I think being friends with a couple of BTS fangirls is a little bit hard to follow. Especially if you invited them to Korea before they performed.You had free tickets from work; your hard work always pays off.
You were never a fan. You heard their music and it was great. Catchy. But you never had the time to know their names and recognize their faces regarding the fact that you always let your work suffocate you and your time.
"I'm so excited for the concert tomorrow night" "I know. It's going to be great" "This is awesome" "How about you, Y/N? Are you excited?"
I didn't realize I was the topic of interest till one of my friends nudged my shoulder. "Yeah sure" was all I said.
The three giggled with joy and so much excitement, it made me happy for them. We've been in college together and inseparable ever since. Maybe it was a good idea to drag them all over to Seoul for their sake and yours.
"Why not we get some snacks. I'm starving" one of them mentions as the rest agrees. "I'll get some" I happily suggested. Only wanting to let them fangirl and not be uncomfortable with me not relating that much.
I passed by aisles, finding something edible, even attempting to read the contents and failing afterwards.
"Aish- I told you already. I'll handle it.. Yes, I'm the only fluent amongst us.. FINE BYE"
I tried finding where the grunting was from, peaking over the next aisle,
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His hair was brownish and definitely unnatural. His shirt hugged his fine figure, it looked hot on him. He was hot. He slams his phone on the counter probably from the previous call before mumbling something in Korean - probably cursing silently.
He started speaking fluently to the staff as he obeyed every word the man said. Though he didn't look foreign at all. He had that look that simply proved he was a native of the country.
I instantly grabbed my things and left them by the counter - eying the staff to do his work, leaving the man unattended.
I could feel his gaze on me, staring at me carefully with a smirk plastered on his face. I didn't mind him though.
I brought out my wallet to pay, just to see my card's been rejected. The tall man laughed.
"You know what, here" He left some cash in the counter that was more than enough to pay for everything. "Looked like you needed some help"
"I do" I muttered as the smug look on his face returned. "You do speak english well to be Korean"
"I practice" he snickers. "You're not too bad yourself. You're not from here are you?"
"No" I chuckled as he nods as a response. "So you don't know me?" "Why would I know you?" I chuckled over his arrogance. "You'll see when you send this photo-" He instantly takes my phone in his hands and snaps a picture of both of us and dropping it by the counter. "-to all of your friends"
"Why would I want to do that?" I lifted my eyebrows suggestively.
"You'll see, babygirl"
With that, he just strolled off with the most self-centered stride.
I walked over and attempted what he said. My friends screamed. "WHAT THE HELL Y/N?!"
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" "WHERE IS HE?!" "OMFG OMFG OMFG"
"Who is it?" I asked cluelessly.
"Omg Y/N, you are so not in your head right now. That's NAMJOON or Rap Monster from BTS"
