"Namjoon, I get that you don't feel anything towards me and I respect that, I truly do. But that doesn't stop me from feeling something for you. I know it's dumb, and so dangerous of me to put myself through it. But I'm here. And when you do things like this, or buying me clothes, or even calling me, I can't help but feel hope and I hate it. I need an escape." Namjoon dropped his shoulders and walked closer to you. Your back hit the frigid, brick wall and he didn't seem to stop moving. His eyes locked with yours when his face was only inches away. "I don't want you to escape me." Being friends with the person you have a crush on is hard, it's even harder when he had already rejected you once. While you tried moving on, it seemed that he had other plans. Welcome to the business world of Kim Namjoon.

Seoul General Hospital definitely has it's fair share of talented surgeons and physicians. However as far as professionalism and talent go, there is one team of doctors that stands out from all of the rest. M.D. Bangtan is known all over the country and the world as one of the best surgical teams that has ever been constructed. It says it all in the name, Bangtan, a Korean translation for bulletproof, in all of Bangtan's years of experience they have never once lost a patient on the operating table. They even managed to save the president of South Korea from a fatal brain tumor through their hard work and cooperation. This is a look into the everyday lives of these seven brilliant surgeons.

"Surely Seokjin told you that I was sick." the Prince said, "You wouldn't leave a sick person by himself, right?" He leaned forward, hands on the desk. "Well, um, I don't want to disturb you while you eat and you seem fine, for the most part..." you said in a quiet voice. You've never been alone with him for this long before. The space felt smaller than it actually was. "Are you accusing me of lying?" One of his eyebrow raised as the chocolate orbs pierce through you. "Your Highness, my apologies. I don't mean anything by that statement-" "Then sit down." It was a royal command and you took the seat in front of him. "Am I fun to look at?" he asked. It knocked you out of your thoughts, you realized you had propped an elbow up and your head rested on it, staring at him like a stalker. "My apologies, your Highness." you said, submerged in embarrassment. You really did want to leave now. But his gaze continued to pin you down. "I'm just joking. Please look at me all you want." Prince Namjoon, he was the epidemy is all that is good. You knew you didn't deserve him. You were only the Princess's tutor after all. But the palace is filled with secrets. And once you found out who you really were, you knew you could never be with your prince.

RM! They all shouted. To them, that name meant the handsome rapper and one of the members of Cypher, Korea's hottest hip-hop group. To you, that name meant a childhood heartbreak. Slowly, you lifted your head up, trying to act normal but the moment you saw those chocolate eyes, memories replayed in your mind like a movie. Holding hands, laughing at nothing, sharing smoothies, catching crabs, all gone now. For a moment, his eyes met yours before the girls started crowding him. He was speechless, his mouth opened slightly. Through all the commotions, you managed to escape out the back door of the classroom. You didn't want to be there, where your first love was standing. Reunions were supposed to be anything but heartbreaking. But it seemed that heartbreaks were common with you two.

***Mature content warning*** Quick-read, slow-build short story in 12 chapters. *EROTICA* Trip to the art gallery turns into a feast of desire. Namjoon shows his darker side. No 1 in BTSNamjoon No 3 in KimNamjoon (out of 39k)