Summary: Continuation of “First Series” Part 1// Part 2// Part 3// Part 4// Part 5// Part 6// Part 7
Admin note: It has been so long, but here is another part to the story. I am sorry about how long it has taken. Not sure when the next one will be out, but please wait for me. :)
Previously:
He hugged you back briefly, but he pushed you away just enough so he could kiss you again. This time it was more gentle and caring, like he wanted to make you believe what he had said was the truth.
As you two sat there in the room, shirts off, lips attached, someone was heading in the direction of the recording room.
Now:
Jinyoung hadn’t wanted to come back to the studio, mostly because Jaebum and you had both been giving off “leave us alone” vibes and Jinyoung wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible. Unfortunately he had left his phone on the couch and he needed it to contact Jackson. Grocery shopping with Jackson was always a chore because he had to keep him from getting distracted by shiny things and sales that he seemed to think they needed to take advantage of.
Jinyoung recalled one time they were at a store and there was a sale on whitefish. Jackson insisted that he buy some because “they are buy one get one! We have to take advantage and have some nice fish for dinner!” Jinyoung refused to buy it, but Jackson bought it anyway. It was still sitting in their freezer, untouched.
Walking closer to the studio, Jinyoung slowed. Jaebum looked like he wanted to punch everyone today, including himself, so Jinyoung figured you had an argument of some kind. He really didn’t want to walk in and see you two yelling at each other. However, what he got when he walked in was the opposite of that.
“What the hell you guys!?” Jinyoung shouted as soon as he opened the door and saw you two half clothed, you sitting on Jaebum’s lap, and attached at the lips. He slammed the door closed right away, but he stood there for a few moments.
Meanwhile in the studio…
You were one hundred percent focused on how Jaebum’s lips felt against your skin. This was everything you wanted. He moved from your lips down to you neck where he began to nibble ever so slightly. You couldn’t help yourself and let out a small noise of pleasure. That just made him more confident.
You knew very well how cocky Jaebum could get when he realized something he did pleased people. After your little outburst, he dove even deeper into your neck and shoulders, moving your bra strap aside forcefully because it was in his way. Everywhere he touched, everywhere he licked, felt like fire and ice. You couldn’t get enough. You wanted more of him. You forced him to stop sucking on your neck and look you in the eyes.
“I want you.” You said quietly.
“I want you too.” He replied, almost growling the words out.
You went in for another deep kiss that would have lead to you two falling on the floor, except there was a sudden interruption.
“What the hell you guys?!” You froze the second you heard Jinyoung’s voice. Fear ran down your spine and you felt Jaebum’s hands dig into your sides. You heard the door slam very quickly after Jinyoung’s shout and then you heard Jaebum whisper, “shit.”
A few minutes after that, you and Jaebum had your clothes back on and were sitting on the couch with Jinyoung and his furious energy standing before you. You couldn’t look him in the eye, so you just kept staring at the floor. Jaebum was also unable to look at Jinyoung.
“You two…. I don’t even know where to begin.” Jinyoung started to pace back and forth in front of you.
“I mean… You guys looked like you were gonna rip each other’s throats out when I left. How did this happen? WHY did this happen? Better yet, WHEN did this happen?” He stopped pacing long enough to kick Jaebum in the foot to force him to look at him and then continued to pace.
You looked over at Jaebum and couldn’t help but smirk. You listened as he tried to explain whatever it was that you and he were.
“Jinyoung…” Jaebum started, “I can’t control how I feel. You of all people know that I thought she was way to pretty to be a manager of a boy group when she started. The first day at the apartment I told you that. I tried so hard to hide my feelings from everyone, even myself, but when Jackson—” Jaebum stopped himself and looked down at his hands in his lap.
Jinyoung asked, “what about Jackson?”
It was at that point you realized it was your turn to say something. “Jinyoung, what I am about to tell you can never leave this studio.” You started and looked up at Jinyoung. He nodded his understanding.
“A couple months ago, Jackson kissed me outside the dorm. I tried to keep it a secret, but Jaebum had seen Jackson and I talking. The two of them ended up fighting, which is how Jaebum found out about the kiss.”
