KPOP PotLuck

What Did You Expect?

It was a somewhat casual friday afternoon in the life of Y/N, she was home alone, like most days since her parents were always gone to do something in their lives. With music blasting throughout the house and a book in her hand, the teen quietly hummed to herself as she flipped through the piece of literature. Since it was friday, she knew that her friend, Kim Namjoon would be coming over for the weekend to "babysit" her since she has a knack for being irresponsible, or so her parents say. Really it was just a way for her to see her friend since he has college classes and his music career that takes him just about everywhere. Kim did his best to make time for the l, but both knew that it would always be a difficult process. She has had a rather large crush on the Korean long before his music career, but due to differences in age and other matters, she never bothered to speak out on her feelings. Sighing, she grabs the stereo remote beside her and turns the volume up on her music to drown her thoughts as she flips through pages and awaits another normal weekend to pass her by, but boy was she wrong.

Kim Namjoon POV.

Today was a pretty... Adventurous day I suppose. I woke up a bit early for some reason and Seokjin decided that he wanted to go on a scavenger hunt for some type of chocolate. I didn't know why though. He hates store bought chocolate. Despite my confusion, I went on the chocolate search with him. My hyung Yoongi didn't know what he wanted to do today, so he stayed in his room. I left him alone although he did seem a bit upset. V went out to buy groceries, and everyone else decided to be lazy and play games. I on the other hand, get to do something fun for the weekend. At least, to me, it's fun. I get to watch my most favorite girl for the weekend. I mean, I know she's younger, that doesn't make her any less special to me. It only took me about 45 minutes to drive from the BTS house to hers. Grabbing my duffel bag and keys. I walk up the steps of the small two story house. Gently grabbing the doorknob, I twist it, or at least try to, only to find it locked from the inside. With a slight groan, I knock on the door loudly.

"Princess?! Open the door!" I call out, using a name I gave her years ago. As expected. I didn't receive a response. Music blasted throughout the closed window of the living room. Grumbling to myself, I flip through my keychain and find the house key. Unlocking the door, I open it to be blasted with music. I shake my head, closing the door. I walk into the livingroom to see her laying on the couch. So far, all I could tell that she was wearing a pastel pink skirt, but sadly, she covered her legs with a pair of damn stockings, but black looks good on her so I can't be too mad. I kind of want to see her without the stockings though... I make my way to the couch and move to the end of it so I could glance at her book. Deciding to have some fun, I reach around and grab her sides.

"Whatcha doin?" I shout over the music. Next thing I new, there was a high pitched scream and something smacking me on the face, causing me to land on the floor in pain as I rubbed my aching nose.

"What the Hell, Woman?!?!? What is wrong with you?" I scream out as I hear the heavy music quiet down to barely be heard.

"What's wrong with me?! What's wrong with you?!!"

"Who smacks a personwith a book?"

"What kind of idiot sneaks up behind someone to scare the living hell out of them?"

"Well clearly, I'm that kind of idiot." I grumble as I sit up, steadily rubbing my nose.

"And that why your ass got hit." She replies before laying back on the couch.

"No cursing, Princess. You know that." I say sternly and she shrugs before going back to her book.

"Whatcha gonna do? Spank me?" She says to me in a mocking tone.