JHS: Twisted Feelings
Summary: After working at an award show for 2 years everything had become normal, idols were no longer exciting to see, performances became dull and every day blended together, that was until an unexpected man asked for your help.
Genre: idol!jhope x fem!reader, angst, fluff, strangers to lovers, ongoing series
Warning: none for this chapter!
A/N: I have been planning this for a few weeks and I’m so excited to share the first chapter with you all! I truly hope you enjoy this hoseok fic, i in no way on bts and this is purely a story of fiction! Please as always share your thoughts and leave a like if you enjoy! Thank you for reading my work and I hope you all have a beautiful day! I will take stabled and request/questions for this couple!
Ch.01 < Series Masterlist > Ch.02
As usual whenever the award season started you barely had any time to breathe, you would wake up at 4am and get home at midnight and that’s if you were lucky and had some help from the otherwise useless people you found yourself calling colleagues.
You had just sat down at your desk for the first time on your 8 hour shift when your attention was already being called away.
“I need the speeches subtitled within the next 30 minuets otherwise you’ll have to stay late today.” You turn towards your manager who was staring at you blankly, her demands confusing you.
“I sent them in last night, Min confirmed she rece..” Before you could even finish your sentence your manager had begun walking away, her attention refocused on something far less important.
You sighed as you leaned back in your chair, your mind wandering for a few precious moments. You hadn’t always wanted to work in this industry but when the opportunity presented it to yourself two years ago you was elated. It was your dream then, to be around high class people, with an exciting job, the opportunity to use your language degree for something other than journalism.
However. you soon realised it wasn’t all that it was made out to be.
You had lived in America for some years before, it was where you finished getting your English degree. Your mother had been ecstatic, her only daughter having such a high degree and studying abroad. Although, coming home, back to South Korea, it felt different.
You realised you wasn’t the same person you was before but out of fear of facing disappointment you continued translating, you still remember the way your parents faces lit up when you told them about being hired by a small tourist firm, you stayed there for six months but the company eventually went bankrupt.
You hated being jobless, the thought of having no income scared you, your parents assured you they would be able to help with your costs, they wasn’t rich but they was comfortable enough to make sure you didn’t starve but even so you denied and thankfully found another job in journalism.
You loved it, you mostly spent your days writing about the greatest things in South Korea, you had grown to love writing and eventually you got promoted, reporting on random K-pop groups, you would have been happy to stay at the publishing company but the pay wasn’t great and slowly your bills grew higher and higher, you know you’d had to find another job and that’s how you ended up here.
The great world of translating awards and TV shows.
A light thud hit the back of your chair, forcing your eyes awake. “Are you actually sleeping right now?”
You groaned at the sight of your best friend. “I’m resting okay Na-rae, Ji-sung has been on my back all day.”
“When isn’t she.” You watch as she sat beside you, spinning around in the desk chair as she spilled her daily gossip, you tried your best to focus but every day there was a new drama and slowly you became uninterested.
“So I heard there’s been a change to the line up.” She wiggles her eyebrows.
You laugh at the way her face moved. “Great so that means I’ll have to change the subtitles again.”
She rolls her eyes, offering you gum which you decline. “Are you not even interested in who it is?”
“Not really.” You admit, for you the glamour had worn off but you could see her excitement so you did what any good friend would do. “Tell me before you explode, you look like a tomato.”
“It’s BTS.” She screams in a hushed voice.
It takes you a second to digest the newest addition, you would be lying to say you wasn’t shocked, everyone know who they are, they are not just popular in South Korea the same way others are, they are global.
“Are you sure?” You ask a little cautious of the news.
She nods excitedly, “We had a call today from their manager confirming they would be attending, they sent in their speeches for you to translate them.”
She hands you a wad of paper, it’s much thinner than you’d think considering it was 7 people, and for 7 awards. “Wow, well I hope this doesn’t stop people working, you know how it gets anytime someone even remotely popular comes.”
