BTS Reactions #3- Love at First Sight
NAMJOON- Life as a flight attendant could be pretty exhausting. You were constantly dealing with irritable passengers and long hours stuck trailing up and down the aisles in the cramped plane. It didn’t help that the dress code required you to be in heels and a uniform that did nothing to relax your posture. Your face was also so heavy in overly colorful makeup, you couldn’t wait to get home and wipe it all of and put on some sweatpants.
Currently, you were bending over the small space between to rows of seats in an effort to capture the empty soda cans the most recent passengers left behind. You really couldn’t understand why they felt the need to shove it into the seats. Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to be met with a fellow co-worker of yours.
“Hey (Y/n), Ally got sick last minute so do you mind taking her spot up in first class for the next flight?” Inwardly, you groaned. First class passengers were the worst. They were just so entitled and saw flight attendants as personal slaves. You were half way done with declining the offer when you suddenly stopped. Ally had worked your shift that one time you had a family emergency on that flight to Germany. You guessed it was time to repay the favor.
The next set of passengers were way less rowdier than ones on the last flight. For that, you silently thanked god. However, now was the time you were dreading. It has been 15 minutes since take off, and now officially time to go out and offer drinks and snacks. You dreaded dragging that huge cart around to serve arrogant rich people.
You had just begun going down the aisles when you heard a loud boom at the end of your cart. You gasped. Uh-oh. your worst fear came true, you hit someone with the cart. Scared at being yelled at, you ran up to the person who you hit. He was currently rubbing the back of his head, telling you he probably poked his head out at the same time you were pushing the heavy cart forward. To add insult to injury, you spotted a huge stain on his shirt. Great, you even spilled a drink on him too.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” You said while padding away at the mess that was on his shirt.
“Oh, it’s okay. I’m kinda clumsy t-” Suddenly he cut off as he stared up at you. Prepared to get chewed out in front of everyone, you rushed to explain yourself.
“I’m sorry, I swear I didn’t see you. If it helps I can offer you anything from this menu for free.” You looked up from the huge stain, to see him staring at you.
You noticed that he was quite handsome however his eyes looked glossy as his overall expression became dazed. Then, you heard him whisper in that deep voice of his, “So pretty.”
Your heart dropped, you gave him a concussion!
“Oh my god, I’m gonna loose my job.” And to your confusion he just laughed.
this was the story of how you met your boyfriend, Namjoon.
JIN- The brisk spring air hit your body in a rush as you sped down the street. To your calculations, all you had was two more houses to go and then your shift would be done. And just in time for your favorite K-drama too!
Being a student was hard. Although you loved focusing all your attention to getting your degree in health in order to help people, bills were pilling up and you could only apply for so much financial aid. Eventually you got off the couch and applied for some part time jobs. Although it was annoying to have to begin work right after you get off class, the running electricity and food in your fridge thanked you.
Eventually you reached you destination, and got off your bike. You took off your helmet and switched it for the box of steaming chicken. Quickly, you took out your phone and double checked the address. You were at the right place.
As you stalked up the the home, you couldn’t help but notice how big it was. Perhaps today was your lucky day and you would actually be delivering some chicken to a celebrity. You chuckled at the thought.
You rang the doorbell and patiently waited. It took only a few moments for the door to open to reveal a very tall, broad-shouldered and angel-faced man. He didn’t spare you a look and instead dug around in his pockets for his wallet.
Somewhere in the back of your mind, you realized he looked oddly familiar. You could’ve sworn that you saw him on television or something. But, you decided to leave it as he probably wouldn’t like being asked about his social status.
“How much do I owe you?” he asked quietly.
“14.50 please.” you answered shortly.
Out of nowhere, you heard a fast intake of breath. Concerned, you looked up to find he had dropped his wallet and was staring at you with his jaw dropped.
“Sir, are you okay?”
He just continued staring at you as though he had never seen a girl before. it took him 15 minutes to fork over the money and let you leave.
Three weeks later, Jin would still call up the chicken place demanding that YOU deliver.
Yoongi- So you weren’t the smartest. You weren’t the prettiest. And you weren’t necessarily charming at all. But there was something you were extremely passionate about…and that was music.
You were a college dropout and a starving artist. Although you weren’t making your parents extremely proud, you were living life the way you wanted to and focused all of your attention on music.
Music helped you through so much in life, you dedicated your life to it. However, the world wasn’t as understanding as you wished it to be. This explained why you were playing your violin at the city corner playing for tips in hopes of paying your rent on time.
Some kind people watched for a while and dropped a few crumpled ones into your jar. But other than that, people continued to pass you, too caught up in their lives to care about yours.
Unknown to you, a man who was sitting on a bench nearby couldn’t help but notice the interesting tune that was floating through the city. As he sipped on his coffee, his eyes began to search for the source of such a gorgeous sound. Like a moth to flame, his sight landed on yours as you continued to play your violin.
He almost choked on his drink when he saw you. For a few minutes he continued to stare, wondering if he was dreaming or not.
Subtly, he passed by your jar just to quietly deposit a $50 dollar tip.
In the next few days, you couldn’t help but notice that your tips got higher. For some reason, you always ended up with at least one 50 dollar bill. You thought about this on the bus ride over to your usual city spot. Perhaps your music just go better? The thought made you smile.
You had only been at you spot for 5 minutes when rain suddenly began pouring down on you and your violin. your groaned loudly as you witnessed potential tippers run off to nearby shops for protection from the weather. You were about ready to head off home, when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to see a man whom you’ve never seen before.
All he did was smirk and ask, “You know after all those fifty dollar bills, I think I at least deserve your company for getting coffee.”
As always, Hoseok, Jimin, Taehyung and Jungkook version will be posted in a bit.