His Assistant | KNJ (Black Y/N)

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A/N —‼️Any English spoken in this book will more than like be in bold and italics unless she is speaking to her siblings which will come later.‼️—

Y/N POV-

" You don't understand! I have to get a member of BTS to an interview in less than an hour, I don't have time to wait for a free car!"

The day had started great.

Started.

But for the last thirty minutes you had been on the phone with car service trying to figure out who took your car.

You scheduled the car, you know for a fact you did. So when you came down after getting tea from the cafe, and the car wasn't there you didn't worry.

Maybe they were still getting things together, maybe the driver was running a little late.

You even considered the possibility of them specially preparing the car, it wasn't too far off.

He was the leader of the biggest band in the world.

But after thirty minutes of waiting, your leg started to shake in irritation. With only another half hour before Your boss was to arrive. The car should definitely have been there.

Now you were here, standing in the Hybe Garage, trying not to cuss the man on the other end of the line out.

He was so adamant that the car had already been sent off and had reached its intended destination, but that couldn't be the case, unless...

With a deeply frustrated groan you pulled out your phone and called your second to most recent contact.

" Hello?" A deep, tired voice picked up.

" Mr. Kim, where are you?" You attempted to keep your voice as even as possible.

" Im... in the dressing room, eating breakfast. Where are you?" He was genuinely confused.

" How did you get there?"

" I rode my bike to the company and the car was waiting for me. Did I do something wrong?"

You took another deep breath, while pinching the bridge of your nose.

" Do you not recall our conversation yesterday in the dressing room, and then on the phone later that night." The slightest bit of anger came seeping through your tone as you cursed yourself for ever taking this job.

A beat of silence occurred before a quiet gasp was heard on the other end.

" We were supposed to ride together!" He exclaimed.

You say nothing as a string of apologies come pouring out over the phone. After letting him get them all out you assured him it was fine and that you would just take the train to the nearest street and then call an uber for the rest of the way.

You were already tight on money so this was going to hurt your pockets, you were sure of it. But you had no other choice.

Namjoon wasn't having any of that though. He immediately sent one of their staff to come and get you after promising to pay for both of your dinners no matter the price.