You didn't tell me

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You are now 19 and you have learnt Korean fully. Your friend, Kim Yugyeom invited you to see JYP. You two met when you were trying to get into BB brother's but when they found out you could speak Korean they called JYP to see if you could collaborate with any of their idols and you were imeditately paired up with Got7. Of course Kim Yugyeom and Jackson Wang were curious about you since you're western and not Korean but somehow know Korean. Well yes that's how you met.

You walked to JYP, your third album was just released and had become a big success of course HE was on your mind. He never left your mind even if you were in an unknown place, in a crowd even you felt a gaze on you. The same gaze. The same burning gaze on your back. It scared you. You were cut out of your thoughts. Well splashed out of your thoughts. Since Yugyeom's water landed on your world wide beautiful face. You gasped and Yugyeom laughed and Jackson covered his mouth "Y/N are you okay?"
You chuckle "Yeah I'm fine. He's just a Pabo." Yugyeom gasped and pretended to be hurt "Y-You think I'm a P-Pabo?" You hug him "Awwee, Oppa sometimes you just have to accept reality." Just as your finished your sentence Jackson burst out laughing. And Yugyeom pouts
"Come Y/N! Let's go!" Jackson beams
Soon you ended up talking with the 7 boys and you sang with Youngjae.
You danced with Yugyeom and Jackson and spoke with JB and Jinyoung and played around with BamBam and Mark. And soon It became 19:00 and you had to go back to the hotel and you sigh and hugged them all, Jackson however clinged on to you. Not wanting to let you go "Come on J- Oppa." Jackson smiles and let's go.
You walked down the roads and streets, humming quietly pulling your suitecase behind you. Admiring Seoul and you didn't notice anyone you just took in the world. You stumbled a bit tripping over the pavement. And someone caught you and held you so you could balanced  yourself.
"T-Thank you." You stutter, shy
"No problem." A male said.
Your eyes went wide and your ears pricked up. That voice was painfully familiar.
"Are you okay?" The male asked
"Yes I'm fine..." You whisper and go to walk past him.
He grabs your wrist "Wait I can't just leave you alone-- Y/N?!"
Yes the male who saved you from falling was Namjoon.
"Hello Namjoon.." You said nervously
"Why didn't you tell me you were here?"
"Well you stopped replying didn't you?"
He looked down "Y/N-"
"I know it's hard being the idol. I get it I am now one too."
Namjoon bit his lip "Why didn't you keep messaging me?"
You scoffed "I don't like bothering people, Namjoon. I wanted you to text me first for once."
Namjoon looks at her "I'm sorry."
"There is nothing to apologise for."
"Well that's what you want isn't it?"
"No it's not. What I wanted is for you to care. And that was a stretch and I knew that. That's why I waited!" You protested. You were done with this, you pulled your wrist out of his grip and walked away.

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