Their Noona: EM

Chapter 18

EM POV

As the boys finished the soundcheck, I continued to stand in the wings waiting for my moment. The guys said their good-byes and turned to walk backstage. There was a foot ladder next to me and I climbed up a couple steps in order to be tall enough. As soon as I saw that head of hair and I launched myself at him.

"Ahhh!" Namjoon screamed as I landed on his back. I knew he could handle my weight since Jungkook did this to him often and the maknae was much heavier than me. As soon as I landed I pulled his head into a headlock.

"This is your punishment!" I growled into his ear. I slid my body off him, keeping my arms around his neck and head. Namjoon nearly had to bend in half in order to follow along. As soon as I landed on the floor I started to rub my nuckles on his head, giving him a nuggie.

"Aish, Yoongi-hyung, get your girl off me!" Namjoon muffled shouted, but without any heat. I could see his face reflected off a mirror that was located backstage for final look checks before going on, he was actually smiling.

"Nuh unh, nope. You are the one who did that, not me!" I heard Yoongi shout as he hurried his way back to their dressing room to change. The rest of the guys chuckled at us. With my fingers feeling sore, I finally let go.

"I could have given you a worse punishment. Just be happy I let you off easy!" I play-glared at him, pointing my finger at him. This made the staff around us cleaning up chuckle. This whole conversation was in English and the lessons were paying off because they actually understood the conversation except for a couple words.

"I'm sorry I didn't warn you, but I could see the crowd noticing you. I wanted to cut out the rumors, even if they were true, in order to help protect you," Namjoon said shyly. I gave him a sweet smile.

"I appreciate that, but I really have stage fright. I can't believe I was able to form sentences!" The boys led the way back to their dressing room. Namjoon slung his arm around my shoulders as we walked. When we were about to enter the dressing room, Namjoon looked at me with a mischievous look.

"What?" I asked him, raising an eyebrow.

"Let's mess with Yoongi. He left me to fend for myself, my hyung was supposed to help me," then Namjoon whispered to me the plan. I laughed but accepted, even though I was still feeling a little sore from my night Yoongi.

BTS POV

The doors to the room swung open showing Namjoon with a shit-eating grin. Everyone froze to see that he was giving Em a piggyback. Namjoon spun her around and she laughed enjoying the ride. The boys looked like they wanted to join in the laughing with Namjoon and Em, but they shot quick looks to Yoongi.

Said boy was watching the pair with a blank face, but having lived together for years, they could see that Yoongi was annoyed. What they didn't know was that Yoongi wasn't annoyed at them playing around. He was annoyed because he had never given her piggyback and probably won't because Em is very conscious about his shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Sejin entered the room with Ha Jun and Siwon behind him. This just caused the duo to giggle before Namjoon helped Em slide down to the ground.

"Nothing," Namjoon said and then pretended nothing even happened. Chuckling, Em then continued into the room and sat down in a chair near the door, avoiding the rest of the boys. They were a little worried that she was mad them all for what Namjoon and Jimin did. But, it became apparent she just didn't want to be in the way.

"Em-ssi, would you be able to help us out for a moment?" One of the stage managers that was in charge of making sure the stage was set-up correctly.

"No problem, Jung Heowon-sshi," Em chirped as she jumped off the chair she was sitting in.