"You have two options. Either you pay the price for sneaking in here, in The Hill suite,that is, we will hand you over to the police, or, you have to take care of BTS,be their personal assistant," he paused to look at me.
"You mean Babysit them?" I asked.
"Maybe, What is your answer?" He asked me.
*𝙵 𝚕 𝚊 𝚜 𝚑 𝚋 𝚊 𝚌 𝚔*
I climbed up the building with the help of my grip gloves. When I came to deliver pizza here, I discovered this abandoned gate which has two guards and no CCTV camera system. It was easier for me give them sleeping drugs.
I swear if someone saw me here, I am going to be kicked out of my job.
What was my job? Oh no. I wasn't a detective or an undercover agent. I was a celebrity spy. I worked for a company which worked to bring news for the k-pop celebrities. Personally, I thought it was toxic. I never wanted to get into someone's private bubble but here I was, because I needed money. I had no house to live in as my father left me with all the debt.
I climbed up to Jimin's room and gulped. There was no one there.
I was here because I sneaked into the BTS dorms. Who was BTS? Oh please. The biggest boyband on the planet. The most talented k-pop singing boys together in a group called Bangtan Sonyeondans, working for BigHit entertainment.
I tried not to make a sound, pacing quietly.
I was not sure why.....I had come here. What was I searching? For a girl in their dorms? So that I could make a big headline? Nope. I wasn't gonna do that even if I found a girl.
Whatever I read about Park Jimin, said that he was the kindest member. If he catches me here, would he let me go? Or will he report me to the Bighit?
It was too late to ask this question......
But I hate my job.
I hated ruining their privacy.
I will definitely drop out, when I return today. I knew I wasn't going to do anything like that. Because I needed money.
I examined the rest of the room.
A picture of the group, which I recognised was from the set of War of Hormones.
August 20, 2014.
I smiled.
Everything was was so peaceful here. I wish I could live with them. Naww!! What are you thinking Ji Won. Get a grip!!!
Suddenly I was interrupted by a small gasp.
I turned around to see Jimin.
JiMiN!!
JIMIN?!
"Oh." The words escaped my lips and I looked at him.
Crooked teeth, jawline and lips. Aww, he looked so cute- NO. WHAT tf was I SAYING!!!
"You are that pizza girl right? The girl who came day before yesterday?To deliver pizza?" He said dumbfounded, closing the door behind him.His small fingers pointed towards me.
He was right. Day before yesterday, I went to deliver pizza here and I searched for all the CCTV cameras and windows. It was pretty easy to get in. Why? Haha because no one could get inside the complex without the silver card issued by BigHit Entertainment. Everyone had to show the silver card to the guards to get inside. That way, an intruder can't get in.
"Look, if you are an ARMY, I will give you my autograph and also a Chimmy, but you have to get out of here before Namjoon-hyung sees you here." He finished hurriedly.
"Wait, wait, wait, who told you, I want your autograph?" I asked him.
He remained quiet for a second and answered. "Then....are you a kidnapper. Are you going to kill-" I know what he was about to say so I put my finger on his lips and he looked at me.
There was a knock on the door and we both flinched.
He pushed me towards the curtain and said "Go back from where you came from..." He trailed off.
"Yah, Jiminaah!!open the door fast." I heard Taehyung's voice.
"Yaah Park Jimin!!! Do you want me to break the door?!!" I heard Jin's voice. I really wanted to laugh.
"Quick!! Hide behind the curtain. Don't even come out until I tell you to." He commanded and I hid behind the curtain and held onto it.
"Yaah!! what took you so long?" Jin asked suspiciously.
I could see them through the curtain.
Taehyung looked towards my direction and frowned. Jimin didn't notice this. He was laughing at something Jungkook said to him.
Soon he walked towards me and stood infront of me.
I was frozen and then I tried to lean back, resulting in my foot to slip.
The Result: I fell on Taehyung , tearing the white curtain and he fell on the ground.
P.S. My lips were on top of Taehyung, not to mention that curtain which was in between us.
I could feel his lips touching mine. And a weird feeling in my stomach.
All around me, the BTS members stood gaping at me.
I swear I have never made a mistake in the past three years in stalking idols.
How did I managed to be here now?
Next thing I know, I felt a smash on the back of my head and my eyes started drooping down.
When I woke up, I tried to move my hand, but I couldn't. My neck felt numb and painful. My eyes felt heavy. Wait. I'm tied to a chair?
I opened my eyes and saw Yoongi infront of me.
That fierce glare, that pale skin and those thin and small hands.
You know you are in trouble when you see him glaring at you.
"So much for a girl like you, isn't it?"
"Look. I'm sorry. Whatever I did was a part of my job and I needed money. Let me go and I'll never show my face around here again." I explained. I could never let them report me to the police, because if that happens, I'll be doomed. The company will be doomed.
"As if." He muttered. "We're not letting you go that easily. You're a creepy stalker and you sneaked your way here?!!"
"Look-" I started to explain.
"Shut tf up!!" He shouted.
He was scary.
"Come to think of it, you also kissed me. You kissed Kim Taehyung." It was Taehyung who spoke now.
"As if I wanted to. Jerk Taehyung." I cursed under my breath.
"Mr. Yoon has told us not to hurt this girl. He is on his way. He will decide what to do with this girl." Namjoon shot a glance at me before going out of the room.
"Yahhhh!!!!Are you crazy?!!!!! Why are you leaving me here?!!!!! Who tf is Mr. Yoon?!!!!YAHHHHH!!! Aishh."
*𝙿 𝚛 𝚎 𝚜 𝚎 𝚗 𝚝*
I looked at Namjoon. He looked away from me.
"I am ready to be their personal assistant." I claimed.
"Good......this will be a contract for six months. You will be paid for it and you will get a dorm here, food, and clothes. Make sure you take care of them properly. Being an Assistant means you have to assist them in all the concerts, shoots and everywhere they go. You may go now."
I bowed down and went outside, closing the door behind me.
That man may be the manager. So he was Mr. Yoon.
He was a middle-aged man, tall and thin, with black hair and glasses.
Then as I was about to go, I heard something.
It was none like Yoongi's. It was a heavy voice, which I guessed as Namjoon's.
I stood there to listen.
"How could you do that?!?! That girl was a spy reporter for us!!! She just sneaked into our suite and you are hiring her? We don't need a personal assistant." He said with pure hate in his voice.
"I know that. Being a reporter and sneaking here was a part of her job and she did it well. That's why I am hiring her and I don't need your permission for doing that. Plus, I know you all are going to create so many problems for her that she'll leave the contract halfway" He cleared.
Namjoon muttered a 'tsk' and came out of the door furiously, only to find me and getting more pissed off.
I quickly muttered a 'sorry'. He ignored it and walked away.
Geez, they really hate me.....
But I get my wish came true, about living with The Bangtan.