“Jackson and I fought because he kissed her without asking her first.” Jaebum added in an annoyed tone. “I told him that he needed to be more respectful, but he just got angry at me and asked why it was any of my business. I confessed that I had feelings for (Y/N) as well. After our conversation we were going to just let her forget everything, but Jackson has a problem with keeping his mouth shut…”
“Jaebum…” you warned.
“So that’s why you were angry that day. I wondered what had happened.” Jinyoung said. “Okay that answered none of my questions. However, I am glad I know about this now, so thank you for trusting me. Can you answer one of my previous questions now?”
You patted Jaebum’s leg softly, signaling that you would answer Jinyoung.
“First, this,” you motioned in between Jaebum and yourself, “only just happened. I am sorry you had to witness my moment of weakness. Jackson and Jaebum promised each other they would not act on their feelings, but since I have been drawn to Jaebum from the beginning, I had a hard time controlling myself after learning about his feelings.”
You looked at Jaebum out of the corner of your eye and saw him smirking to himself. You looked back at Jinyoung, who was calmly listening, and continued.
“Earlier today, when I hurt my ankle a member of the crew was helping me. A male member. I didn’t think anything of it, but on the way back Jaebum was angry at me and now I see that I was acting too casual about the interaction. That’s why we were fighting.”
You concluded your explanation and Jinyoung was nodding understandably. You hoped that he was going to keep this to himself and not jeopardize your job more than you already had. Suddenly, he stood up and stood in front of Jaebum.
“Hyung, be more careful, okay? If it had been another manager or JYP that came in here, we would never see noona again.” Was all that he said before holding out his hand for Jaebum to grasp. Using that hand he helped him off the couch and they did one of those ‘bro hugs’. You also stood up and the clock in the corner of the room caught your eye.
“Oh my god, boys, it’s almost 2am. I have to get you home so you can get some proper sleep for tomorrow!” You started to gather up your stuff and rushed the boys out of the studio and the building. Things were going to be very interesting from now on.
Summary: Continuation of “First Series” Part 1// Part 2// Part 3// Part 4 // Part 5
Admin Eli: I am so sorry it took me forever to get this little bit out. I have been crazy busy cause apparently moving to a different country requires at least 6 months to get settled. And I’m still not really settled. >.< I am sorry it is short, and it may not be very good, but I am glad I can give you some writing again.
You headed back out the door, limping slightly. It was starting to hurt more now that you had gone up and down the stairs at the company. You were so focused on your ankle hurting that you didn’t notice someone coming towards the door as you opened it. Your ankle gave out and you tumbled into the person that was standing behind you.
“I’m so sorry!”
You had landed on top of them and were probably squishing them. As you tried to get off of them you looked to see who it was. The person that met your eyes was going to make leaving without a fuss much more difficult.
Your eyes met Jackson’s as you pushed on his chest, trying to get up, wincing as you managed to get off of him and onto the floor. You were pretty sure that fall had made your ankle worse.
“Hey Jackson. I’m sorry I fell on you. Are you alright?”
You asked watching him sit up.
“I’m fine, but what about you (Y/N)? Why did you fall over?”
he asked looking from your face down to your feet.
You were both still sitting on the ground, since you weren’t sure if your ankle would let you stand up and Jackson didn’t make a move to get up either.
“I must be tired. I didn’t sleep well last night and I had to get up early today. I’m headed home to rest for tomorrow.”
You tried to get up, but as soon as you put weight on your ankle, pain shot up your leg again, causing you to gasp slightly and fall back to the floor.
“Are you hurt?! Is that because of me? I’m taking you to the hospital.”
Jackson stated as he stood up and reached out for your arm, helping you stand up.
The company vehicle was out of the question, seeing as how you couldn’t drive with an injured foot and Jackson just couldn’t drive, so he flagged a taxi down. Inside the taxi on the way to the hospital you were trying to convince Jackson he didn’t have to go inside with you.
“You can’t even stand up on your own, noona. How am I supposed to let you go to the hospital on your own? You won’t even make it in the front door.”
Jackson countered.
He had a point, but you didn’t really want him to be spotted helping someone into a hospital. There were enough rumors going around lately that one more wasn’t necessary. Jackson fidgeted with his cap and dug around in his pockets for his facemask. Knowing his fans, it wasn’t really going to do anything, but you appreciated his effort.
