BTS's Assistant

Nambrey! - 23

October 24, 2019
(Aubrey's POV)

"Your room is finished Aubrey." Yoon-gi came down stairs brushing some saw dust off his jeans.

"Yoon-gi, you're so sweet." I smiled.

"Don't look at me, Nam-joon did most of the work until your brother called him to pick you up and he ditched me." Yoon-gi threw his hands in the air.

"Thank you, Nam-joon." I thank him shortly.

"It was nothing, Hyun-joong and Hyun-jun didn't have much work left they were just stalling." Nam-joon brushed it off.

"I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier, it was childish, but you really did hurt me Nam-joon." I apologize, kind of.

"I already forgave you when we kissed in my car." Nam-joon smiled at me.

"You kissed him after what he did to you? If that was Ji-min I'd leave him." Ho-seok spoke.

"That's why you're the dominent, you won't take bullshit." I laugh.

"Have you seen your old kiss photos recently, you guys have a ship name now, Nambrey!" Tea-hyung cheered out of the blue. "What? I ship it!" Tea-hyung defended himself as everyone stared at him with confusion. "Look." Tea-hyung rammed his phone in my face.

"Calm down." I flinch back in shock then lean in to see it closer.

"Who knows who this is?" Nam-joon read a comment aloud.

"I think her name is Aubrey or something like that, she's their assistant." I read.

"Guys I got it! Their ship name, Nambrey! 😍😍😍" We both read.

I look at Nam-joon with love in my eyes, even though I know I shouldn't yet, I can't help but love him.

"I think you need some rest after the day you had." Nam-joon wrapped his arms around me kissing my forehead.

"Stop being so adorable!" Tae-hyung complained.

"You're just grumpy because you don't have the guts to ask me for Kwan's number." I stick my toung out at Tae-hyung

"Nam-joon is right, go to bed." Tae-hyung huffed.

"You know it's the truth Tae." I cover my mouth when I realize how informal I'm talking to him. "I'm sorry Mr Kim Tae-hyung." I bow at a 90° angle.

"It's okay Aubrey, I actually like it." Tea smiled.

"Here, however I wouldn't call it right now, she's probably asleep or drinking Gin." I laugh as I look at Seok-jin over Tae's shoulder.

"She's drinking me?!" Seok-jin teased.

"The other Gin." I giggle.

"I see, good night Aubrey." Seok-jin bowed his head and left.

I went up to my own room to compleat and send my daily report before I fall asleep on my desk again.

*Dream*
I wadel into the apartment with my baby bump after a long hard day at college.

I drop my bag by the door and look around for Hyun-joong and there he was in the kitchen with a bottle of beer, a sight I had grown to fear.

"Naneun dangsin-eul gidaligo iss-eossda. (I've been waiting for you.)" Hyun-joong smirks wikedly before gripping my hair.

"Gaja Hyun-joong! (Let go Hyun-joong!)" I scream

"Gyeolko jibang-i eobs-seubnida. (Never fatty.)" He kept smirking as he threw me against the wall.

"Naneun ttungttunghaji anh-a imsin haess-eo! dangsin-i nal apeuge haeyo. (I'm not fat I'm pregnant! You're hurting me.)" I cry out.

"Joh-eun. (Good.)" He smirked and then I did something I didn't understand.

"Nam-joon!" I call out though I didn't know him back here.

"He won't come to save you this time princess. You're really week calling out to him like this you know? He's only useing you like I was, you're an easy fuck just like your brother is to mine." Hyun-joong started talking to me.

"I'm still dreaming." I tell myself.
*End of Dream*

I wake up and start crying, that's when Nam-joon burst through my door.

"I heared you screaming from my room next door, is everything ok?" Nam-joon pulled my bed down from the wall. "Why are you crying?" Nam-joon rushed over to wipe my tears away when he notices I was crying.

"I had a bad dream about him again." I hiss the word him with so much venom I was scared that I had poisoned Nam-joon.

"I'm here now, you have nothing to be afraid of." Nam-joon picked me up and carried me over to the bed. "Besides me maybe." Nam-joon started kissing my neck gently but I fell asleep in his arms again.

October 25, 2019
When I woke up I saw a little note on the bedside table.

Gone to get you some brekfast don't you dare move, I'm not happy with you from last night. xxx Nam-joon.

I was half undressed as I was about to change when Nam-joon came in with our brekfast on a tray.

"I want to be a gentleman and look away but I can't." Nam-joon started kissing my shoulder after he placed the tray on my desk.

"Then don't." I smile before he threw me on the bed.

He made out with me only in my bra and pajama shorts until he broke us apart. "I'd love to continue this but we just got back ... together...? And BTS have a concert tonight so we have last minute rehersal this afternoon." He kissed my nose as I pout. "Eat up, you'll need your strength." Nam-joon winked at me.

I ate with Nam-joon in a blissfully happy fog, he was treating me like a princess- no! better- a queen, his queen.

But that all ended with one phone call. I picked it up after seeing the caller ID was my Dad.

"Annyeong appa? (Hello dad?)" I smak Nam-joon as he starts to chuckle.

"Nugunga usgoissneun geos-euldeul-eul su issseubnikka? (Can I hear someone laughing?)" Dad asked.

"Ne, nae samusil-eissneun sonyeondeul jung han myeongman jung-yohabnikka? naneun achim sigsaui jung-gan-e iss-eossda. (Yeah just one of the boys in my office, is this important? I was in the middle of breakfast.)" I lie.

"Samusil-eseo achim sigsa? (Breakfast in your office?)" dad questioned.

"Geuleohseubnida, naneun sonyeon junbi konseoteu junbileul banghaehago sipji anh-assseubnida. (Yes, I didn't want to interrupt the boys pre concert prep.)" I lie again.

"Naega chamjo. sonyeondeul-eun wiheom-e cheohae issseubnida.i konseoteueseo chuga boan-i pil-yohabnida. hunlyeon-eul ij-ji malgo modeun biyong-eulo sonyeondeul-eul bohohasibsio. (I see. The boys are in danger, we need extra security at this concert, don't forget your training and protect the boys at all cost.)" He spoke sternly.

"Algessseubnida. (Yes sir.)" I answer before putting the phone down.