FanFiction, Uncategorized

My Playdate with V: Chapter 2

Warning & Disclaimer: Contains mentions of child neglect.Ā This fanfiction draws from real characters and events however its connections are purely the work of the authorā€™s imagination.

If you have not read Chapter 1, you can read itĀ here.

My Playdate with V

by J.H. Pyo

CHAPTERĀ 2: 7 BECOMESĀ 8

Early next morning we were scheduled to meet Mr. Warren G, so I woke the boys up at half past six to get ready and have breakfast. During breakfast, V, Suga, and Kookie talked about the little girl they had met at the laundromat.

ā€œģ“ģ œė¶€ķ„° ź·ø ģ• ė„¼ ‘ķƒœģ“ķƒœģ“’ė¼ź³  ė¶€ė„¼ ź±°ģ•¼. ‘Mini-me’ģø ź²ƒģ²˜ėŸ¼ ė‚“ ģ“ė¦„ģ“ėž‘ ė¹„ģŠ·ķ•˜źø°ė„ ķ•˜ź³ . (Iā€™m going to call her Tay Tay, cause it sounds like my name, like a mini-me!)ā€ V gave his classic eye smile and continued eating his breakfast.

He and Kookie finished early to skateboard a little before leaving. I followed them out since I had already eaten and wanted to make sure our ride was here.

As soon as we stepped into the hallway, we could see Talayiah sitting in front of her door with her arms wrapped around her knees and her little head resting above them fast asleep. V immediately ran toward her and gently patted her on her shoulder, ā€œTay Tay, ź“œģ°®ģ•„? (Tay Tay, are you ok?)ā€

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Talayiah began to wake up. ā€œģ–“, ź“œģ°®ģ•„. (Uh, Iā€™m okay.)ā€

V was in a panic and asked, ā€œė¬“ģŠØ ģ¼ģ“ģ•¼? ģ™œ ģ—¬źø°ģ„œ ģžź³  ģžˆģ–“? (What happened? Why are you out here sleeping?)ā€

Talayiah, still in a sleepy state, said, ā€œė°–ģ—ģ„œ źø°ė‹¤ė¦¬ė¼ź³  ķ•“ģ„œ źø°ė‹¤ė¦¬ź³  ģžˆģ—ˆėŠ”ė° ģž ė“¤ģ—ˆė‚˜ė“. (They told me to wait outside and I fell asleep.)ā€

At this point, V was clearly angry, Ā ā€œź·øėŸ¼, ė„ˆ ė°ė¦¬ėŸ¬ ė‚˜ģ˜¤ģ§€ė„ ģ•Šģ•˜ė‹¤ėŠ” ė§ģ“ģ•¼? ė„ˆ ė°¤ģƒˆ ģ—¬źø°ģ—ģ„œ ģžˆģ—ˆė‹¤ėŠ” ė§ģ“ģ•¼? (And they never came out to get you? You stayed out here all night?!)ā€ He lifted her up and carried her back to their unit, shaking his head in disbelief.

As we came into the dormitory, Tony the tutor, and one of the bodyguards approached us, ā€œWhat happened?ā€ V signaled for them to be quiet. He sat on the couch and placed Talayiahā€™s sleepy head on his lap while I explained to them what happened.

Rap Monster asked, ā€œHow can this happen? How can they just leave her out there like that?ā€

Carlos, one of the production crew asked me to translate, ā€œMy sister is a social worker and she tells me things like this happen all the time. Severe neglect is the number one reason kids enter the foster system.ā€

Looking shocked Jimin asked, ā€œėˆ„ź°€ ź²½ģ°°ģ“ė‚˜ ėˆ„źµ¬ģ—ź²Œ ģ‹ ź³ ķ•  ģˆ˜ ģ—†ģ–“ģš”? But canā€™t someone report it to the police or something?ā€

Carlos explained, ā€œEven if they do, Child Protective Services will most likely continue to let her live with her aunt. They do not like to pull kids out of their relatives homes especially when placement is so hard to come by.ā€

ā€œPlaceu? ment? ź·øź²Œ ė¬“ģŠØ ėœ»ģ“ģ•¼?? (What does that mean?)ā€ asked J-hope.

Carlos continued as I tried my best to translate, ā€œPlacement. They are temporary homes for kids who are taken away from abusive situations, or in this case, neglectful homes like Talayiahā€™s. But the numberĀ of children that need homes isĀ staggeringly greaterĀ than the number of homes available. Children are often left to sleep in the social workerā€™s office or in hospitals. The Department of Children and Family Services is woefully underfunded and just donā€™t have the resources or manpower to meet these needs.ā€

As I translated, the room was silent. The boys looked sad and angry at the same time. While Talayiah slept on Vā€™s lap, he patted her gently on the arm as if to soothe her in her sleep; however, it woke her up instead.

