[Bulletproof BTS] RE:suming

After cleaning the guest room and wiping the dishes in the restaurant, and watching Seokjin and the others go out to sea to fish and eat sashimi, he, Namjoon and Yunki went back to the dormitory hungry with a meager salary.

"Sure enough, life is not easy!"

Bringing a $550 burger and following TONY to the famous slums of LA, this is a picture I can't imagine. Simple tents are set up on the street, and people come in and out inside, and suddenly feel a little nervous.

"Do it honestly, follow your own heart, show everyone who you really are, don't follow the crowd, be yourself, follow and lead your soul, aren't we all artists, then show your charm to others Others will do..."

I met a lot of people, and there was no danger as I imagined. Instead, I got a lot of thinking from those people who I thought were dangerous, and it triggered my thinking about myself, and I also had a deeper understanding of music.

"I'm very happy!"

"Why do you say that?"

"Being able to make music with the members and have such a good experience, I think in the future life, I will never forget this trip to the United States. I learned a lot and met a lot of people."

"Me too. I used to feel very tired when I practiced and danced in the company. Now, I find that I can do the job I like, and this thing makes me feel happy."

"Do it with a grateful heart!"

The members chatted about life here, the mentors they met, and some thoughts. They also talked about their family members and their previous lives. In short, there are many, many.

Life in the United States is coming to an end, and we still have to prepare for a performance. As the winning team, we are in charge of coordinating. To put it bluntly, we let other teams do the work.

"Hahahaha, I finally won once!"

"Be quiet!"

"Hey!"

I silently sat next to Brother Yunqi, watching Brother Yunqi pointing the country, what are you doing.What are you, what are you doing? I suddenly felt like experiencing it. I stared at Brother Yunqi and pointed at myself eagerly.

"you?"

Brother Yunqi finally saw me and took a picture of me.

"Just be a mascot!"

"Hahahaha! Mascot!"

"Brother, why are you doing this to me?!"

Having said that, I also know the importance of the performance, just to chat with my hyungs, so when the members are busy handing out leaflets and cleaning, I just need to lie on the sofa and rest.

"Put your feet up!"

"Ah, brother, why? It's the fifth time I've been asked to lift my feet. This place is already very clean!"

I was interrupted to write a song again, I couldn't bear it anymore, I pulled out my earphones and looked at Brother Haoxi.

"Ah... got it, got it..."

"Brother, don't make me angry!"

I dubiously plugged in the earphones and continued to write songs until the brother came over for the sixth time. I couldn't help but slapped my brother's ass as a small punishment.

"Brother, do you really want to do this today?"

"How dare you spank brother's ass?!"

Ho Seok threw away the mop with a 'snap', rolled up the non-existent sleeve and pressed it up, I quickly hid my butt.

"Brother did it first!"

"You boy!"

Then I felt my gaze reversed for a while, and then three painless slaps fell on my buttocks. I immediately jumped up and shouted heart-piercingly to my big brother Line who was busy.

"Brother, Brother Haoxi bullied me!"

Then I looked at Seokjin hyung and Nam Joon hyung who were facing me with their backs shaking their shoulders, pretending not to hear, Ho Seok hyung also found out that the hyungs' ignorance was even more unscrupulous.

"Hey hey hey! You yell, but no one comes to save you even if you yell out your throat!"

"Wow... Brother, what have you been watching recently!"

The venue for US performances is very small. After all, we don’t have that many fans overseas, and the company’s debts don’t allow us to rent much space.

"This place reminds me of the time when Brother Yunqi and I were doing underground activities!"

Brother Namjoon looked forward from the backstage, with a little nostalgia and memory in his eyes, I suddenly felt a little uneasy, grabbed Brother Namjoon's hand, and wanted to pull Brother Namjoon back.

"elder brother!"

"I know, I'm just giving a general idea!"

Brother Namjoon turned the microphone in his hand, revealing a dimple on one side.

"And I'm the captain of BTS now, I still have you guys!"

"Brother, thank you!"

"Love stock—"

I reached out to touch my head, but I stopped. I took the initiative to stretch my head over and looked at Brother Namjoon.

"Brother, move less, CODY Nuna won't find out!"

The top of his head was patted twice, and Brother Namjoon leaned down and whispered something in his ear.

"Okay, I'm going up!"

Itchy, I touched my ears and nodded.

"Hey!"

My first performance in the U.S. is over, and it will be my birthday in a few days. Originally, the company planned to return to Korea to focus on preparing the next album after finishing the trip to the U.S., but they still gave us a day off.

"Philo?! Why are you here?"

I was in the American dormitory with the members and TONY, and when I opened the door to prepare for a birthday party, I saw Philo standing there with a flower in his arms, smiling.

"It's your birthday today, of course I want to come! I couldn't go in Korea last year!"

Knowing that my brother was coming, the members hurriedly put down their hands one by one and came to greet him. I also stood next to Namjoon and started to introduce.

"2! 3! Bang! Bang! Hello, we are BTS!"

"Hello!"

Philo was taken aback for a moment, and greeted politely.

The United States pays attention to equality and openness. Naturally, it does not have the twists and turns of South Korea. Seokjin and Yunqi have to watch because they still have food. The other members have limited English and can only sit quietly or help Seokjin. Brother Jun can still chat with Philo.

"Wow! Star Lord, your brother is so elite!"

Jungkook tugged at me, and whispered admiration in my ear, I glanced at Philo just in time to catch the other's gaze, nodded, and then looked at Jungkook.

"Ah...he just came back from Sweden, so he probably didn't change his clothes."

"The aura is so strong! I dare not approach it."

Jimin also came over.

"I guess I just attended some meeting, but Philo has a good personality, so he's not that difficult to get close to."

"Wow, you don't call me brother?"

Jimin looked at Yuanyuan's eyes in surprise.

"We are a foreign family!"

I rolled my eyes and continued with the work I was doing. Why do I have to work even though I am the protagonist today!

"Star Lord, are the bean sprouts ready?"

"Yeah, okay!"

I flipped through the similar bean sprouts I picked in the basin under my hand, and replied.

"I brought it over!"

As a result, I didn't pay attention when I stood up, and my knee hit the table leg all of a sudden, and the tingling and numbness came over immediately, and my leg went limp.

"Star Lord! What's wrong?!"

Brother Jimin immediately supported me, I raised my head, a little speechless to myself.

"what happened?"

"It's okay, I just hit it!"

I quickly waved my hand at Philo and the others, indicating that I was fine, and Jungkook on the side raised his hand.

"Give me the basin, I'll give it to my brother!"

"Give!"

I spent my 17th birthday with Philo and the members who rushed over. When I returned to Korea, I thought back to the half month of freedom in the United States as if it was a dream. In Namjoon hyung’s words, I felt like I was back underground. RAP, although I don’t know much about it, but the performance feels good.