Bangtan's Release || BTS x Reader

Her Confession

As he read it, his eyes widened.

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The note read: 

"Namjoon Oppa, today is the first time I am gathering the courage to tell you how I feel. For the longest time, I've liked you but could never bring myself to tell you. I know it might sound out of the blue but I would appreciate if you could hear me out and meet me at  SooSoo Coffee in Gangnam tomorrow at  10 am. Lisa."

Namjoon finished reading the note and his facial expression betrayed him. He was shocked. He never thought she'd feel this way about him. They didn't know each other that well. Sure, they had talked many times, but he never thought more of it. And here she was, confessing to him. He hated having to hurt someone, especially a woman. She was a lovely girl, just not the one he was in love with.

Although he already knew that his answer would be no, he still wanted to have the decency to do it face to face and decided to go and meet her as she requested. After folding the note and shoving it into his pocket, he made his way back to his members.

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It was about  2 am at the end of the after-party and every idol group was making their way back to their respective manager and vans. 

Jimin, Jungkook, and Hoseok were in a van with Na-Ri, while the other boys were in the other. They were all exhausted; it was a silent ride back to the dorm.

Once both vans got to Hannam the Hill, the boys started to make their back into the complex.  Namjoon caught up to Na-Ri and gently grabbed her wrist. She stopped in her tracks and turned around to see Namjoon looking down at her. She gave him a questioning look prompting him to speak. 

Namjoon: "Can I stay with you tonight? I only want to cuddle, promise." he asked in a low voice, blushing.

She smiled at the older boy, feeling her cheeks heating up and butterflies somersaulting in her stomach. "Yes, of course; I'd love that." she shyly replied. Of course, nothing escapes the other members who, despite their tiredness, could not help giggling and teasing Namjoon as he stayed behind in the elevator with Na-Ri. All were teasing him, except one. Taehyung. He looked at Namjoon, holding her hand as the doors closed, taking the couple two floors up.

He stood there, in front of the elevator door, his fists in a ball, knuckles white, jaw clenched. He was staring straight ahead, but looking at nothing in particular. He was lost in his thoughts, lost in his feelings. He was imagining Namjoon and Na-Ri kissing and touching each other, and that was enough to make his stomach turn. But it was not in disgust. It was in jealousy.

As Taehyung finally stepped into the apartment, the mysterious member who was aware of the situation observed his every move. He had noticed how Taehyung was uncomfortable as the leader stayed behind with Na-Ri and he could see the conflict on his face. He could tell that the boy's feelings were not brotherly feelings. It was something more. The member sighed and made his way to his own room.