ā€œģ¢‹ģ€ ģ•„ģ¹Ø, (Good Morning,)ā€ she said with a smile.

V didnā€™t want her to know what they were talking about, so he immediately perked up and said brightly. Ā ā€œģ˜¤ėŠ˜ ģš°ė¦¬ėž‘ ź°™ģ“ ė†€ėž˜? (Do you want to play with us today?)ā€

The boys all agreed with this idea, but I interjected and reminded them of our full schedule. V flipped his puppy eyes setting to super begging and andĀ I turned towards Carlos and asked, ā€œDo you think it would be ok to take her with us?ā€

He nodded and whispered to me, ā€œYou can ask the aunt to be safe, but quite honestly, I donā€™t think they would even notice sheā€™s gone.ā€

Truth be told, I was glad to hear that TalayiahĀ might be able to come with us. I couldnā€™t bear to leave her here alone like this. She was better off with us than wandering around by herself. This poor girl. Even while I was talking to Carlos, I saw her eyeing the leftover breakfast. Jin and his motherly tendencies had noticed as well and gathered a plate of food for her. I wondered when she had last eaten. In the time it took me to say, “I’ll be back,” she was already going for seconds. ā€œEat slowly, ok? We have more you can take with you later. I am going to ask your aunt to see if you can come out with us today, ok?ā€

ā€œOkā€¦ā€ mumbled Talayiah with her mouth full. Ā 

Carlos accompanied me as I headed to Talayiahā€™s unit.

ā€œTake her! Take her for as long as you want,ā€ was the answer I got after getting all my courage up to ask her nicely. I couldnā€™t believe people like her existed! I felt like I was in some over-dramatized tvĀ show. Except I wasnā€™t. This was real.

Walking back into the unit I hurried everyone downstairs to stay on schedule. The production crew told me to keep her by my side and that they would keep her out of all the shots.

We packed into the van with Talayiah at the center. The boys were unbelievably sweet to her. Even Suga, the grumpy grandpa of the group couldnā€™t keep a loving smile off his face. The car was filled with laughter as J-hope tried to speakeu english to her and she would come back with perfect Korean. Even I couldnā€™t keep my laughter in.

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CHAPTER 3: BABYSITTER G

 

Illustrated by:Ā Sandee

Edited by: Telumiel & C. Moon


There have been many theories given about the Spring Day MV, from ā€œThe Ones Who Walk Away from Omelasā€ to Sewol Ferry tributes. There is one theory no one has ever explored. Why the Laundromat?

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FanFiction, Uncategorized

My Playdate with V

There have been many theories given about the Spring Day music video, from ā€œThe Ones Who Walk Away from Omelasā€ to Sewol Ferry tributes. There is one theory no one has ever explored. Why the Laundromat?

A Fan Fiction Theory….

Disclaimer: This fanfiction draws from real characters and events however its connections are purely the work of the authorā€™s imagination.

My Playdate with V

by J.H. Pyo

CHAPTER 1: THE LAUNDROMEET

Hi my name is Rye and this is my account of a story between one idol and his forever fan.

 

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A little introduction about myself and how I got entangled in this beautiful story. I teach Korean at an after school program in Los Angeles. In 2014, I was asked to be a translator for a Kpop group called BTS who were coming to LA to shoot a reality show called American Hustle Life. My friend’s father had connections to a Korean entertainment company and helped me get the job. Although I grew up on Korean music, I was unfamiliar with the current popular groups. To me, this was an opportunity to earn some extra money.

From the moment BTS arrived, I was with them pretty much night and day. They were typical boys who were fun but also hard-working. By about the eighth day, they were more comfortable with their new living arrangements and their staff. They were also more relaxed and knew their way around things a bit more. While filming, they were given the task of managing their household chores, such as cleaning, grocery shopping and laundry. I was assigned to the laundry team, so we headed off to a laundromat.

