Their Noona: EM

Chapter 16

A/N: Remember, this is a mature story. This is the first and last warning!

EM POV

"You know, Emmie, it might be time to clue the guys in what's happening," I heard him say over the phone. While in the car back to the hotel, Uncle Bang heard what happened and called me. "I am also concerned that your sasaeng might actually be a staff member." I hummed in response agreeing. Once Uncle Bang said it, it made total sense. How they had access to my office, but how did they get access to JYP? Only a staff member in the entertainment industry could do that.

"I will think about telling them, but not right now. They have a radio show tonight and the concert tomorrow, they need to stay focused on that," I said to Uncle Bang who sighed, but agreed with my decision.

"Oh, Uncle Bang, thank you for paying for my haircut. You should not have done that, but I really appreciate it," I said quietly.

"I wanted to pamper you a bit, seeing as I'm currently your surrogate father," Uncle Bang chuckled. We talked for a bit about our days when I finally let him go.

I was sitting on my bed in the hotel suite, both Siwon and Ha Jun in the main area on their phones. As we arrived, Ha Jun let me know that Siwon and Do Hyeon would be exchanging rooms. When I heard that, I gave a sigh of relief. One problem dealt with, a shit ton more to go. I haven't seen Yoongi since the studio and hadn't talked to him since last night.

I was worried about our relationship, fighting is normal, right? I've heard people say it's normal to have arguments and fight when in a relationship. Having no experience, I didn't know what to do. Should I apologize since I didn't do anything? Or, did I do something wrong? I growled in frustration and pulled at my hair.

"What's wrong?" I turned to see Siwon standing close, lowering his phone from his ear. I just shook my head, no one needs to know more about my personal problems.

"It's nothing, just thinking," I admit as I plop down on the sofa. I laid my head back against the cushions and stared at the ceiling.

AUTHOR POV

As BTS hurried from the studio, they looked back at Em. They were concerned because she seemed to have frozen in her spot. She hadn't translated the question that made her freeze, but Namjoon knew what it said. But he wasn't sure what the problem had been.

"Namjoon-hyung, what happened?" Jungkook asked as they sat in the dressing room, having their makeup removed. Their next stop was a radio show and they said they would provide a translator.

"It was a weird question. But the host said it was a joke?" Namjoon stated it more like a question than an answer. Everyone just looked confused, however Seokjin noticed Sejin shaking his head a little and got his attention.

"Sejin-hyung, what is going on?" Seokjin asked with command. Seokjin pulled out his commanding aura as he questioned their manager. Sejin looked a little conflicted on how to answer trying to avoid giving in to the puppy-eyes the boys were giving and the scary no-nonsense look from Seokjin.

"It's nothing," Sejin assured them. But as he hurried them out the door to their van, they heard him mutter, "at least I can't say." They all turned their heads sharply in his direction. He ignored their looks as he closed the door behind them and sat in the front seat next to their driver.

They were quiet on their way across the city to the radio station. After a while some of the boys started to dozed in their seats, but Namjoon couldn't sit still. He looked around from his seat in the back of the van in between Seokjin and Jungkook. He noticed that, for once, Yoongi was not asleep. The older boy couldn't calm his thoughts, remembering last night.