gUYS I'm addicted to despacito, oh god I'm turning into J-hope help me ;-;
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I looked at my reflection and nodded in satisfaction. I grabbed my mask and wore it across my mouth before sighing, the sound muffled because of the mask.
Honestly, I'm nervous meeting all of them once more. Looking at my new look I smiled a little, clutching my sling bag, I walked away from my apartment.
Thankfully I still remember the way there, or I might be into deep trouble. Looking up, I saw the place where I had experienced, love, hate, happiness and anger.
It was still the same building, it just had more space than before. Probably because BTS is getting bigger and bigger each day, so does their profit. But it still held the memories that scarred my heart.
Sighing, I went inside the door...my hands clutching into fists, let's just see how they react,
~•×•~
"Hello, Ms. Y/N, right? please wait here."
I smiled faintly as I sat down in the waiting rooms, grabbing my phone I started to scroll down, waiting for them to get me. I shivered at the sudden cold that surrounded me and wrapped my arms against it, putting my phone back.
Suddenly, I felt a coat wrap me gently. A voice chuckled, "Hey
Y/N, what's up?"
Looking up I saw Namjoon staring at me with warm eyes. I awed, it was the eyes that I had seen for a very long time, I thought it was gone.
"Y/N, are you okay?" His confused voice made me snap out of it as I turned to smile at him gently.
He smiled back before wrapping his arms around me, "Why did you were that outfit? Now you're freezing..."
Wow, and here I thought you didn't care about me..."I was trying to impress you guys..." I said before blushing a little.
Honestly, I could do acting for a living...
"You already impressed us by being yourself Y/N..." He cooed.
Cringe. Cringe. Cringe. "Thanks Namjoon, nobody ever told me that...you can say..." I pretended to be teary. "unlucky when it comes to life..."
Namjoon looked at me, "You are lucky. You have us. You have yourself, and I think, no, I know that's enough to have a lucky life..." He caressed my face gently.
Ew. Don't touch me. I leaned towards him poked his cheek playfully, "Thanks..."
He looked stunned, but then smiled, his dimples showing and his teeth appearing in a crooked way. He looked down in embarassment and scratched his neck nervously.
Y/N, you deserve an Emmy. I looked down and tucked a piece of hair behind my ear shyly, "So, can I see you guys practice now? if you don't mind..."
Namjoon facepalmed, "Oh right! I forgot about that, come on Y/N...let's go see the other members...they might be killing me right now because I'm keeping you to myself..." He laughed a little before standing up and putting hand in front of me.
I looked at it. Am I supposed to hold it? Umm..no thanks...
He noticed my uneasiness and cleared his throat awkwardly before retreating his hand back, "It's okay if you don't want to. It's just an instinct I just tend to do these days, I don't even actually know the reason why."
I sighed, might as well, I mean there's no significance of it right? I took his hand and intertwined it with mine.
Namjoon smiled more, his dimples showing more. Swinging our hands together like a little kid, I let him lead the destination.
Please let me remember to wash my hand...
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"We're here!" Namjoon's excited voice echoed through the white room.
"What took you guys so long?!" 6 voices replied back in unison. I took a good look at them and noticed that my "replacement" was gone. Aww, I was about to punch her pretty face of hers...
"Are you looking for Y/N?" Suga asked, "She said she had important things to do..."
I nodded absentmindedly. And here I thought I was going to have fun punching her, the boxing lessons might have an additional benefit. Sad.
"So this is were you guys practice?" I asked while observing the room. It was perfect for practicing, white floor, big mirror and enormous space. It was the perfect room if I would be an idol. But sadly that dream was crushed, shattered even.
Keeping a smile on, "Can I see you guys practice?"
They all nodded. Then a man, at the age of 30's or 40's stepped towards all of us, wearing a faint smile, "So, let us begin?"
"Ne~" They all replied.
The choreographer then turned his head towards me, "Oh and who might you-" He bulged his eyes and choked a little. I tilted my head in amusement. I guess somebody remembers me afterall, he was one of the people who made it hell for me.
Suddenly remembering my plan, I changed my face into worry, "Is he okay," I tapped Jungkook's shoulder.
"I don't know, he's never acted like this. Probably because you're new here..." He replied.
Wrong, bunny boy. "Is that so," I turned to look at the choreographer who's been comforted by the other members a quick smirk before changing my face into worry.
Once he could breathe properly, he glared at me for a quick moment before turning to the boys, "Boys, do you know who is that? She is-"
"That's enough..." A soft yet serious voice entered through the room. Our attention turned to the man standing in front of us. He was wearing a faint smile as his hands were on his back.
I smirked internally, Bang pd-nim....we meet again
"If you would, come with me..." He said gesturing the choreographer, "Boys, I would like you to practice your old moves...me and your choreographer is going to have a small talk, don't let your guest be bored..."
I clenched my fists a little, he's on to me. Not that I can handle it though. I just need a little spying.
Once they were both gone, Jin turned to me, "Is it okay with you Y/N?"
"Sorry guys, I remembered that something was coming up...Bye guys!" I waved at them quickly before running to where the two men went.
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I walked slowly, making sure that my footsteps won't creak...searching for every inch of the building to where did the two figures go.
"HOW DID YOU JUST LET THEM SEE HER?! IT WILL CAUSE A CONTROVERSY IF NOT TREATED PROPERLY!!"
I winced at the sudden noise but hid behimd a wall to see why
someone was screaming. With my squinted eyes I figured out who it was...Bang pd-nim...
I leaned more towards the conversation to eavesdrop on them, wrong of me but-do I even care?
"Pd-nim, sorry..." I heard the guard say as he bowed his head in shame, "Really sorry, I didn't know..."
"Next time before entering this job, you should've asked on the secret..."
Secret? My eyes bulged as my ears perked up, what was the secret that they were talking about...maybe it would be abouy me, leaning the closest possible view that I can get, I listened more...
"Sir..."
"You're fired! Get out!"
My heart pounded as I ran away for my life, hoping that the guard didn't see me. My feet moving as fast as it can move, sweat trembling down my forehead, vigorously I wiped them off before leaving the building.
~•×•~
I came back to my apartment panting hard, stumbling into my bed, I looked at the ceiling and sighed...
"Secret of Bighit Entertainment..." I breathed out before smirking, "I will soon find out Bighit..."