Namjoon Likes Black Girls • Namjoon Centric •

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.Namjoon.

After I saw that text, it was almost like my heart skipped a beat and then came back racing. This is exactly what every woman is afraid of when they travel alone, to be preyed on and stalked by some random guy. So I quickly told her to go into the coffee shop as I was already walking to the staff.

We were finishing off a Run BTS episode and they needed us to standby in case we had to record anything again. But I quickly walked to my manager and told him that I had to leave a little early and he let me past. Jin and Hoseok were already in the dressing rooms since they were allowed to go first.

I entered the dressing room, rushing to my clothes to change back into.

"What's the rush, Namjoon-ah?" Hoseok came over playfully. I looked towards him in the mirror, worry obvious on my face. "What happened? Is it Zaina?" He whispered. I let out a sigh and nodded, fastening my belt. "I'll come too."

"I'll drive." Jin suggested as he tied his shoes. I looked back at him. "We'll take my car."

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Once we arrived at the coffee place, I walked in as calmly as possible, as not to draw attention to us. We all wore our disguises, face masks, sunglasses, hats, hoodies.

I noticed the man staring at her through the corner of my eye and made a mental note of what he looked like. Once Zaina saw us approaching, she stood up from the chair and walked to stand in front of me. But I was just so relieved that nothing happened to her that I didn't even think. I just wanted her to feel comforted and safe.

"Some guy has been following her around." I mumbled to Hoseok and Jin, loud enough for just them to hear but quiet enough for no one else.

"Are you okay?" Jin asked in English, leaning down to her face. She didn't seem to answer for a while so Hoseok started to rub her back comfortingly.

"Her heart is beating so fast, she must have been really scared." Hoseok looked over at me.

"She's a woman traveling alone to a foreign country, wouldn't you be too if some random guy started following you?" I responded softly. Hoseok sighed and looked down at her again. Just then I heard the cafe door open close, watching the guy leave the building.

"I'm okay." Her voice was muffled through my clothing until she stepped away. She looked calmer and more content.

"You sure?" I raised my brows just to be positive. She looked past us to where the guy used to be, smiling behind her mask as she nodded happily. How adorable.

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.Zaina.

We parked in front of a very tall building. I unbuckled my seatbelt and reached for the door only for it to be opened for me by Namjoon. Jin held his hand out and helped me out of the car.

"G-gang... y'all don't gotta do this." I nervously looked at them as Hoseok closed the door behind me.

"You're not leaving our sight for the rest of the day." Namjoon looked towards me.

"Let's... uh.. two... together..." Jin struggled in English, using very descriptive hand motions.

"He wants us to split into groups of two." Namjoon translated. Jin nodded, linking arms with Hoseok. He waved and they walked off together. "I guess we're together." He chuckled nervously.

"What do they sell here?"

"We're at the infamous Dasio. They sell literally everything. Is there anything that you want to shop for?" He put his hands in his jacket pockets and started to lead the way to the building.

"The first thing that comes to mind is clothes, but I have thighs, ass, and titties." I added, he bursted out laughing. He looked away, covering his face even with the disguise on. "What?" I laughed.

"I-It's just... I know..." He shyly cringed and giggled. I was shocked to hear that, knowing how conservative that Korean guys usually are. "There's clothes in there to fit you, t-trust me." He tried to wave his nerves away. "I came for clothes also, let's go in." His hands tucked into his pockets as he could only glance at me. He stood back as if he expected me to lead the way.

"A-are we not going in orrr..?" I chuckled at him.

"I said you're not leaving our site. So you stay in front of me." He nervously looked away. I tsked and just walked forward.

.Namjoon.

I tried to lead her around with out leading her. However, I failed to notice how much our faces would be plastered on just about every surface, including our music in almost every store on repeat.

The worst part was that she saw a poster of Jin from a promotion for our face mask sheet set. I didn't notice until she had been staring at it for a few seconds already. She looked back at me, confusingly pulling her brows together.

"A-a lot of guys look like that here." I mumbled and threw an arm over her shoulder to lead her away.

"Namjoon, he looks just like Jin." She persisted. Ahhh Namjoon you idiot. Think, think, think.

"There's a lot of kpop groups that get promoted here. That couldn't be him, he would have told me he was in a kpop group." I sputtered, still leading her to the elevator. The door had opened on the cosmetics floor and she couldn't resist exploring.

Once in the elevator, I avoided her gaze as she crossed her arms and stared at me. When time comes to eventually tell her, she's literally going to hate me, I know that for a fact. I just hope that she'll understand why I did it. I sighed and pushed my bangs to the side under my hat.

"I really hope you're not lying to me. If he's some type of celebrity, you can tell me." She sighed as well. I looked over at her in the way that she instructed me to before, breaking the tension when she laughed and looked away. "I'll drop it." She nodded.