The biggest mistake a K-pop idol can make is fall for a fan.
And yet... here you are.
What if, out of the millions who screamed their names, wore their merch, memorized their lyrics-you were the one he couldn't forget?
You were just another girl in...
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Zui instantly regrets talking.
A weather comment? Right in a closed bathroom? Men's bathroom. Lord help her.
Taehyung and Jimin both stare at her wide-eyed. It was not a good sight to see, honestly.
"Taehyung," Jimin takes a pause, picks out his phone from his pocket, "Let's call the security." It's the first word Jimin has chosen to say. The worst part, Taehyung doesn't hesitate and is ready to head out until Zui pulls a move that makes both of them look at her.
"Wh-what do you mean?" She's blinking simultaneously, a smile still tugged—very hard on her lips. "I'm a cleaner—haha!" Her eyes move around to find the mop leaning against the wall. Her legs instantly ran towards it.
Her smile widens, "see," she shrugs, "Cleaner you know," a wink comes through with a fake laugh and both Taehyung and Jimin flinch with their eyes. Totally not seeing that coming.
"Jimin you're right—" Zui cuts Taehyung off, the mop stick slipping slightly until she grabs it back again, a hesitant smile still on her. "I-I'm a big fan. It just surprised me so I–you know tried—" she laughs, "—you know what I mean." Her legs are stammering and they absolutely don't get what she means.
But yes, Taehyung's eyes drop on the pendant hanging off her neck. It was Cartier. Real Cartier.
His eyes look up at hers, "Cleaner?" He scoffs, can't believe the lies she was spewing right now. Zui smiles with her teeth now, posture rigid, "Yes, sir."
"Right, I'm calling the security now—" Jimin is just about to call them until Taehyung stops him. Walks past him to Zui who suddenly wiggles in the position as he tries to come closer. Her hands slip low until he comes close enough to look down at her.
She gulps and he stares.
"What's your name?"
"Zui."
"Show me your ID."
It flusters her. "M-my Id?"
"Do I need to repeat myself, miss?" He's too intimidating to her. His stance and his aura almost eating her up right now. She's losing her breath.
"Do not tell us you don't have one." Jimin sounds off from the back and Zui glances at him and instantly back at Taehyung. Oh God. She can't handle this. "I do have it but..."
"But?" Taehyung asks, his palms resting on his hips. He's calm and poised and Zui has already started to sweat.
"But?" Taehyung raises his brows, "What?" He repeats and Zui looks at Jimin and then at Taehyung, "I-It's in my room."
