HER || A BTS FANFICTION

HIM

He looked across the studio and saw the new coordinator fumbling with the clothes they used for their V live broadcast earlier. She was very petite, about 5 foot 2 or 3. Her skin was a bit tan, golden even, not the typical Korean girl he was so used to seeing.

Wait, was she even Korean?

He remembered Klara noona talking about her bestfriend joining Ji Won noona's team. 

This must be her.

The new coordi reached into her black bag and pulled out a small notebook. She looked down at the notebook, thinking to herself. 

He felt a moment of unease. Why couldn't he stop looking at her? 

While biting onto her pen she surprisingly met his gaze. 

For a second, he felt his gaze locked on her beautiful brown eyes. 

Those beautiful eyes.

It felt like he saw her clearly for the very first time.

Her face was quite thin with unusually high cheekbones, though it suited her. But her eyes were extremely beautiful, chocolate brown, and almond shaped.

She smiled at him briefly and looked back at her notebook.

What? That wasn't the reaction girls usually gave him whenever he looked at them.

What was her name again?

"Hyung." he whispered to Namjoon who was right beside him. "What's the new coordi's name again?"

Namjoon rolled his eyes. "Ya, weren't you paying attention earlier?" he whispered back.

He frowned and shook his head, "I was! I don't know. I forgot," he said quietly, unable to take his eyes off her. "what's her name?"

"Brooklyn. Her nickname's Brook." Namjoon quickly replied.

"Can she speak and understand korean?"

"I guess. Maybe a little? I heard her talk to Dahye in Korean."

He nodded and before he knew it, he found himself walking towards her direction.

"Annyeong." he said politely.

She looked up at him with a surprised smile, and bowed deeply towards him. "Annyeong hasseo. Brook-imnida."

"So sorry we weren't able to greet you properly," he said in Korean and stopped abruptly. "do you understand?" he suddenly asked in English.

Damn, his diction wasn't perfect but he was getting there.

She nodded. "Jo-Keum," she said with her tiny hand. "and it's all good, you guys are busy right now."

"How old are you?" he said picking up a jacket that fell on the floor.

Well, that was a bit straightforward. 

She took the jacket from him and grabbed a wooden hanger from the rack. "You don't wanna know. I'm quite old. I'm 27." she said with flushed cheeks.

He stepped back with a frown. "Jinjja? Anniyo. You look like you're my age. You even look like you're Jungkook's age."

She chuckled and shook her head. "Of course not. Geojismalhaji mala (Don't lie)"

"Ya!"

He turned to see Namjoon looking at him. "We have to practice again. Let's go!"

He bit his lip and nodded. "Anyway it was to nice to meet you, noona," he said with a smile, still facing her while walking back towards the boys. "let's talk more later."

She chuckled and gave him a bright smile that showed a small dimple on her right cheek. "Likewise."