Namjoon: "Do you want me to move?" Rap monster says, slightly quiet.
Me: "No, you're fine." I say back.
Namjoon: "Does 'fine' mean you want me to move?"
Me: "Why would that mean I want you to move?"
Namjoon: "Because 'fine' is like a code word that girls use."
Me: "Why would I be speaking in code?" I ask, frustrated at the simple matter.
Namjoon: "Because girls are like that!" He says, getting louder.
Me: "Girls are like what?!" I say, raising in volume as well.
The car stars driving.
Namjoon: "They never say what they actually mean!"
Me: "So we constantly lie?"
Namjoon: "NO! You just-"
Me: "Just what?"
The argument is getting slightly heated and I can tell that the others are feeling tense but the car is already driving so there is nowhere for them to go.
Namjoon: "You manipulate your words so that guys don't know how you actually feel!"
Me: "And you think you don't do that too?!"
Namjoon: "Of course we do that."
Me: "Then why are you on my back about it?!"
Namjoon: "Because I don't know if you like me or not!"
Me: "Of course I like you! I've told you already how much you guys mean to me!"
Namjoon: "I DON'T MEAN THAT TYPE OF LIKE!" He shouts.
Me: "THEN WHAT TYPE OF 'LIKE' DO YOU MEAN?!" I yell back.
At that moment Namjoon pushes himself forward and kisses me, pulling me forward with one arm as the other is around the back of my neck. At first, I'm shocked, the adrenalin in me has reached its peak so I give myself a second to let my heartbeat slow down and then I melt into it. His lips are soft and it's somehow comforting knowing that he's holding me. What is this feeling? It's like everything is, right.
CLICK CLICK CLICK
Namjoon pulls out of the kiss and we turn our heads instantly to the sound. There we see Jimin, Jin and J-hope sat next to each other, phones out with a fake innocent look upon their faces. They just took a photo of us, didn't they?
Namjoon: "GIVE ME THAT, NOW!" Namjoon yells, launching himself forwards at Jin, trying to steal his phone.
I sit in my space, trying to take in what just happened. After clambering to get Jin's phone for a while, Namjoon finally gives up and sits back down next to me. The seat emits a light 'woosh' sound as the air escapes from the fabric underneath his butt. *I can't stop laughing at how I just described him sitting down, lemme try and compose myself real quick, pffft*
He doesn't make eye contact and has his hands in his lap. I can see from the corner of my eye that he's biting his lip and figuring out what to say.
Namjoon: "Uh, about what I just did..." He says, slightly shy.
Me: "umm," I'm still trying to process what that was. "we kissed. What the f-"
Namjoon: "I'm sorry." He says, holding the back of his neck and looking away from me.
Namjoon: "I'm such an idiot." He snaps, sighing and hiding his face in his hands.
I chuckle to myself.
Me: "You're not an idiot, Namjoon, we all know your IQ is 148."
I see him smile through his hands but during the rest of the journey there are no interactions between us. His hands seem to be permanently stuck to his face and only detach when he gets out the car.
The car door opens and Namjoon is the first to bolt out, walking briskly to the entrance in hopes of getting further away from me and the events that just took place. One by one the other guys slowly get out of the car any walk at an average human pace to the entrance. I look up, Jin is in front of me. He is filled with energy and a childish grin is the only thing that I can see.
Jin: "It's finally happening!!!" He squeals, shaking his hands out of excitement.
Me: "Nothing is happening Jin, wipe that look off of your face." I turn to the door so he doesn't see me blush and scoot closer to it. I exit the car; the air is so much cooler and the breeze makes me feel light and airy. Mm refreshing. But wait- Somethings- off...
"AHHH!" loud cries force my head to quickly turn, I see a hoard of fans (mostly teenage girls) behind a row of metal bars that lead to the entrance. That caught me off guard! Looking a camera straight in the lens, I hear a click and-
FLASH
There are flashes everywhere, it seems nobody isn't documenting something. I tense up and start to panic, what the heck. Nothing is private, not even pre-show rehearsal. Do fans always show up this early? My heart starts to beat faster as the crowd seems to be increasing. White light from the cameras fill my vision. Nausea causes the screams to slur from high pitch to low. I'm so dizzy; I can't move or I'm sure to fall. My legs feel like they're going to give way, what do I do?
Then it happens, my limbs collapse under my fear and I start to fall towards the ground. Suddenly a hand supports my waist and brings me back up. Jin. He places one of my hands in his and leads me towards the entrance. I don't see much due to my blurry vision but he keeps speaking to me, reassuring me. He then leads me into the building, smiling at the cameras along the way.
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Touring, Namjoon X Reader
FanfictionAn artist, who now works from home, meets a BTS member in the grocery store (hmm wonder who would be there) leading her to meet the rest of the guys, but what happens when she has to leave? *ooo mysterious - does that make you want to read me?*