After arriving at the hospital, you tried to pay for the taxi, but Jackson insisted, which annoyed you a little bit. You were pretty sure he was only doing this because he thought it was his fault you were hurt. You decided you would explain that it happened this morning after you got inside.
Once inside and checked in you told Jackson he could leave and you would get home on your own later.
“You fell down cause you ran into me, how am I supposed to just leave you at the hospital when it’s my fault.”
“Jackson,”
you started,
“It’s not your fault. I actually injured it earlier at the shooting with Jaebum, running into you just aggravated it. You don’t have to worry, just go back to the company. I’m sure they are waiting for you.”
As you finished your sentence Jackson’s phone started to light up. The company was indeed calling him. After a quick look at the caller ID Jackson stood up and said he would be right back.
As you were left alone, you wondered what Jaebum would think if he found out you went to the hospital without telling him. He knew you were hurt, but you guessed he had been a little distracted by his own thoughts about the guy that helped at the shooting site.
You took out your phone and sent Jaebum a message telling him that you had to leave the company for a while, but you wanted to speak with him after you got back. You knew he probably wouldn’t see it for a while, since he was supposed to be recording and he usually turned his phone off to concentrate.
To your surprise you got a reply right away.
“I called Jackson. I’m headed to the hospital now.”
That was the opposite of what you had wanted. Jackson probably told Jaebum that you were hurt, but since they had that stupid pact that neither one would try anything he probably felt like not telling Jaebum was against the rules or something.
You sighed looking at the message again. Sending him one that said he didn’t have to come would be fruitless since he was a pretty stubborn guy. Jackson came back to the room you were waiting in just as you heaved another heavy sigh thinking about how to explain the boys skipping out on recording for going to the hospital for you.
“Noona, what’s wrong? Does your ankle hurt?”
Jackson asked innocently.
“No, it’s okay right now. I just got a message from Jaebum. He was the one that called you?”
You looked up at Jackson, but he was avoiding eye contact.
He responded while sitting across from you.
“Yeah, he asked why I wasn’t in the studio, so I told him I had run into you and you were hurt so I took you here. I didn’t really want to tell him, but I figured he would find out anyway if I gave him any other excuse.”
Jackson had a point, so you let it be. The doctor walked up to you not long after that and told you that you needed to follow him to get x-rays and a bunch of other stuff that you didn’t really understand. You had been put into a wheelchair earlier, which made you feel weird, cause it wasn’t like you couldn’t walk, it was just painful to do so. The doctor started to push the wheelchair, which meant Jackson was staying behind. You were a little grateful for that, but also scared what him and Jaebum were going to talk about once he got there.
It felt like it took forever for you to get out of the damn hospital rooms. You were being pushed here and there by doctors and nurses and placed in weird positions and scanned. You really hated hospitals, but you knew if you were going to go to work tomorrow then you had to be here.
Finally and thankfully you were escorted into a room to wait for the result of the x-rays and whatever else it was they did to you. The doctor said he would go and tell your friend what room you were in.
A little while later the door opened and you saw Jackson’s face, but you also saw the rest of the members faces, Jaebum being the last one. Quite surprised you said,
“Why are all of you here? Aren’t you supposed to be at the company?”
Jinyoung answered,
“After Jae called Jackson he looked really worried, so when he was leaving we all just followed him.”
You looked at the faces of the seven boys, who now looked a little worried, but Youngjae, Yugyeom, and BamBam all had a smile on their face, which made you smile back.
“Thank you boys, for worrying, but I will be fine. You all might get in trouble if you stay here. What if a fan sees you in here or something?”
You appreciated the boys coming, but you worried about the rumors. Almost immediately Jaebum replied.
“I will just tell them our manager was injured and we were worried. It shouldn’t be that big of a deal.”
You looked at Jaebum, who was looking directly at you, your eyes met and you could almost feel the worry pressing down on you. You looked away from Jaebum and stared down at your foot. You were unsure of what to say to make six boys leave the room and only one stay. You wanted to talk to Jaebum, but you didn’t want to make it obvious that you wanted to be alone with him.
