Not What it Seems | BTS x Reader | Reverse Harem

Chapter 3 - Ash Blonde Hair 🔥

Greetings to all my readers. It doesn't seem like a lot of you are Namjoon stans! It's alright more to come ;) Also finished this chapter quite quickly, sometimes it just flows.
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"Are you okay?" he said scanning me for injuries.

He was a whole head and a half taller than me, and had shoulders that could carry anything. My hands were on his broad, broad chest, and I was inches from his face. His arms, instinctively around me as he broke my fall, held me with both strength and gentleness.

Does he have something in his trousers? Or is that his pelvis I feel?

He was wearing a striped navy suit with a V neck shirt underneath. His left chest pocket messily holding a pocket square. He looked like a corporate badass.

Wait. What am I doing?

"Ahh.. Namjoon sunbae.." I said snapping out of my trance. "I'm fine! I'm okay.. I just have to go back to work now.."

I pushed the man away.

"Thanks, I was sure I was going to fall. But I'm fi-"

I winced as I took a step with my left foot, and realised I must have twisted it in the fall. Unable to hold my weight across both feet, my balance was loss. Again, I stumbled.

And again, breaking my fall, was the leader of Bangtan.

"Clearly," he said sternly as he propped me up. "you're not."

He had his arm around my waist. His eyebrows tense with worry. His lip slightly crescent. He was finding my clumsiness a little amusing.

Eyes directly on me, I swear I could almost feel him breathing. It was also the first time since our encounter that he saw my face. My insides fluttered as he studied me.

"Are you crying?"

My butterflies were suddenly replaced with dread. Embarrassment filled me as my cheeks turned pink. I was too distracted to remember I had tears streaming down my face. And now it was all I was conscious about.

I didn't want anyone to see me vulnerable like this. Especially not the leader of the group I very much admire.

Or was it admired?

"No, I'm not." Standing up to lean on the staircase wall, I wiped my face as subtly as I possibly could in front of Namjoon.

"What happened?" He pressed not believing a word I said.

"Nothing really.. And even if it was something, I don't think it's any of your business." I bit my lip as soon as I said it.

I knew I sounded rude. It really was unnecessary, he was only trying to be nice.

Why did I have to be so defensive?

He sighed, and I saw his shoulders drop, hands in his pockets. Looking away a little before opening up his mouth to speak.

"I was just looking for Jin.." He paused. Eyes widened as a sudden realisation hit his face.

"Hang on, were you just with him? Did he do something? What's going on? Did he give you that bruise? Because if he did.."

I was so not in the mood to play 20 questions with him. And I wasn't sure why he was adamantly asking.

I turned to waddle away on my good foot, failing horribly as Namjoon took one stride to catch up to me.