Genre: Comedy, fluff, eventual smut and angst
Warnings: swearing, drinking, very subtle hints at past abuse, eventual smut
Word Count: 11,501
Summary: Rett and Emma become best friends with a member of their favorite Kpop group after their move to Seoul.
I’M SO HAPPY I’M FINALLY DONE REWRITING THIS. I posted this chapter a long time ago and it got 0 notes, so I reread and realized that it sucked. I rewrote it, made it 10,000x better, and here we are! I hope you guys enjoy this. Yes, this fic is in first person and yes, this fic is not a reader insert fic. I wanted to create entire characters with backstories and names and personalities of their own. I desperately hope that in spite of these things, you will all enjoy it.
The gray slabs of graffitied buildings had long since faded away, and the blurs of bright green were flying past to take their place on either side of our rental car. As we cruised further and further out of the inner city, the stony buildings of Seoul shrank to mere specks. Emma’s fingers were wrapped loosely around the wheel, her olive-flecked brown eyes focused diligently on the road. I was fighting sleep–eyelids heavy and on the verge of sliding shut–the dull roar of the car whizzing down the pavement putting me halfway in a catatonic state. My body was hanging nearly halfway off the cushion, curled and contorted as comfortably as I could manage in the leather passenger seat–feet propped on the dash, knees pulled against my chest, and my head lolled against the consol. My phone was connected to the bluetooth, the playlist titled “RO@D+R!P” softly pulsing through the speakers.
“It’s hard to believe that Tae lives on a farm,” Emma said for the third time since we left our apartment roughly two hours ago, her voice yanking me out of my groggy state of being between awake and asleep. She reached behind her head to tighten the half-ponytail of chocolate corkscrew curls, using her knee to steady the steering wheel.
“It’s even harder to believe that he made us leave at seven thirty in the morning,” I whined as I thumbed through the apps on my phone. “His brother’s party doesn’t even start until twelve! Why did we have to give up valuable sleep to haul our asses all the way to Daegu?”
I straightened myself out of the nearly upside-down position I was previously in to send her an exasperated pout. Emma shot me a warning look before shoving my feet off the dash.
“You know how important family is to him! He said birthdays are all day events at his house, and this is our first time meeting his family,” she shrugged. “You know how excited he gets. He probably just can’t wait for us to meet everyone.”
I grunted halfheartedly. As much as I loved Tae, my love for sleep was arguably more. He of all people should have known that, since he had popped in for a quick early morning visit many times and either found me impossible to wake up or left grumbling with a bite mark on his arm.
“Who all did he say would be there?” she questioned, turning her head to glance at me.
I hummed as I pulled up the messages Taehyung had sent us.
“He said that his parents, grandparents, his aunt and uncle, his brothers, and his sister would all be there,” I rattled off. As I read the message aloud, something clicked in my brain and I cocked my head, brows furrowing.
“Hey…I thought Tae only had one brother?” I said.
Emma made a face and let out a grunt of indecisiveness.
“Maybe he meant to type brother, singular. Y’know, just made a typo.”
I hummed in agreement, sending our vehicle into a comfortable silence. Within moments, my eyes couldn’t keep themselves open anymore and I slipped into a light doze with my forehead resting against the window, the morning sun warming my skin as it streamed through the glass.