Namjoon Likes Black Girls • Namjoon Centric •

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"Say hi to Suga for me, pleaseee Z?" I was on the phone with my sister since she's been begging to talk to me since she found out who I was with. There weren't a lot of us awake on the plane since it was almost 3am. I'd be concerned about why she was awake at this time but she's probably up getting ready for school by now.

"He's sleeping. How many times have you told me not to wake him up?" I chuckled using her words against her. Namjoon was knocked out beside me too, as well as Jin, Jungkook, and Hobi. Jimin and Tae were up playing their switches together.

"W-what about Kookie then?"

"Slumped." I answered, reaching into a bag of chips that the attendants offered me. "It's almost 3am over here, shut up and go to school."

"Then... can you just tell them I said hi? When they wake up?"

"Why are you so serious all of a sudden." I chuckled.

"Because! You're with my favorite people on earth. It would make my life if they knew I existed." She answered. I was quiet for a little as I thought about what she just said. She must really like these guys because she sucks at showing people that she likes them. She's going through her angsty teen phase so her only language is sarcasm. But she's soft for these guys, she really does love them.

"They know you exist, Kaylah. In fact, they have a special surprise waiting for you when we get to Atlanta." I smiled softly at my baby sister's gasp. 

"Forreal??! Don't play with me about this!" She was in utter dismay, going through a range of emotions.

"I'm not playing-"

"She's telling the truth." My phone was taken from my hand, Namjoon holding it up to his ear with a sleepy smile. Even with my phone anywhere near my ear, I could still hear her.

"Zaina. If you're messing with me, I'll burn you."

"That's not me." I laughed.

"W-who is this then?" Namjoon did his spray bottle laugh along with me. "Oh. My. God. IS THIS RM??!"

"Yes. Kim Namjoon speaking." He looked over to me to see me watching fondly as he made my sister's dreams come true.

"YOU PLAYING! AINT NO WAY!" She shouted. "IS IT REALLY YOU??"

"Last time I checked." He joked. "You're Kaylah, right?"

"AHHHH!" I could hear her screaming so loud that it could be mistaken as on speakerphone. "HE SAID MY NAME!"

"Shut the hell up. It's 6 in the damn morning." I could hear my mom scolding her in the background.

"MAMA! IM TALKING TO RM!"

"I don't give a damn. If you scream like that again, I'm beating your ass."

"O-okay ma.." She spoke softer this time.

"What was that?" I looked up to see Jimin leaning on my seat.

"Don't know." Tae shrugged, leaning on Joons.

"Was that Jimin and Tae! Zaina stopppp! Ima get in trouble!" She begged, knowing that if they kept talking, she was gonna scream her head off.

"I ain't do nothin. They took the phone from me." I laughed as Jimin took the phone from Namjoon's hands.

"Helloooo, it's Jimin." He smiled adorably.

"Oh my god. Oh my god."

"And V!" Taehyung took the phone next.

"Oh my god! Taehyung I love you! I can't believe this is happening! Zaina I'll murder you for doing this to me!" Her voice slowly turned into sobs as she started to cry from the excitement. Tae looked at the phone, confused. I took it back from him, holding it up to my ear.

"Bro, calm yourself." I chuckled.

"Easy for you to say! You see them all on a daily basis." She sniffled. "I done ruined my make up cause of you."

"Why you crying?"

"I just talked to Kim Taehyung, Park Jimin, and Kim Namjoon. Don't ask me dumb questions like that!" She cried more.

"Kaylah, calm down." I laughed.

"Stop laughing at me! Give the phone back to Tae!"

"Tae and Jimin are about to go to sleep." I looked up at them in a way to tell them to go. But before that, Namjoon talked to them both in Korean.

"Oh my god, they're speaking Korean. Tae said my name! Zaina~!" She paused her crying just to sob again.

"I'll call you later okay? I'm gonna sleep too. You need to stop crying and make sure you get to school on time."

"O-okay... I love you."

"I love you too." And I hung up the phone. I sighed and threw my head back against the seat after that headache.

"I didn't expect her to be such a huge fan." Namjoon mumbled as he scrolled through his phone.

"Me neither. She struggles to express her emotions but can't seem to stop when talking about you guys." I chuckled and rolled my shoulders back. "I'm sorry for waking you up. I should have went somewhere else to have a phone call."

"Don't be. I love meeting Army. Especially Army that are associated with you." He softly held my hand.

"Army? Is that your fandom name?" He responded with a nod.

"Originates from our debut days. In Korean, BTS translates to Bulletproof Boyscouts. And up until a few years ago, our logo was a bulletproof vest. But our fans give the word Army a new meaning. I can go deep into it but I'm sure Kaylah can tell you more about us than even we know." He chuckled.

"Thanks for talking to her. That really meant the world to her that she met you and got to talk to you." I smiled.

"What type of brother-in-law would I be if I didn't introduce myself?" He smirked.

"Shut up." I laughed and smacked his chest.

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The plane finally landed, the six sleepy boys awakening from their slumbers to yawn and stretch their arms into the air. Namjoon and I stayed up for the last hour and a half of the flight just talking.

"Kookie." I called out for him.

"Yes? Noona?" He asked as he softly rubbed his eyes. I walked over to him, holding his shoulders and looking over his face.

"How'd you sleep?" I inspected him. He smiled and gave a thumbs up. "So cute, Kookie." I pat his head.

"Yah~" Tae whined, walking over to us and taking my hand from Kookie's hair to put in his own. He looked satisfied after that. Jungkook complained to him before taking my hand back. The two argued back and forth until Hoseok came up behind Tae to softly brush through his hair instead, receiving a loving giggle. Namjoon walked over to us, handing me my carry on. He talked to the guys first, then in English to me.

"It's time to head into the airport. We'll be heading straight to baggage claim, then to sit in the lounge to wait for the van to come get us. There's a lot of fans here so Minseong is gonna take you to the lounge first and get your stuff for you."

"How does he know what my stuff looks like?" I dropped my hand from Jungkook to turn to him.

"It looks the exact same as mine, except one of your zippers is broken."

"No it isn't-"

"Because I broke it."

"You right, you right. Aight then, where is he?"