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namjoon - request

thank you savemeoppa for requesting!

You hum 'Boy With Luv' under your breath, happily assisting the stylists in packing up all their makeup and clothes, occasionally stopping to have a chat with a few of the ladies as you clean. It's only fair that you help out, the staff always kind enough to let you relax in the dressing rooms while the boys go out to perform, each staff member finding your presence somewhat amusing.

"Y/N," one of the stylists calls, smiling sweetly at you as you turn with a smile of your own. "We're done now so we'll head out and pack up the vans. You wait here for the boys and Halsey, okay?"

You nod, handing her the last of the makeup bags and sigh, collapsing into Namjoon's chair with a groan. You honestly don't know how they do it, your muscles already hating you for making them do all that lifting. You immediately pick up your phone, folding your legs together as you switch it on, giggling at your lock screen.

Namjoon pokes his tongue out in the photo, his eyes crossed in the most retarded way as you kiss his cheek, your face partially hidden by your hair. You took this a few years back when Namjoon's schedule wasn't as hectic as it is now and he had more time to spend with you. Of course, you aren't complaining. You're beyond proud of your boyfriend and all that he's done to inspire millions to achieve their dreams. All his packed schedule means is that you're also trailing behind them on every tour and to every tv performance, making sure that you're a part of this as much as you need to be.

Namjoon needs your support, he's told you that much so being there with him for everything makes you feel certain that you're doing that part right.

The door swings open, your phone falling to the floor as you jump, hand fluttering to your heart. Shaking your head, you pick up your phone and return it to the table, smiling at Hoseok who apologises for his loud entrance.

Each member after him greets you with an enthusiastic hug and smile, asking you a few simple questions before moving to get changed. At least, that's what you thought. You watch in confusion as they simply take a seat, interacting with each other. Pouting, you move your gaze back to the door, Namjoon walking in with the biggest grin. You're about to run into his arms and pepper his face with kisses but resist the urge when Halsey walks in, her arm suggestively brushing up against his.

Namjoon's eyes meet yours and you expect him to hold his arms out wide, reach to catch you as he always does but he simply flicks his gaze back to Halsey, his smile brightening.

Oh, no, you think to yourself, walking sadly to the couch that Jin and Yoongi occupy. They look at you knowingly, smiling sadly to silently offer their support. You squish yourself in between them and sigh, resting your head tiredly on Jin's shoulder.

"Don't overthink it," Yoongi whispers, patting your knee twice before standing to get himself some food, silently throwing some at the younger members who are occupied by whatever's on Jungkook's phone.

After what seems like forever, Halsey leaves the dressing room, the boys sighing in relief as they all go to strip off their shirts, laughing about how awkward it was with Halsey in there a few minutes ago. Not even fazed by the bodies of the members, you shuffle your way towards Namjoon, pouting as he glances at you warily.

"What's wrong, baby?" He asks, stripping his shirt off before cupping your cheeks with a small smile, his dimples making your cheeks heat up.

"You didn't hug me or kiss me when you walked in today. You were busy with Halsey," you mumble, looking down at the floor. Truth be told, you feel a little mean saying it. Halsey is gorgeous and her personality is literally the best so it makes no sense that you're mad at her. Maybe it's just the jealousy seeping through.

"Sorry, bub, Halsey and I were talking," he sheepishly explains, pulling a loose white shirt over his head, quickly swapping his jeans for sweatpants.

"Yeah, I saw," you scowl, folding your arms across your chest dramatically. He chuckles, standing straight so that he's taller than you by a good three heads.

"Were you jealous? Aww, that's so cute!" He gushes, kissing your cheeks with a few laughs in between each kiss. "Don't worry your pretty little head, we were talking about you. I was just telling her about how much I love you since she asked how we were doing."

Your shoulders droop, suddenly feeling bad for getting so mad. You open your mouth to apologise, a grunt of surprise leaving it instead as Namjoon pulls you in for a hug.

"You know you're the only one for me, right?" He murmurs, kissing the top of your head affectionately. You nod, wrapping your arms around his torso, pressing your cheek into his chest.