bad boy

Chapter 2

You gasped for air and widened your eyes in shock when your body was being pulled into one of the dark changing rooms. Your back firmly hit the wall and you tried to see who was holding your wrist. And it was him again. You knew he was trouble and now you got yourself into it. If someone caught you inside this room you would get fired. It was against the rules to have contact with idols after your shift has ended. "I wasn't done talking to you when you ran away", he said and his deep voice made you shiver. "But I was", you countered with all the courage you had left because he was really intimidating you. "Hey, why so rude?", he asked chuckling and put his hand on the wall next to you to keep you from leaving. "If anyone sees us here I'm dead", you said raising your voice. He chuckled again and his eyes landed on your lips making you blush. He obviously liked you and really wanted you. It was new to you that someone showed interest, someone that handsome and hot. "No one's going to fire you when you're with me", he said and looked deeply into your eyes. "Ugh, you don't know anything", you groaned and escaped his arms. He was quicker though. He blocked the door and you crashed into him. You stumbled backwards and blushed. "What do you want?", you asked realising he wouldn't let you go until he got what he wanted. "You", he growled and focused on your lips once again. "I won't go out with you", you said simply, "I love my job and I have heard things about you. Bad things." "Let me prove you wrong", he said seeming to be serious about it, "go out with me and I'll show you that I'm different." "Nope, I don't trust you", you said with the last ounce of courage that you had left. Because to be honest on the inside you were completely freaking out about the question he had asked you. YOU. He was freaking good-looking, he could have any girl he wanted. "No one has to know about us. We'll keep it a secret", he suggested trying to convince you. You thought about for a while, still not over his wish. "Fine. Can I go now?", you said and were about to leave. He moved out of your way and smirked satisfied with your answer. Suddenly a thought crossed your mind and you turned around halfway. "Who are you, anyway?", you asked looking at him down the hallway. He leaned in the doorway and crossed his arms in front of his chest, still smirking. "You don't know it?", he said chuckling, "then find it out." You rolled your eyes and left.
Who the heck was he? You searched the whole internet for clues but it was hard to find anything because you didn't have any name or any other information. You were hired by a big company called BigHit. You looked up the groups they had under contract and there you found him. Social media was flooded by pictures of him because of the huge fan base his group had. He was a member of BTS and his name was Min Yoongi, his stage name Suga. Soon you got into it and started listening to the songs and watched videos of his rapping. You were amazed by his talent and passion he put into music. "Now I know who you are", you whispered to yourself while you stalked him on your phone. And now that you knew everything it just made your situation worse. You could not go out with him. He was a member of one of the most famous boy groups in the world and probably chased by the press. Everyone's eyes would be on you if you spent time with him, you couldn't do it. You wouldn't be able to handle all the attention and probably also the hate you'd get. Hopefully, you thought, you wouldn't have to work with him again and you'd only receive jobs where you wouldn't meet him. If you stayed out of his way he wouldn't be able to find you again. So this was your plan for the next months: just don't accept any offers from Bighit anymore and when you had to take photos at award shows, keep yourself covered up. And it worked, at least for one month. You didn't meet him again properly, only once you saw him on the red carpet but fortunately he didn't notice you behind your camera. Anyway, as you saw him your heart jumped. You hated admitting it but you really liked him. He made you feel special and plus, he was very handsome. Stop those thoughts, right now. It was absolutely euphoric to actually believe that he was really interested in you. You walked out of the hall where the award show had taken place, lost in your thoughts when you harshly bumped into someone dropping your equipment on the floor.