Namjoon Likes Black Girls • Namjoon Centric •

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I stepped away to go to the bathroom after talking a little to Hoseok while he got his hair styled for his performance. They put him such a nice white suit, he looked so- what the hell he looked hot as hell. I'm not censoring my own thoughts, the man looked like full course meal including desert.

I fixed my hair in the mirror before finally leaving the bathroom. However, the second I stepped out, I was face to chest with someone. This is the second time, I swear if it's Jungkook again.

"I need a word with you." Of course it was Minseong. I looked up at him before he grabbed my wrist and pulled me to an empty spot in front of the tvs.

"What the hell you bring me here for like that?" I asked as we watched Namjoon perform together. He smiled and bit his lip before looking down at me.

"Does that have something to do with you?" He pointed at the screen while the cameras followed Namjoon as he actively and happily jumped around stage. There was a part of the song that slowed down, in which he stood still and the camera showed a full body shot. And that's when I saw it.

"Oh my god." I gasped. He was performing with a big ass boner. He was lucky enough to be wearing loose fitting jeans so you couldn't see it that well, but from any other angle from the front at eye level, it was clear as day.

"So it does?"

"I-I technically didn't do anything." I put my hands out in defense.

"But?"

"But... I teased him a little bit with vague but sexual terms..." I nervously looked away.

"Come on dude, you know how much he wants you. You can't just do that." He laughed and elbowed me.

"Just don't tell nobody." I grumbled at the floor.

"I don't need to. Everybody else already knows." He snickered. "Not everyone knows it was from you because Namjoon gets boners on stage all the time, he and Jungkook are hormonal monsters. But the other members know all about it." That's soo damn embarrassing, now they're all gonna think we fuck. Like I didn't expect him to actually get turned on by it, but I should have known better after he started stuttering. And for Minseong to say that he wants me so bad that I shouldn't tease him like that, really makes me wonder. Because if he does actually wanna fuck me, he's amazing at hiding it. I can only remember once that I got turned on by him, but saw nothing in return from the man himself. But after seeing him drenched in sweat with hooded eyes as he raps with so much passion that his neck veins are bulging... it made my body a lil warm, I won't front. "Are you guys really not dating??"

"W-what?" I snapped out of my daze.

"You're watching him with a certain look in your eyes. A look that you shouldn't be giving in a public space." He chuckled.

"W-what the hell are you talking about?" I cleared my throat and got up to get myself a cup of water after watching Namjoon leave the stage at the end of his performance. I picked up a styrofoam cup and went over to the cooler to get some water, bending over to push the button.

"Do you mind getting me one too?" I heard a voice behind me, looking over my shoulder to see a sweaty Namjoon staring at me with the same look in his eyes. I instantly turned back around, not wanting to show my nerves, but once the cup was full, I had no choice but to turn around and hand it to him. Before bending back down with another cup to finally get myself one. "Thank you." He moved to stand directly next to me instead, making me eye level with the guest star of the day. He's doing this shit on purpose. I then stood up with a full cup and nervous eyes.

"Y-your performance was really impressive... I liked the song." I avoided any and all eye contact as I took a sip of my water.

"Why don't you look at me?" He leaned down to find my eyes. "Is something wrong?"

"N-nothing's wrong, it's just-"

"If nothing's wrong," He paused to lift my gaze with a finger under my chin, "Then I want your eyes on mine." What the fuck. Okay, Zaina. Hold it together. He's just getting back at you from earlier, he isn't actually showing interest in you. Don't show him your weak side, not at a time like this.

"If that's the case, then I don't want you to look away once tonight. I want your eyes, on me." I retorted taking both mine and his empty cups and throwing them away before trying to walk off, but not before being pulled back by Namjoon.

"Let's talk in the hall." He lead the way out of the dressing room to a hall that connected it to the arena, and we talked there. "Are you serious about this?" He looked away for a split second.

"About what?" I shifted my weight onto one leg and crossed my arms.

"I thought you were joking at first so I wanted to get back at you but... what you just said sounded too real. Do you actually have something planned tonight?" He chuckled and scratched the back of his neck.

"I don't know, do I?" I smirked and played with my hoodie strings. I actually do have a plan, believe it or not. Whether it's the plan that he's thinking of or not is the question.

"Zaina.. don't do this to me." He held both of my hands and dropped his head with a groan.

"Do what, Joonie?" I chuckled in response.

"Don't leave me in the dark like this..." He begged. Aww, is he really begging for me to tell him what I have planned?

"Since you did so well on your solo performance, I'll give you a hint." He instantly stood back up with a smile, waiting for my next sentence. We could both hear people calling for him from inside the dressing room so I hurried up my teasing. I stepped closer to his body, so close that I could feel the heat radiating off of his skin. I brought his tall ass down to me with a hand on the back of his sweaty neck until he was eye level. In which I leaned next to his ear with a hand beside my lips and whispered, "Save your appetite, you're gonna need it." I felt his body physically shudder under my touch.

"Z-Zaina wait-" He reached for my hands again as I stepped away.

"Go finish your concert. Your fans are waiting. But I'm feeling a little tired so I might head back to the hotel in a little." I smiled innocently. He let out a sigh as he knew that I wasn't going to budge any further.

"O-Okay." He nodded. "If this is all a joke-"

"Shush Joon, go perform." I shooed him away and laughed. He couldn't help but break a smile as he turned around to start for the dressing room. Once he was finally gone, I let out a deep breath of relief because it is so hard to fake confidence in front of that man. Especially when he's standing there covered in sweat and looking at me like that. Woo. Good job Zaina. It's been a hard day's work.