Those of you who have seen American Hustle Life might recall a scene in Episode 4 in whichĀ Taehyung, Suga, and Kookie won some toys from the crane machine. They were playing with the toys while waiting for their clothes to wash. Meanwhile, off-camera someone tapped V on his shoulder and said in Korean, “ź·øź±° ź°€ģ§€ź³  ė†€ģ•„ė„ ė¼ģš”?” Which means, Can I play with that? This took all of us by surprise because this little girl was black but she spoke near-perfect Korean! She wore an oversized dress shirt with a mismatched vest that was ripped at the seams. She looked about six years old and seemed very comfortable with them, as if she knew who they were. The little girl did not stop with just one question. She proceeded to have a conversation with V, completely in Korean.

V responded, ā€œė‹¹ģ—°ķ•˜ģ§€! ė„ˆź°€ ź°€ģ øė„ ė¼.ā€ (Of course, you can have it!) He gave her the toy and patted her head, smiling at her. ā€œģ•„, ź·€ģ—½ė‹¤! (Ah so Cute!) ė„ˆėŠ” ģ“ė¦„ģ“ ė­ė‹ˆ? (What is your name?)ā€

The little girl answered, ā€œė‚“ ģ“ė¦„ģ€ (Talayiah) ģ“ģ—ģš”. (My name is Talayiah.)ā€

ā€œģ•ˆė…•. (Hi.) ė‚“ ģ“ė¦„ģ€ā€¦ (My name isā€¦)ā€ V started to introduce himself, but Talayiah interjected.

ā€œģ•Œģ•„ģš”. ė·”. (I know, it’s V.)ā€

V was quite surprised. ā€œė„ˆ, ė‚“ź°€ ėˆ„źµ°ģ§€ ģ–“ė–»ź²Œ ģ•Œģ•˜ģ–“? (How do you know who I am?)ā€

Talayiah ignored his question and pointed at Suga and Jungkook. ā€œģ•„ģ €ģ”ØėŠ” ģˆ˜ģ¹“, ź·øė¦¬ź³  ģ •źµ­. (And you are Suga and Jungkook.)ā€

All three boys stared in shock to be recognized so far from home and in a laundromat by the seemingly most unlikely person.

Talayiah confidently stated, ā€œģœ ķˆ¬ėøŒģ—ģ„œ ė“¤ģ–“ģš”. (I see you on YouTube.)ā€

V asked, ā€œė„ˆź°€ ģœ ķˆ¬ėøŒė„¼ ė³øė‹¤ź³ ? (You watch YouTube?)ā€

Talayiah nodded. ā€œė„¤. Ā ģœ ķˆ¬ėøŒė„¼ ė³“ė©“ ķ–‰ė³µķ•“ģ øģš”. ģ €ėŠ” ģ“ėŖØėž‘ ź°™ģ“ ģ‚¬ėŠ”ė°, ģ“ėŖØėŠ” ģ €ģ—ź²Œ ģ»“ķ“Øķ„°ė”œ ķ‹°ė¹„ė§Œ ė³“ź²Œ ķ•“ģš”. Ā ģ˜ˆģ „ģ— ģš°ė¦¬ ģ—„ė§ˆėž‘ ģ €ėŠ” ķ•Øź»˜ ģœ ķˆ¬ėøŒė”œ ģž¬ėÆøģžˆėŠ” ķ•œźµ­ ģ‡¼ ķ”„ė”œź·øėžØģ„ ė³“ź³¤ ķ–ˆģ—ˆģ–“ģš”. ģ—„ė§ˆź°€ ź·øė¦¬ģ›Œģ„œ ģ§€źøˆė„ ģœ ķˆ¬ėøŒė„¼ ė“ģš”. (Yes, because it makes me feel happy. I live with my aunt and the only thing she let’s me do is watch TVĀ on the computer. My mom and I use to watch funny Korean shows on YouTube so I watch them because I miss her.)ā€

V began to understand it a bit more. ā€œź·øėž˜ģ„œ, ģœ ķˆ¬ėøŒė„¼ ė³“ė©“ģ„œ ķ•œźµ­ė§ģ„ ė°°ģš“ź±°ģ•¼? (So is this how you learned Korean?)ā€

ā€œģ•„ė‹ˆģš”, ģš°ė¦¬ ģ—„ė§ˆź°€ ķ•œźµ­ ė“œė¼ė§ˆė„¼ ģ¢‹ģ•„ķ•“ģ„œ ģ œź°€ ķ•œźµ­ģ–“ė„¼ ė°°ģ› ģœ¼ė©“ ķ•˜ģ…Øģ–“ģš”. Ā Ā ģ—„ė§ˆėŠ” ė‚˜ģ¤‘ģ— ģ“ėƼķ˜øėž‘ ź²°ķ˜¼ķ•  ź±°ź³  ė‚˜ģ—ź²Œ ģ•„ė¹ ź°€ ģƒźøø ź±°ė¼ź³  ķ–ˆģ–“ģš”. (No, my mom likes Korean dramas, so she wanted me to learn Korean. She told me one day she will marry Lee Min Ho so I will have a daddy.)ā€ Talayiah said in earnestĀ and belief, as V and the boys chuckled.

