BTS's Assistant

We'll Fire Nam-joon - 11

October 21, 2019
(Nam-joon's POV) (A/N Who saw that comeing?)

I lay on the couch for a while stearing at the ceiling waiting to hear Aubrey go to her room but after a few hours I don't so I go to investigate.

Her she was asleep and her head had hit the keyboared so I did what anyone would, I went to see what she was doing.

"Defence? Against what?" I whisper before scrowing through the rest of it.

I did this, because of me Aubrey might loose her job.

Sigh I pick her up and carry her to my bed. After tucking her in I go back to the couch.

God Aubrey will be the death of me, especially since I can't have her. Am I a bad person for likeing my personal assistant?

"Ugh! This is gonna keep me up all night." I roll my eyes.

"What is?" A sleepy Aubrey looks down at me.

"Song lyrics, I'm trying to write a new song." I lie.

"How about you try to get some sleep and if your still struggling tomorrow afternoon we can work on it together two heads may be better than one but you might prefer Jungkook's help." Aubrey suggested.

"Um... sure." I smile, I couldn't tell her that I was lieing.

(Aubrey's POV)

I go back to bed after Nam-joon fell asleep and woke up feeling like shit.

October 22, 2019
I get dressed in: my grey dress; my grey tweed blazer; my black heels and black MK handbag.

I put my brown hair in a bun and use some concealer on my tattoo, once I was happy with the covereg of my tattoo I go down stairs.

"No run today?" Nam-joon asked.

"No, I have a meeting with Big Hit Entertainment Managment." I inform. "How do I look?" I twirle.

"Old." Yoon-gi answered.

"That's what I was going for." I smile sadly.

"How did you get rid of your tattoo?" Nam-joon asked.

"You had a tattoo?" Tae-hyung exclaimed.

I hold out my Make Up For Ever Full Cover Concealer "This is my secret wepon and yes I do have a Tattoo Taehyung." I answer. "I'll be back this afternoon either to collect my things or to get to work." All the boys give me a goodbye hug before I leave.

When I arive in boardroom B6 my dad greets me. "Naneun meomul su eobsda, naneun danji haeng-un-eul malhagedoeeossda. (I can't stay, I just came to say good luck.)" Dad gave me a hug before I walked to my seat.

"Jalileul jabgo Miseu Sang. (Take a seat Miss Sang.)" The head of the managment team spoke first.

I bow my head in respect and take a seat opasit the tabel to the panel.

"Geulaeseo, dangsingwaui gwangyega mueos-inji malsseum haejuseyo Nam-joon. (So, tell us what is your relationship with Nam-joon.)"

"Naneun geuui josu-ibnida. (I'm his assistant.)" I say confidently.

"I sajin-eul seolmyeonghae jusigessseubnikka? (Can you explain this photo?)" One of the junior members of the managment team slide the photo of Nam-joon and I in the take away across the table.

"Nam-joon geuui jeon yeoja chinguga teikeu aus-eulhaneun geos-eul boassseubnida. (Nam-joon saw his ex-girlfriend in the take away so he kissed me to make her jealous.)"

"Geuligo igeos? (And this one?)" One of the senior members of the managment team slid the photo of me and Nam-joon in the alleyway across the table.

"Ani, ulin domang chyeoss-eo Paparazzi geuneun naleul golmoggillo kkeulgogassseubnida. geuga ib-e son-eul daemyeon neomu museowossjiman, naega kiseu han geos-i geuleul al-a chalyeoss-eul ttae ansimhaessseubnida. (No, we were running away from Paparazzi and he grabbed me dragging me into an alleyway, I was so terrified when he put his hand over my mouth but so relieved when I found out it was him that I kissed him.)" I explain.

"Samjin. (Strike three.)" The head of the managment team slid a CCTV photo of Nam-joon and I kissing infront of Lisa. They didn't look very convinced with my explaining so far.

"Lisa deul-eo gaji anh-a naleul goelob higo iss-eossda Blackpink geulaeseo Nam-joon geunyeoleul jiltuhagehago ib-eul damullago kiseu hae jwoss-eoyo. (Lisa was harassing me for not getting into Blackpink so Nam-joon kissed me to make her jelous and to shut her up.)" I answer.

"Dangsin-eul midji anhgi wihae yongseohasibsio. geuleona dangsin-eun uliga yeogieseo manh-eun geos-eul midgileul gidaehabnida. (Forgive me for not believing you but you're expecting us to believe a lot here.)" The leader of the managment huffed.

"Wae singyeong sseunayo? dangsin-eun dangsin-i eojjaessdeun wonhaneun geos-eul midseubnida. dangsin-eun yocheonghal su issseubnida Nam-joon iyagiui geuui banjjog-eul wihae geuleona dangsindo geuleul midji anh-eul geos-ibnida. (Why do you care? You'll just believe what you want anyway. You could ask Nam-joon for his half of the story but I doubt you'll believe him either.)" I snap. "Naleul bwa, nan geuui taibjocha anigo, geuui jeon-eun aleumdabgo naneun danji naya, naneun chungbunhaji anhda Blackpink geuligo naneun hwagsilhi chungbunhaji anhda Nam-joon, naega geuleul joh-ahadeolado geuneun naega geuleul boneun geosgwa gat-eun bangsig-eulo naleul boji anh-eul geos-ibnida. (Look at me, I'm not even his type, his ex is beautiful and I'm just me, I'm not good enough for Blackpink and I'm definitely not good enough for Nam-joon, even if I do like him he'll never look at me the same way I look at him.)" I burst out into tears.

"Deiteuleul sijaghamyeon gikkeoi jig-eob-eul pogihaeyahabnida. geuleohji anh-eumyeon ulineun haego hal geos-ibnida Nam-joon. (I'll allow you to keep your job under the terms that if you do start dating you must give up your job willingly or we'll fire Nam-joon.)" The leader informed me and all I could do was nod as I continued to cry before they left me in the boardroom.