“Do you remember when Ji-sung wanted to give Jin her number when she helped record that one interview?” You both giggled at the thought of your manager hounding a man who wasn’t interested.
You looked around before continuing to whisper. “You know she still talks about that right.”
Na-rae snorts “She says it was her chance at love.”
“More like Sugar Daddy” You comment, your laughter dying down as you listen to the daily announcements.
You’re surprised when you hear your name being called to the front desk. You said a quick goodbye to Rae before rushing down the stairs, not wanting to keep whoever it was waiting.
You look around the small waiting room but don’t see anyone, you walk back to the main desk, leaning over to get the receptionists attention. “Jae-ssi I was called down do you know anything about it?”
“In the first room, take this.” He hands you a folder and you give him a small bow before walking towards the room. None of your questions being answered.
You walk in and close the door behind you, turning to the few people waiting in the room. You pause momentarily as you recognise the faces in front of you but you remember your professionalism before quickly introducing yourself.
“Please sit. We’ve only come to discuss the performance, we was told you could be of help.” You nodded, he looked so much different in person.
“Im Kim Namjoon, this is Jung Hoseok and that’s our manager” He introduces himself and the others in the room although it wasn’t necessary, you bow to them all quickly before taking a seat.
“I’m not sure why I was asked to take this meeting, in all honesty I’m sure the technical team would be best.” You explain quickly flicking through the folder you had been handed.
You smile at both Namjoon and Hoseok, although the excitement of the job has lessened the fact that Grammy nominated artists were in the same room as you was still amazing.
“They said that you do the subtitles and we wanted to check and make sure our speech was received well.” Hoseok explained, his voice was smooth, much calmer than you had heard before, although that wasn’t uncommon with idols.
“Ah yes, I deal with translations here, I haven’t actually had a chance to review your speeches yet I only received them about 20 minuets ago.” You felt a little embarrassed, maybe they had expected you to be finished already.
They both nodded and their manager stepped up to explain. “The members would like to discuss the speeches with you directly, we wouldn’t want anything to be twisted or subtitled out of context.”
You didn’t need to be an idol to know that it was common for translators to edit the words of the artists. Usually to fit their narrative.
“I understand completely. I was nearly finished for the day but I’d be happy to talk with you about each acceptance, let me just step out and get my laptop.” You waited for their agreement before leaving the room, the last thing you wanted to do was appear as rude.
You didn’t waste any time in rushing back to your desk, grabbing your laptop and notepad before returning to the meeting room.
You quickly took your seat and set your laptop up, silently hoping someone would break the silence.
“Did you fly there.” Your hands paused as you looked up, Hoseok was smiling at you and you laughed at his attempt to make a joke.
You shook your head. “I wasn’t that fast.” You waved your hands and grabbed your pen ready to take notes.
“So what do we do?” Namjoon asked, his head turning towards his manager.
You would have thought they would have done this hundreds of times by now. “Well you tell me what you want to say, I write it down and ask for any clarification or explanations if I need any and then I’ll go off and translate it.” You explain before their manager can get a word out.
“Exactly. I’m Sejin.” You smile at their manager who name had a name.
You started taking notes of everything Namjoon and Hoseok said, you could tell they was speaking slowly and you wasn’t sure if it was to give you a chance to write or to make sure you didn’t misconstrue anything.
Either way you was grateful, usually idols would talk faster than you could even comprehend what they was saying. You only realised an hour had passed when your laptop alarm went off, informing you the staff meeting was about to start, thankfully you knew Ji-sung would kill you if you left members of bts to attend.
“Do you have to go?” Hoseok asked, his eyes looking towards the clock.
You shook your head following his gaze. “No, if anything I’m happy to be in here.”
“Yeah that’s normal.” Namjoon sighed earning a sharp look from their manager. You was taken back by his tone, you had silently began questioning if you had done something wrong but it was always best to just ignore things like that.
