Miss Right | BTS SMUT

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Accompanied by a few soft knocks, you called Namjoon's name. You heard a faint "just a sec" from the other side before a disheveled looking Namjoon opened the door of his studio.

He was a bit shocked when he saw you standing outside his door since you were supposed to be home with the other guys at that moment. However, he brushed it off and chose not to comment on it.

"Mind if I come in?", you smiled your brightest smile, hoping he'd reciprocate it. It sure did, but it left as soon as it appeared.

But at least, right?, you thought silently, your smile faltered a bit but you had to keep that plastered all night just to radiate some happiness and positivity that would hopefully be caught by the man.

The door was wide open just as soon as you've asked. Namjoon stepped aside, allowing you entrance in his own personal studio. You've only been inside once ever since you started working for them, and you didn't even stay that long, so it was only now that you're able to really look at the inside. So, you allow your eyes to wander.

The studio's just like any ordinary home studios with monitors, speakers, a comfy swivel chair, a sofa, an organ and other recording stuff you don't even know what it's called or how it's used. However, what makes this studio unique is the fact that this one has a Namjoon's touch to it—that being the KAWS figurines he collects, which are aesthetically organized as if it were a museum. Overall, the room looks so artsy and expensive—so Kim Namjoon.

"Wow", you unintentionally let out as you studied every corner and every detail of the room, and Namjoon just let you be. "Your studio looks amazing"

"Thanks", Namjoon uttered softly. "I've kept the things I've destroyed hidden so not to destroy the interior", he said shyly and you couldn't help but chuckle.

"So, what's up? Shouldn't you be home with the guys right now?", he continued while also gesturing you to sit down on his sofa. You did as you watched him strode back to his station and continued whatever he was doing before you came.

You knew he didn't wanna be rude, it's just the stress taking over his body, so you just let him be, cause he wouldn't be acting like that for too long. You were adamant about taking his stress away—one way or another.

"Had to stay behind to do some tasks Bang PD gave me. I actually just finished, so I came to see if you're ready to leave", you explained. "So... you ready to head home?"

He spun his chair to face you. "Oh, I see. You should go first. I still got things to do", he responded.

"It's ok, I could wait", you smiled while making yourself comfortable on his couch.

"You don't have to. This might take a while and I'm not sure what time it'll be done", he turned you down. "And it's really late. I'm sure you wanna lay down and sleep already"

"True with the laying down part", you chuckled. "But I could always do that here...", you pat the cushion. "...that is if you're only ok with it. Besides, I'm not really sleepy so I could just stall some time here instead of being bored at home", you smiled brightly, hoping it would help convince him to let you stay.

Sorry, Namjoon. I might be so persistent and am probably invading your space but I need to stay here to help you. Just trust me.

He thought for a few seconds before speaking.

"Well, if you really insist", Namjoon said, indicating you could hang out in his studio while he works. "I'm just gonna speed things up so we could go home"