“Okay, well while you are here let’s talk about your schedule for the next few weeks!”
You decided that you might as well make this into a band meeting since they were all in one place for once. Looking back at the boys, their smiles faded a little. Then you were greeted by a cacophony of complaints.
Yugyeom: “Noona! Why do you always make us work?”
Youngjae: “Why do we have to talk about that here? You are injured!”
Mark: “We came here because we were worried, not because we wanted to make you think about work.”
BamBam: “NOONA WHY?”
Jinyoung: “I already know what I have scheduled. Why can’t you just let us worry about you for once?”
Jackson: “Why are you talking about work? Think about healing, not work.”
Jaebum was the only one that stayed silent. He made his way to where you had flung your bag and picked it up. You were trying to convince the boys that even if you were hurt they still needed to focus on being prepared for work, so when your bag was set in your lap you jumped a little. Looking up at Jaebum, he just motioned to the bag and said,
“Your calendar is in there right? Let’s just have a quick meeting until the doctor gets back.”
The boys complained a little more, but Jaebum being the leader managed to convince them that you were right and they still needed to be prepared for what was coming up this week at least. He also reminded them that they now need to rearrange the schedule because they were supposed to film a dance practice today, but they had come to the hospital instead.
You watched Jaebum as he was explaining and you couldn’t help but smile a little. He was a really good leader and he was always very helpful, which is something you truly admired about him. He always made a point to help you when you were having trouble.
The rearrangement went well, with you realizing that Jaebum and Jinyoung were the most busy around Korea the next couple of weeks and the other members were just scheduled for practice and lessons at the company.
The doctor came in just as you were discussing the end of the week, and he looked surprised to see so many people in the room. He asked if a few of them could leave the room so he could talk to you about the next step in healing your ankle.
Everyone agreed to leave except Jackson and Jaebum. Jinyoung looked at Jaebum as he was leaving and you could swear there was a knowing look in his eyes. You wanted to ask Jaebum if he had said something, but with Jackson in the room it wasn’t a good idea.
The doctor explained that you hadn’t broken anything, which was a major relief. The doctor kept explaining that it wasn’t a big deal while pointing at the x-ray’s, but Jaebum’s face never changed.
Some time later the three of you left the room, you in your brace and the two boys hovering to make sure you didn’t fall over. You met the rest of the boys outside and followed them to the car they borrowed to get here. They refused to let you drive, which meant you were stuck in the back between the youngsters.
You sat quietly listening to the boys talk and their choices of music. You took every chance you could to stare at the back of Jaebum’s head, hoping that he could hear your thoughts about what you wanted to talk to him about.
Arriving at the company once again, the boys got out and you instructed them to go straight to the practice room and start rehearsing the dance they were supposed to have filmed already. They obliged with a few words of worry about you that you brushed off.
Jaebum was the last to walk off.
“Come by the recording studio later tonight.”
he said and left.
That was it. He just walked off without giving any specific details or if it was going to be just you two or if the boys were going to be here too. You hoped it was just the two of you so you could properly talk about everything that happened today.
Request: anonymous asked: Hi! Can I please request a Namjoon (BTS) scenario where he finds a box of your old BTS merchandise from when you were younger? Thank you, I love this blog :-)
Genre: Fluff
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Summary: Namjoon was helping you clean out some boxes when he found something interesting.
The snow had finally melted, which meant it was time to clean the house. You loved this time of year. The time when you could go through the whole house cleaning and throwing things away and no one could say anything.
“Spring Cleaning!!”
You yelled over the phone at your boyfriend as soon as he picked up.
“It’s time for spring cleaning, love! Wanna come over and help me?”
You asked.
“Well, I really don’t want to get in your way, but I want to come over.”
Namjoon answered. He knew you enjoyed cleaning everything out on the first day of spring, but normally didn’t help very much. He did like watching you dance around your house while cleaning to the music he played though.
“Great! I will see you in a few!”
You hung up the phone and got your cleaning clothes on, which were basically just an old pair of shorts and a tank top that had holes in it. You wore them, because you could get them dirty and not care about whether it would stain.
You were starting with the kitchen, but right when you opened the fridge to clean out all the stuff that had been shoved to the back and was now gross, you heard Namjoon come in the front door. You bounced to the entrance to greet him.
