For the Love of Joon

Chapter 1-The Meeting

Namjoon POV

"I know you don't like it, but we don't have a choice. Manager Kim cannot maintain this hectic schedule anymore."
"But an American? I mean no disrespect, but what could he possibly know about managing a K-Pop group?" Namjoon asks out of frustration.

Mel POV

Today is a huge day. Possibly the biggest in my career. I live in New York. I work at the UBS Arena here. We host everything from concerts to sporting events. I am currently the coordinator for the arena. What does that mean exactly? Well, if it happens in the arena or pertains to the arena, I oversee it. Sometimes that is merely sitting at my desk confirming bookings and working with vendors. Sometimes, like today, that means filling in where needed.

I am currently waist-deep in the stage, trying to untangle a hellacious knot of chords. Today we are getting set up to be the kickoff point for the BTS world tour. Their equipment people arrived yesterday, and we have been setting up ever since. Damn, they have a lot of gear.

"Alright, Barry, try again."

Turning my head, I look at the sound tech behind me. He is currently trying to get enough slack to plug one of the many speakers.

"Yeah, thanks. That's good, Mel."

"Awesome."

I grab everything and place it on the lip of the stage so I can climb out. My dark brown hair is pulled back in a loose ponytail with strands falling in my face. I stupidly thought having bangs six months ago would be great. Now, I am paying for it while it grows out. I stand at a short 5'4" and am roughly a size 14. I'm pretty happy with the boobs, but the ass could be better. I take one last look at the floor around me.

"How you planning on getting out of their boss?"

Barry stands over me, looking down with a smirk. I am about to give him a smartass remark when I hear a voice call my name.

"Mel."

Turning, I see a middle-aged Korean man and a Korean god by his side. They walk over, and the middle-aged guy is looking down at me while the other guy is looking at Barry. The second guy holds his hand out to Barry.

"It is great to meet you, Mel, My name is Kim Namjoon."

I stifle a giggle, and all three men turn to me. Holding my hand out to Barry, he helps me out of the pit. I bend down to grab my phone and walkie. I stand up and straighten my white v-neck over the top of my jeans.

"Actually, I am Mel," I say to Namjoon, seeing the shock register on his face. "Nice to see you again, Sejin."

He bows to me and this breaks Namjoon from his trance. He bows and then excuses himself and his manager to a few feet away as they talk quietly to each other. I look at Barry, who shrugs his shoulders. They come back over, and Namjoon doesn't look happy. He is already gorgeous, but now he is doing this thing with his jaw that makes him even hotter yet intimidating.

"I apologize, Miss West, Namjoon did not know you were going to be..."

"A woman?" I ask, arching my brow

"So young." Namjoon states.

"Ah, ok. Actually, we are the same age."

"Wow, you look so much younger."

"I get that a lot," I say, chuckling.

"I thought we could treat you to lunch and discuss a few things?" Sejin states.

"Uh, sure. Let me run up to my office and change. I can meet you back here in about 15 minutes?"

"Sounds perfect."