V looked around the laundromat. ā€œė„ˆģ˜ ģ—„ė§ˆėŠ” ģ–“ė”” ź³„ģ‹œė‹ˆ? (Where is your mom?)ā€

Talayiahā€™s eyes teared up. ā€œėŒģ•„ź°€ģ…Øģ–“ģš”. (She died.)ā€

ā€œģ“ėŸ°ā€¦(Ayegoo)…ā€ V bent down and hugged the little girl. ā€œėÆøģ•ˆķ•“. ź·øėŸ¼ ėˆ„źµ¬ėž‘ ģ—¬źø°ģ— ģ™”ė‹ˆ? (Sorry…sorry…then who are you here with?)ā€

ā€œķ˜¼ģž ģ™”ģ–“ģš”. Ā ė¹Øėž˜ ė‹¤ ėœ ź²ƒģ„ ź°€ģ§€ėŸ¬ ģ™”ėŠ”ė° ģ•„ģ§ ė‹¤ ģ•ˆ ė¼ģ„œ źø°ė‹¤ė¦¬ź³  ģžˆģ–“ģš”. (I am by myself. I was suppose to pick up the laundry and bring it home, but it is not ready.)ā€ She frowned at the machines.

V asked, ā€œģ–“ė””ģ— ģ‚¬ė‹ˆ? (Where do you live?)ā€

ā€œģ €źø°ģš”. (Over there.)ā€ and pointed outside.

V put an encouraging hand on her shoulder. ā€œģ§„ģ§œ? Ā ģ–“ė””? (Really? Which building?)ā€

She walked out and the boys followed her. She pointed to the industrial-looking building next door.

V smiled happily, ā€œģš°ė¦¬ė„ ģ €źø°ģ— ģ‚“ģ•„! Ā ģš°ė¦¬ź°€ ė„ģ™€ģ¤„ź²Œ. (We live there too! We will help you!)ā€

Due to the amount of laundry we had, they called the production crew to drive over and help. We loaded everything into the car, including Talayiah’s laundry and headed for the dormitory. The boys were so sweet to her and helped her bring her laundry to her unit.

Talayiah’s steps slowed as we approached her door.

We could hear yelling and fighting inside and the boys looked on nervously as Talayiah’s tiny hand reached for the doorbell. She hesitated for a moment, as if summoning courage, then pressed the bell. The door swung open and the women in the doorway began yelling at Talayiah,Ā ā€œWhere have you been?! What took you so long?! Why are you dragging home Chinese people with you again? How many times do I have to tell you, your mama ain’t ever coming back so give it up!ā€

She grabbed the laundry basket out of Jungkook’s hands, gave them a dirty look, and walked away without saying thank you.

Talayiah turned to the boys. ā€œė„ģ™€ģ¤˜ģ„œ ź³ ė§ˆģ›Œģš”. ģ˜¤ėŠ˜ ģž¬ėÆøģžˆģ—ˆģ–“ģš”. ė‹¤ģŒģ— ė˜ ė†€ģ•„ė„ ė¼ģš”? (Thank you for helping me. I had a lot of fun with you today. Can we play again?)ā€

V hugged the little girl tightly. ā€œė‹¹ģ—°ķ•˜ģ§€! Ā ģš°ė¦¬ ė°”ė”œ ģ €źø°ģ— ģ‚“ģ•„. Ā ģ–øģ œė“ ģ§€ ė†€ėŸ¬ģ™€. (Of course! We live right there.)ā€ He pointed across the hall. ā€œģ•Œģ•˜ģ§€? (Come any time ok?)ā€

As Talayiah turned to go inside her apartment, V struggled to let her small hand go. The door closed, but V remained kneeling in front of the door hunched over in sadness. After a moment of silence, Suga lifted him up, patted him gently on the back and led him toward their unit.

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CHAPTER 2: 7 BECOMES 8

Illustrated by:Ā Sandee

Edited by:Ā Telumiel & C. Moon


There have been many theories given about the Spring Day MV, from ā€œThe Ones Who Walk Away from Omelasā€ to Sewol Ferry tributes. There is one theory no one has ever explored. Why the Laundromat?

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