They say sometimes, when you're just about to die, your life will flash before your eyes. And as I was literally picked up and thrown down the stairs of Y/N's house, I was starting to see what they were talking about.

I landed at the feet of Y/N's mother, at the bottom of the stairs, cooking in a kitchen I wouldn't ever be able to afford in real life. She looked down at me, horrified and pulled me up to my feet. "N/N! How did you manage to fall down the stairs?!" She asked worried, and scanning my body with her eyes for any sign of injury. "A damn cat." I scoffed, knowing Yoongi who had disappeared was surely able to hear me from wherever he was.

Y/N's mum gave me a sympathetic look. "Aww poor baby." She cooed as she hugged me. As weird as it was to have a random person hugging me (but then again not so random because I was Spanish,) I leaned into the hug knowing I would never get such sympathetic love from my stone cold mother in real life. Unfortunately, she broke the hug quickly and grabbed a plate of pancakes off the bench to hand to me. She kissed me on the cheek. "Enjoy." She smiled.

I grabbed the plate and made my way down to the table, sitting on one of the chairs. Yoongi was in one beside me, sitting in a relaxed pose. "No your mother can neither see nor hear me, and yes, she'll be able to hear you if you talk back to me, and yes...she will think you are a freak for talking to air, so just listen to what I have to say." He leans back further in the chair and I take a munch out of my pancake before he continues. "You're going to drive to Jackson's house where you'll find him cheating on you with Seulgi. You'll have that whole breakup conversation with him and then you'll come back home, get changed, and go to the club, Ok?" I open my mouth that is full of food to answer him but he puts his index finger on my lips. "Don't answer, just nod." he hisses, annoyed.

I nod at him and finish off my food. I politely push in my chair, having war zone flashbacks from childhood of my mother flogging me for not pushing the chair in, and making my way to the sink to drop my dirty dish in. Y/N's mother smiles at me as she's washing the other dishes. I offer to wash my dish but she stops me. "No, You're already late to Jackson's. I've got this." She winks at me and pushes me towards the door of the house. "Don't forget your keys!" She calls after me and I notice Yoongi behind me pointing at a pink (just why?) key lying on a small shelf beside the door. I pick up the key and open the door, slightly excited and anxious to see the imaginary world outside the door.

I'm telling you, its one thing to read the fanfics, but its a whole other thing to live inside one.

When I open the door, its like I'm looking at a yard straight out of a movie. The driveway is long and lined with sculptured shrubs. A massive fountain sits in the middle of the driveway as if its acting as a round about, and just down the marble steps in front of me is a Lamborghini looking car. A fucking pink one. I inwardly wheeze as I make my way down the stairs and pull my reluctant body into the toxically glittery pink interior of the car.

Yoongi gets in the passenger seat beside me. "Have you ever driven a car?" He asks, strapping himself in as if he might just need it, looking slightly tense. "Yeah, I have a 1996 Corolla Specs at home." I answer before looking at the gear of the car I was in. "Not as swanky as this and it was also a manual not automatic." I look around the crazily digital design of the car, before putting the key in and getting a feel for the car. "I would have never imagined I'd drive one of these." I thought aloud, causing Yoongi to give me a small smile for the first time before we made it out the driveway.

And just like that, we were on our way to Jackson's place to get cheated on.

A/N: Hi there. Hope you're enjoying your reading. Sorry I had to cut it short, its 1am here. Also I've never driven a Lamborghini before so mind the inconsistencies. Taehyung's POV next chap so don't run away;) Also here's a question for those with a license, do you drive automatic or manual cars? Don't forget to vote and comment. Ily always