“So is there anything else you’d like to add to any of the speeches? Any captions you’d like?” You ask, your eyes scanning your notepad.
Your attention was drawn back to the men in front of you when you heard Namjoon cleaning his through “I’m sorry.” He apologised.
You shook your head giving him a soft smile. “It’s okay, I can imagine people are usually thrilled to be in a room with you.”
“Usually it’s that and then some.” He says in English, you can’t help but laugh at the sudden change in language.
“Well I promise that I’m more excited about going home than I am about being in this room.” You respond back to him in English.
“You know not all of us are fluent.” Hoseok sighs hitting Namjoons arm.
“I’m sorry Hoseok-ssi.” You apologise a little afraid you had upset the man.
Namjoon exaggeratedly rolled his eyes. “Don’t worry about him.”
You nodded at both of them before standing. “If that’s all then I guess I’ll be going. I wouldn’t want to hold up your day unnecessarily.”
“Well we are also here to do a soundcheck so I wouldn’t worry too much.” Hoseok explains and suddenly your worry dies down a little.
Namjoon holds the door open for you and you bow to him. “Thank you for giving this so much attention.”
You wave your hands at him. “It’s no problem, I’m happy to give you some peace of mind. If there’s anything else you need please let me know”
You watched as he looked around, his face confused. “You could show us to the stage, this is a new building and we are lost, the woman from before disappeared when she showed us the room.”
Of course, you was also now apart of a welcoming committee “It’s this way.” You pointed ahead of you and began walking, the idols close behind.
“So have you worked here long, it must be fun.” Hoseok asks, you could tell he was just trying to make small talk but you indulged him.
“It’s okay, good days and bad days just like everything.” You explain honestly.
He Hums at your response before asking his next question. “Don’t you get excited being around the idols all day?”
You didn’t have to think too long before responding. “At first it was fun but just like when you got a new toy as a child the excitement wears off, having to translate so many times because speeches get changed often becomes tiring. What about you, is the idol life really that great?”
You open the door and lead them down the entrance to the stage as Hoseok replies. “Good days and bad days just like everything.”
You raise your eyebrows at the way he used your earlier words but you give out and laugh at the way he was grinning.
“Well here you are.” You turn to Namjoon, Hoseok and Sejin as you opened the last door to the stage for them.
It was unusual for idols to come in and check their speeches or to practice on stage beforehand, you could see they cared for their jobs and that was refreshing to you.
“Thank you for all of your help.” Hoseok smiles at you, Namjoon and Sejin walking off, you guessed to find the other members, if they was recording they all had to be there.
“Its my Job.” You explain, not wanting him to feel like you took extra time to be with them.
He presses his lips together, a silence grows between you for a few moments before he responds. “Can I ask you something else?”
You give him a small smile. “Sure.”
“Was English hard for you to learn? I’ve been trying to learn for Army but it’s not going well, the teachers our management team get for us are always far too advanced.” He rubs his neck before adjusting his sweatshirt.
No one had ever asked you about your degree so his question was something you considered for a moment. “I think it’s more about the reason you want to learn, at the time my reason was strong, it was my passion and i wanted to use it for something good, I pushed myself to study every day. Exposure helps too. I’m sure your fans love you wether or not you know English.” You give him some reassurance, no one should ever feel less for not knowing a language.
“Thank you. I should go.” He looked behind him momentarily before tuning back to you, you could see more figures moving around but you didn’t pry.
“Of course, I’m sorry if I distracted you.” You smiled, walking towards the exit door.
“You didn’t, it was nice talking to you, have a good day.” He nods towards you before turning around, you rush out of the door not wanting to intrude any longer.
It isn’t until you sit back at your desk that your brain processes the last two hours, everything feeling more real.
You wanted to focus on your work but Na-Rae had other ideas. “Where was you?”
“Okay so you won’t believe this.” You pull her down into the seat beside you.
“What?” She tuts, turning the chair to face you.
“I just met Namjoon and Hoseok.”
