Bought by the Bangtan Boys (BTS Fanfic)

Chapter 3

I stared, completely bewildered as I studied the abundance of celebrities, their varying frames all adorned by insanely expensive and luxurious items of clothing. The casino itself was truly magnificent, clearly worth millions of dollars. It was something out of a dream, I found myself unable to even begin to comprehend that I was standing here, in one of the world's most famous casinos, and wearing possibly the world's most basic work uniform amongst such gorgeous celebrities.

Oh my god, what am I doing here?! I need to leave, now. 

I turned towards where J-Hope had been, opening my mouth to explain that I needed to leave urgently, yet he was suddenly no where to be seen. 

This was just my luck.

"J-Hope?!" I whispered, wondering how on earth he had managed to sneak away in just a few seconds.

I turned around once again, towards the casino, hoping to see any sign of him. To my dismay, he had completely disappeared. Deciding that now would be a perfect time to sneak back into the elevator and remain unnoticed, I abruptly turned around and began walking. 

Taking the first step, I instantly felt my body collide with another. I let out a small gasp, surprised by the sudden impact. I turned to face the strong figure that I had just collided with, when I felt my stomach completely drop. 

There, looking down at me with his towering height, was none other than Rap Monster, his features adorned by an all-but-amused glare.

"Uh, Mr.. Rap Monster, my apologies." I bowed deeply, feeling as though I wanted the ground to swallow me whole. 

Could this night seriously get any worse?!

"That's Nam-joon, to you." He sternly responded, his facial expressions not changing whatsoever. 

"I-I'm deeply sorry, Mr Nam-joon." I stuttered, feeling the heat rush to my face, "Is there anything that I could get you?" I asked, desperately trying to sound as though I weren't completely and utterly intimidated by him.

"Man, this party really did just get trashy." He rudely ignored my question and commented, loud enough for me and the two girls by his side to hear, to which they snickered. 

I had absolutely no idea as of how to respond, had this jerk really just said that to me?! I may have not been dressed for the occasion, but I hadn't exactly planned to be dragged into an elevator by a complete stranger, only to have him then disappear ten seconds later.

"C'mon Rap Mon, leave the poor girl alone." An unknown voice spoke from behind me. I turned to be greeted by a mint-green-haired boy, he wore a small smile upon his face.

Oh my god.. that's Suga.. One of South Korea's most famous rappers!

"M-Min Yoongi, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I'll be leaving now." I politely bowed, using every ounce of my strength to not scream I'm such a huge fan!

"You can call me Suga," He smiled, genuinely. It had been much more kind than when Rap Monster told me what I could and couldn't call him. 

"Oh, I'm such a huge fan of your music." I mentally slapped myself, did I seriously just say that?!

Suga laughed, "Thank you, It's always great to meet a fan." 

Rap Monster clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes out of annoyance. "Suga, are you coming?" He asked, his deep voice laced with a rasp.

"Ah, yeah," He nodded, "Nice meeting you.. uh, I don't think I caught your name?"

"Oh, Kim Juyeon." I smiled.

"Juyeon." He smiled and nodded, as though he were approving of it. "Nice meeting you, Juyeon." He conclusively said, before walking away with Rap Monster, who non-surprisingy left without saying a word.

I stood in the same place for a few seconds, watching as the two men walked off, as well as the two women who had been with Rap Monster. 

Breaking out of my brief daydream,  I noticed a white piece of fabric fall out of Rap Monster's suit pocket, which he seemingly didn't notice.

Feeling my own curiosity get the better of me, I took a few steps towards the white cloth, picking it up and examining it. It appeared to be a silk glove, almost perfectly resembling the type of gloves used to handle precious paintings or sculptures. 

Why would Rap Monster be carrying this around? Should I give it back to him?

I contemplated back and forth between giving him the glove, but my own kindness seemed to override my own common sense. Walking towards where I had seen Rap Monster and Suga walk off, I took fast steps in order to catch up with them.

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I apologise for this chapter being so incredibly short! I have actually written a lot more than what is here, but decided to break it up into two parts, as having it all in one chapter would be extremely long. The next chapter will be uploaded very soon, so please stay tuned. I hope you are all enjoying the story so far! :)