"Joon's Dia"

(Chapter 7: Bathroom Break)

I was still smiling from my performance with Namjoon. It was all I was thinking about. OMG! I actually got to sing, not one but two songs with a BTS member and not just any member but my bias. Bliss is definitely a euphoric feeling. I was still smiling while I was waiting to use the toilet when I heard the other girls in the line talking about the show. OMG! I don't usually eavesdrop but I heard them mention 'Winter Flower' and Younha's name. Unfortunately they were speaking in Korean and I couldn't understand what they were saying. Did people realise it wasn't Younha singing? Were they pleased or upset? Oh God! This was nerve wrecking. The only way I'd know was to log on to social media to see what the fans were saying.

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I was a bit sceptical about that because I knew how hurtful comments can make any performer go crazy. I've had my share of unwelcomed 'fans'. People who thought I was overrated and not good at all. My hairdresser would reassure me that they were jealous and she would always encourage me to continue do whatever made me happy. And right now I was happy. Concerned but extremely happy.

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I was so deep into my thoughts that at first I didn't notice the guy standing close behind me. Then I heard the whisper of a deep voice echoing inside of me, "Do you like bathrooms, Toilet Girl?"

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"What the..." The words couldn't come out but I swung around to look at the person who said it. OMG! What the hell was Kim Namjoon doing here? This was in the public area and I knew if any of his true fans saw him, even in his 'incognito' outfit, they'd make him out in a heartbeat. I did but only because I got that same smell from before that I realised the tall man who called me... "HEY! Did you just call me 'Toilet Girl'?"

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He only snickered under the hoodie of his bright yellow jacket, "Isn't that what you are? Seems like we're always finding you here."

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The man was right but I didn't like the slang at all. Oh God... Namjoon thinking I was this weird girl from the toilet really ruffled my feathers. Then I felt as he put his hand under my arm and he pulled me with him into the same said toilet. We got a few grunts and grumps from the others who were waiting in line: "Hey, there's a line here." "That's gross!" "Get a room will ya!"

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OMG! They thought we were a couple but then no one realised it was Namjoon who was pulling me into the bathroom stall. I was literally being dragged into the toilet by my idol. Another feat under my belt. Gosh... First it was meeting him, singing with him and now we were having a bathroom break together. This man was fascinating and annoying at the same time. I wonder what everyone else was thinking.

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I spoke out my thoughts, "Hmmm I wonder what T will have to say about this?"

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As he closed the door, he pulled down his hoodie and I gasped. Namjoon was still wearing his makeup and he was sweating. God I loved seeing a man sweat. I tried to remain cool even when he whispered huskily,

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"Does it matter what she thinks?"

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"It will, once she finds out you're in here with me... in the toilet." I sighed in a discontented way but Namjoon just grinned at me.

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"Well it won't be the first time a HYBE member had a conversation with you in here. Maybe you should think about making your office into a bathroom. You're lucky with them."

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I really can't believe the words that were coming out of his mouth and as I was about to give him my snide comment, he hushed me with his finger and his body. I literally froze. OMG! Namjoon just jammed his body onto mine and put his long index finger over my lips. He obviously didn't realise what his actions were doing to me because he was looking and listening to the sounds coming from the other stalls. I tried to wriggle out of his hold but he just shushed me again. GOSH! What's wrong with him? But then I listened and all I heard was some girls talking. Oh shit. They were speaking in Korean and I knew Namjoon understood them. When I stopped wriggling and looked up at his face, he looked down into mine. We were mere inches apart and honestly I'd give anything to feel his lips on mine but we were in the toilet, God dammit. I didn't want my first kiss with him to be here, then I'd really be a 'Toilet Girl'.