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Chapter 37 - Girlfriend

"Aren't you going to take that?"

"No," The rapper silenced the call, letting it ring out, placing it back on the table. He pushed his hair back, almost like Jimin would, and said full of remorse, "I'm trying this new thing where I preserve my self respect. Because apparently, I'm in need of some."

Jin chuckled at Namjoon's pity party, squeezing his shoulder as he passed him for the door. When he got there, he turned around one last time to say, "You know, if you're doing this to try and win her back, you've got a long way to go, right?"

"I know." Namjoon admitted, contextually understanding who 'her' was; his face strangely determined. It was an expression Jin had only seen twice before. The first being when they first established the group, and the second was when Yoongi had said to them he wanted to chart the Billboards with an all Korean language song.

And Jin knew, in that moment, that Namjoon was going to get what he wanted.

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"So once we've done all the rounds in Korea, we'll head to America to tackle publicity there. Everybody clear?"

Almost in unison, the whole room shook with agreement and applause. After Bang PD finished his address, most of the staff in the hall proceeded to go about the rest of their day.

I was hoping to leave the room unnoticed, as I had rehearsed numerous times in my head before today. Ever since my conversation with Namjoon, I have been meticulously planning my work days like it was war.

Luckily, for the most part, it's worked.

Whenever I've had to work with BTS, or well, specifically Namjoon, I always made an excuse to do something after. Sometimes, I speak to a superior or manager on the way out. Taking me away conveniently, so that I don't have to deal with his begging eyes, or his apologetic demeanor that exudes regret and need for compassion. To be honest, I did all that because I didn't know how I was going to be strong when I still really cared about him.

If you care about him, you know you can't enable him. I reminded myself.

It's true. Everyone has just lived with the fact that Namjoon was wrapped around Jihye's finger. But I couldn't stand by it.

This time however, I had miscalculated my exit strategy. By the time I gathered myself to leave, the crowd had already decimated, and I was directly in Namjoon's line of sight. It didn't matter that I was in the complete other side of the room, or that I was specifically hiding behind another employee; he found me. And I only realised when it was too late. I was scanning the room as part of my recon, and there he was looking straight at me.

I turned around and found the furthest possible door from him, but I knew, again, that it was too late. The presence of a physical shadow dawned on me, and I kept walking, despite Namjoon's attempt at talking to me.

He had resilience, I'll give him that. He followed me for a while, before I realised there was something I could do. His kryptonite so to speak.

"Y/N please stop!" He begged. It was all in his tone, no embellishments, no smoke and mirrors. "Please stay inside and talk to me."

Namjoon had realised that I was fast walking towards the exit. And with his idol status, he couldn't really be seen chasing a random girl out onto the streets.

And maybe it was out of pity, or that I was genuinely surprised by his efforts, but I didn't feel like walking out on him. No matter how much I knew doing so would give me power over him, I just didn't think it was at all worth it. I wasn't the one playing a game.