyung?" I asked Jin. I could see that Jin was totally frustrated. "No, I can't remember the steps. I'm a failure..." Jin said quietly. "No hyung," everyone said immediately. Yoongi looked at Jin. "Hyung, everyone has their strengths and their weaknesses. You're doing well. Give yourself time." Li Minu looked at us. "Let's try combining dance and song." "Oh man," I mumbled grumpily. Off we went. The first try was a disaster. We stood the wrong way, moved the wrong way and the song was interrupted many times. "Ok. Break!" Minu shouted. We all fell to the floor, panting. Yoongi sat down next to Jimin, worried. "Are you okay?" Jimin nodded tiredly. Minu looked at us. "You should go take a shower. We're done for today and your manager is expecting you in the meeting room in an hour." Everyone nodded and got up.

Hoseoks POV:

I went to Jimin and helped him up. "You're really good. And you've got the dance steps down pretty quickly too." Jimin beamed. "You should take a shower. I'll see you in the meeting room in a minute." Jimin nodded and walked away smiling. I felt the gaze on me. I turned round and caught sight of Yoongi scrutinising me. "Hyung, are you okay?" I asked uncertainly. Yoongi turned away and left the room. "Oh hyung is jealous," grinned Kookie. Namjoon and I exchanged a look. Yoongi came back. Yoongi snapped. "What are you saying?" Jungkook backed away. "Hyung, you like Jimin." "Don't talk nonsense," Yoongi hissed. He was furious. "Hyung, calm down," I said. Yoongi stormed out. Jungkook looked at us innocently. "Did I say something wrong?" "No, Kookie you did exactly the right thing, I think," I replied.

Meeting room:
Tired, we all sat in the room as our manager entered.

Jungkooks POV:

My eyes closed and my head fell onto Tae's shoulder. "Tae, please wake Jungkook up," said our manager. Tae stroked my hair. "Kookie, wake up." I opened my eyes. Tae looked at me gently. "You should go to bed, Kookie. You're tired." Our manager nodded. "Go to sleep." 3 years later:We were training in our training room. Our manager entered. "Boys, I have good news for you. Tomorrow night you have your first performance." We cheered. Our manager looked at Namjoon. "You should go to bed now. Tomorrow night will be an exciting day." I nodded excitedly and ran to my room. Namjoon followed me. I jumped around the room. "Hyung, I'm so excited. We're going to perform live." "Jungkook, go to bed!", Namjoon ordered me. I looked at him with wide eyes. "But hyung..." "Kookie..." Namjoon looked at me sternly. I nodded. "Okay hyung."

Jimins POV:

I tried to sleep, but it was storming outside. I lay awake and looked up at the ceiling, Yoongi looked up. "You're still awake?" I looked at Yoongi and smiled. "Yes, hyung. But you should be sleeping." Yoongi sat up. "Can't sleep because of tomorrow?" I shook my head. "No, it's because of the storm." Yoongi lifted up his duvet. "Do you want to sleep in my bed?" I looked at him in surprise. "Are you sure?" Yoongi nodded. I got up and lay down next to Yoongi. Yoongi put an arm around my hips. "Now go to sleep Jiminie." My heart skipped a beat when Yoongi called me that. I looked at Yoongi. "Good night, Yoonie." The next morning, I woke up early when I heard Jin screaming. "No Namjoon, that's my kitchen!" I got up carefully so as not to wake Yoongi. I groped sleepily downstairs. Jungkook, Tae and Hoseok were sitting there wide awake, eyeing Namjoon sceptically and anxiously. "What's going on?" I mumbled sleepily. Namjoon flinched, slipped with the knife and let it out.

Yoongis POV:

I woke up from the noise and looked to the side. Jimin had already got up. Why are they shouting down there? I shuffled into the corridor when I heard Hoseok shout "Jimin, duck!" in horror. Jimin cried out in panic. I grabbed Jimin's arm and pulled him out of the line of fire. The knife whizzed past us. My heart raced as my arms wrapped around Jimin. Jimin was trembling with fear. "Kim Namjoon!" barked Jin. "You're not touching any more knives in my kitchen!" Namjoon rushed over to us. "Jiminie, are you okay?" Jimin nodded. Jin raged, "You sit with the maknaes. I'll cook, together with Yoongi." I stroked Jimin's back reassuringly. "Sh, calm down. You're safe." Jimin's heartbeat returned to normal. "Go to Tae and Koo. I'll cook with Jin-hyung." I lifted my hand, stroked his cheek lovingly and went into the kitchen.

Taes POV:

I saw Jimin blush. I exchanged insidious glances with Jungkook. Hoseok saw the look. "No, Tae baby," he warned me. Jungkook and I raised our eyes to Hoseok. "But hyung...," I began. Hobi shot me a stern look. I fell silent. "What's wrong?" Jimin demanded to know. "Hyung, do you like boys?", Jungkook asked Jimin loudly. Jimin blushed. "No Kookie, I like girls." Jungkook and I looked at Jimin sceptically. Jin entered with the food. We sat down. "What did you talk about?" asked Namjoon. Jimin stopped eating. "Nothing relevant, hyung," Hobi said loudly and definitively. "But...", Tae began. Hobi became angry. "Taehyung, this is none of our business, alright?" Yoongi sat down as well. "What's wrong?" I wanted to say something, but Hobi interrupted me. "Kim Taehyung, I'm warning you." Hobi looked at me dangerously. I swallowed and remained silent. Yoongi looked to Jimin, "You should eat, Jimin. You need the energy." My eyes lit up. "Tae...," Hobi just growled.

Yoongis POV:

I glanced at my watch. "We should get going." Everyone got up and got ready. Then we were driven to the venue. Tae and Jungkook were hyperactive and just messed around. Jimin just sat there silently. "Jimin? Are you okay?" I asked. He just nodded and took my hand. "You're going to do great." Jimin blushed heavily. "Did you get any more sleep that night?" I asked Jimin. Jimin nodded shyly. Taekook continued to fool around. My patience was wearing thin. "Kim Taehyung, Jeon Jungkook, be quiet and don't move." The two fell silent immediately. 10 minutes later, we got out of the car. Reporters spotted us and someone said, "This is the newcomer band BTS." The cameras were looking and everyone was shouting and reporters were trying to pull us in for a chat. Someone grabbed Jimin's wrist. I stopped the reporter. "Don't touch." I slid an arm in front of Jimin and pushed him protectively behind me. I felt Jimin nervously grab my hand. "Stay with me, Jiminie," I ordered. "Always," I heard Jimin breathe.

To be continued...