First Day

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It was the first day of Yoongis new job, and he was nervous but excited. He got to work closer to his crush, not a big deal right? To him it really was, he had to contain all of his feelings inside. Even though the two had shared a kiss not too long ago, Yoongi still felt like he had to push his feelings away. Namjoon was an idol after all. He couldn’t date or anything, rumours would spread and the company would have to clear it all up, it would put too much stress on the idol. So he stayed away from that. “First day..first day. Come on.”

Once Yoongi stepped in the building, his heart started beating. Faster. And faster. And faster. Getting up to the floor where BTS was in, he felt like he was going to faint from nervousness and excitement. “First day..BTS..first day..I can’t do this.” He ran to the bathroom out of anxiety, taking deep breaths in and out of his lungs. “Come on Yoongi. You’re now a stylist for BTS. Assigned to your crush, and best friend for many years.“

“Oh Yoongi! Hello!” He heard, looking over to see the handsome guy he met before, Seokjin. “Hey Jin- Seokjin.” he greeted, bowing towards him. “I guess I should call you Hyung, huh?”

“You don’t have to. But, it’s your first day right? They’ll show you everything.”

“O-okay..”

“Hey. No need to be nervous. I get it. I was nervous when I first debuted.” Seokjin pat Yoongis shoulder with his hand, giving a gentle smile. Yoongi gave the same smile back and nodded. Walking out to find Namjoon. “Namjoon?” he asked. “Namjoon? RM?” he called out. Namjoon came running up, seeing Yoongi in front of him. “Yoongi, hey. You excited for your first day?”

“Quite nervous, actually.”

“It’s alright, just try and make it seem like you’re styling yourself.”

“But..then I would probably make you look like a fool.” Yoongi looked at his friend in concern, concerned that his makeup and hair looks wouldn’t look good. Namjoon smiled. “I know your work. You’re going to do very well, follow the steps and you’ll be fine. I believe in you, stylist-nim.” He winked. Yoongi blushed and rubbed his neck, walking off to figure out what to do. One of the stylists saw Yoongi and went up to him. “You must be the new stylist! Welcome, welcome.” The stylists introduced themselves, and Yoongi introduced himself. They all got along well, showing Yoongi the ways of styling the members’ hair.

“Can I do Namjoons hair now? I’m..assigned to him.”

“Oh of course! Go ahead, they have an interview in a bit.” Yoongi tilted his head but nodded anyways. Walking off to where Namjoon was sitting. “Morning, Joonie.”

“Yoongi! Ah, you’re here. Make me look very handsome for ARMY, okay?” He nodded once more and started to get to work, fixing his hair and fixing some makeup all while Namjoon was on his phone, looking through twitter. “Your café was booming. But, I’m glad you decided to become a stylist for us, I get to see my best friend more.” Namjoon looked in the mirror. Yoongi looked up in the mirror, watching his wink towards him. “Oh-” He giggled, his cheeks turning a light pink. “Anyways, do you like it?”

“Definitely. You did such a good job, Yoon.” Namjoon sat up, leaning in to give his friend a kiss on the cheek. “No one saw, you’re lucky. I have to talk to you later.” Yoongi rubbed his neck once more, scratching it gently. “O-okay. Have a good interview..you.” He lightly punched Namjoons shoulder. Namjoon chuckled and walked off to have his interview with the others. Yoongi sighed softly and sat in the chair the taller was in, getting his phone out. “I saw what happened.” He froze in his place and glanced up, seeing Hoseok there. Not saying anything. “You two would be the cutest couple. Just keep it secret, okay?”

He nodded. “I’ll see you after the interview!” he heard, saying his goodbyes.

...

“So..what did you want to talk about?” Yoongi asked, crossing his arms. Namjoon rubbed the nape of his neck before taking a deep breath. “I want to go out with you. I know it took..years to figure it out, but I’m in love with you, Yoongi. I’m so in love with you, and I can’t show it in front of work. Please accept my love confession.” Yoongi stood speechless. He didn’t know what to say, so instead he hugged him. “Is that a yes?” Namjoon laughed softly, hugging his older friend. “It’s a yes. We would definitely have to keep it a secret now, since I’m your stylist.”

“And free concerts~”

“Alright, alright. I’m not in it just for the free concerts. I’m in it for you and only you. I don’t care about free stuff or money or anything.”

“We’re about to get a two month break soon.. did you..want to go on dates then?” Namjoon asked. Yoongi smiled and agreed, leaning up to kiss his boyfriends lips. “Of course. Now let’s go, they’re probably wondering where we are.” Yoongi turned and there stood Jimin, phone in hand. “Jimin?”

“That was..so cute.” Jimin giggled, showing Yoongi the picture of them kissing. “I’m keeping it. No, I won’t share it with anyone, it’ll just be in my phone.” Namjoon ruffled Yoongis hair and kissed his cheek, watching his face go red. “Look at him, isnt he adorable?” he asked, wrapping an arm around his boyfriends waist. Yoongi smiled shyly, hiding his face behind his hand. “Oh my goddd! You two are so so adorable!! Namgi is real!”

“Ah, Jimin-” Yoongi giggled, walking out to go talk to the other stylists. Leaving Jimin and Namjoon to talk. “So..how was kissing him?” Jimin asked.

“Great. I kissed him a few days ago, not knowing I was his first kiss. Man, he kisses like a pro.”

“Really? He’s so innocent then.”

“Innocent?” Namjoon questioned, his head moving slightly to the side. “Yeah! Like how you thought I was innocent but turned out to be a on-stage sexy guy.”

“Oh yeah..he does seem pretty innocent.”

“See? You better keep that innocence while it lasts. It may end soon, later in his years, or even now, you never kno-”

“Namjoon, Jimin!” They both heard, looking at the door. “You have to get out here, they have a whole cake for us.” Yoongi smiled brightly, running out to the cake. Namjoon chuckled. “Very innocent.”
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