The Follower (BTSxYoongi)

4 - Bang Si-Hyuk

Namjoon pov

After Mr Lee had left, I made sure all the members went to bed. Tomorrow we had a day of training; we had to learn new choreography and learn some of the new song. I needed to make sure all the members were bushy tailed and bright eyed in the morning for that. However, that didn't mean I was going to bed. I stayed with the man, Suga.

I could honestly say that he was the most beautiful man I had seen in quite a while. Even under the circumstances that we met, I couldn't say that I felt intimidated by him. He was just too cute. With the way his nose wrinkled up every so often when he moved. The way his hair had been dyed a gorgeous white but still kept it's luscious quality as it was swept across his forehead in a messy way.

He was lying on his non injured side and had both his legs curled up into his body, with his hands resting in between them to keep them warm. He looked quite relaxed as he slept quietly on the sofa. And seeing him so relaxed, I couldn't help but reach out my hand to gently run it through his hair. It was softer than I thought it would be, and as I gently kneaded his hair, he leaned up into it, like a cat. He reminded me a lot of a cat actually. With the way he moved with lithe, precise actions and had such cute cheeks.

If what Mr Lee had said was true, then that meant that this man had been with us from the very start, from our debut. And he had protected us. He has always been there it seemed. Always in the shadows. It was weird how I didn't find it strange to know that someone had been watching me. For some reason, maybe from being an idol and having a massive fanbase that likes to know what I'm doing all the time, I felt totally fine with it. I actually didn't mind. Maybe it was because of me always feeling very safe wherever I was since I debuted.

However, as I examined his face more closely, I realised I kind of recognised him. I remembered seeing his flash of white hair and pale skin, probably from being in the shadows too much and not getting into the sunlight, around on planes. I would see him every so often sneaking on board, but I was never able to talk to him because we were always either on camera or sleeping after a tiring concert. I could remember one time in particular that we had just gotten on the plane to start sleeping and he had a purple bruise forming on his face. He had looked me directly in the eyes and I was able to see his beautiful chocolate eyes, but within just a second, I was out. I didn't see him again when I woke up.

I couldn't take not knowing anything about him. I needed to know more about him. I had to know more. Even if it was just to know if it was true that he had been there through everything and had protected us the whole time. That he hadn't left our side. That he hadn't judged us for being ourselves. I just needed to know. But it was about three in the morning, so I would just have to organise a meeting with Bang PD-nim and get him to tell me the truth.

While I was doing that, we would need someone to stay with Suga. I couldn't have Hoseok doing that because he was going to be helping the rest of the group learn the dance choreograph. I also knew that Jin really wanted to get a couple of the new moves right, so he wasn't an option.  I think Jimin would probably be the best choice as he is the oldest left and he could pick up dances quite quickly. He had also been especially worried about the man ever since he had saved him, twice. I could tell that even if he went to practice, he wouldn't be concentrating enough to learn the steps anyway. He would stay and take care of him. In case he woke up.

-----Time Skip to the morning-----

"What did you want to talk about Namjoon? The new album's going alright, right?" Bang PD-nim asked. It was the first thing he said to me as I sat down with the support of Jin's calm presence next to me. He had wanted to come with me because he was the eldest and felt it was his duty to find out important things before anyone else in the group. He wanted to be the one to help me tell everyone else who this man was.

"Suga," I said. I could see his eyes twitch open in surprise but only slightly as I continued on, "We meet him last night. He came out of nowhere and saved our lives at the cost of getting shot. Who is he? We know you know him, we just want to know about him. Is it true he's been there, protecting us, the whole time we've been idols? We need to know, please."

I could see as his mind worked. The clogs visibly turning in his head. He was trying to figure something out. I just wanted to know more about this man. Who he was. Why he was helping us. Just something. And as one side won out on the internal war that Bang PD-nim was having, he opened his mouth to finally give us some information on this man that we so greatly wanted.

"He's always been there. We hired him to protect you from everything. We needed you to be kept safe as we were a new company and we had no clue what other companies would do to get their hands on you. We just didn't want you guys to be unprotected."

Jimin pov

Namjoon had asked me to stay behind to look after the man, and I couldn't be happier. I really wanted to know more about this man. I wanted to take care of him like he had saved me last night. It was just the aura he was giving off right now. I just wanted to smother him with affection and care. And the little cute things he did, did not help me try to get rid of that idea. He had this cute thing that he did with his hands. He had them laying flat in between his thighs and didn't move them once. Even when he was moving into a comfier position. I don't know how he did it, but his hands stayed there the whole time. He also every so often scrunched up his forehead like he was confused. And they were both actions that were beyond cute.

I couldn't resist smothering him. If only a little bit. I just had to. So, I got a big, fluffy blanket and draped it over his small body, tucking it in at the sides to keep him nice and warm. I still couldn't believe he was smaller than me. It made me so happy. I didn't mind that I was smaller than all the other members as long as this cute, little kitten man was smaller than me. I always wanted to be bigger than him. So I could forever take care of him and hide him from the cruel things that this world threw at people.

I didn't really know what to do while waiting for this man to wake up, so, I decided to go to the little training room we had in the back. It was just big enough to have maybe three or four of us practicing in there, so it was perfect for me now. I just wanted to try out some of the more difficult moves that we had to do. And I could because our dance instructor had left us a video of him doing the dance as he was away visiting family. So, that's what I did for the next hour or so.

However, when I got back to the room to check on the man, there wasn't anyone there.

The room was empty.

Completely empty.

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A/N

I'm sorry that I haven't updated so far. I hope you liked the chapter. Although I'm sorry for all the time skips and pov changes, I normally stay in one pov but wanted to write more about what Namjoon and Jimin thought.

Also, I've got exams coming up so my updates will be a bit inconsistent for a while, but I will try to update once a week and when my exams are over, I'll be updating every Thursday.

I think I used -nim right, but if I didn't please let me know.

Again, thanks for reading and hope you enjoyed.

MD xx