“What music did you bring this time?”
You asked as he left his jacket and shoes in the front hall, knowing it would be the last place you cleaned.
“I brought some of my new mixes and some of Yoongi’s stuff. I also brought the new Red Velvet CD because I know you like them.”
He smiled and gave you a hug.You hugged him back tightly, grateful that you had such a caring boyfriend.
“I was just about to start on the kitchen. I can make you a snack before I start if you want.”
You offered so that you could get the mess of food out of the way before you started to clean.
“I’m good, babe.”
You shrugged and headed into the kitchen, anticipation for the new music Namjoon would play making you even more energized.
Namjoon started the music, turning it up until you could hear it all through the house. Your neighbors probably didn’t appreciate it, but you didn’t really care about it in the middle of the day. You began swaying to the music, clearly in your own world of cleaning. Namjoon watched you with a smile on his face, chuckling at your attempts to dance to hip hop music while cleaning a fridge.
You were pretty focused, so when Namjoon began to wander around you didn’t really notice. He walked around your living room, looking at pictures and some of the keepsakes you had displayed. One of those was a framed ticket stub. Namjoon took a closer look and realized it was a ticket to one of BTS’ concerts. He beamed at the thought of you being at one of his concerts without him knowing. This particular ticket stub was from one of their first concerts.
Seeing this made him wonder if you had anything else related to his band. He knew you liked his music, but now he wondered how much you really did like it. He decided to look around a little more diligently.
Namjoon looked around the living room for anything more that was related to him or BTS. He couldn’t find anything in the living room, so he carefully, without attracting too much attention to himself, walked to your bedroom. He started to casually look around the bedroom, but he couldn’t find anything again and he didn’t want it to seem like he was looking for something by moving stuff around.
Namjoon made his way back to the kitchen where you were finishing up the fridge and were now moving on to the spice cabinet. You looked over and grinned, asking him if he could help you for just a minute.
“Can you take out the trash for me, please? I just filled it with some stuff I found in the fridge and the freezer, and I don’t want the house to get all smelly.”
He agreed begrudgingly and grunted when he picked up the heavy bag. You just grinned at him and thanked him for his help.
When he came back inside, you were pretty much done with the kitchen. Your next room to tackle would be the living room, but since that wasn’t going to take long, you told Namjoon to just chill on the couch and DJ like he had been.
You shuffled about, vacuuming and dusting, moving some things around and finally settling on the couch next to your boyfriend who was nodding his head to the music and making notes on his phone about what he could change about his own songs to make them better.
You sighed at his constant thinking that he could do better than what he had already done. You leaned over and placed a quick kiss on his cheek. He looked at you in surprise.
“What was that for?”
He asked.
“Oh, nothing. I just think you are cute.”
You smiled and stood up.
“Would you mind helping me clean out my closet? I have a lot of boxes in there and I want to go through a few I didn’t go through last year.”
You asked politely.
“Oh! So you were just buttering me up to ask for my help, huh?”
He chuckled, but agreed anyway, following you to your bedroom.
You pulled out all the boxes from your closet and set them on the floor in your room. There were quite a few so you split them in two piles. Namjoon sat on the floor across from you and you both started to sort through your junk.
It took a while but there was finally only two boxes left. Namjoon reached over and grabbed the last box on his pile and opened it up.
“What is this?”
You heard him ask, engrossed in looking through your box, you looked up slightly. Then Namjoon lifted up a picture that had your cheeks going red in seconds.
“Is this you at a concert? And what is this?”
He asked as he lifted the BTS light stick out of the box.
“Were you an ARMY before we met?”
You leapt from your spot and reached for the box, but Namjoon was quicker than you were. He held the box out of your reach. You lowered your head in shame when you missed the box and landed on the floor in front of him.
“You were totally an ARMY when you were younger, weren’t you?! No wonder you like my songs so much. Was I your bias back then? I should definitely be your bias now, right? Let me look through this box a little more.”
He rifled through the box while you sat on the floor looking up at him with the most pitiful look you could muster. He would definitely find the signed pictures, the other ticket stubs, the cd’s, the concert flyers, and various other paraphernalia that you had saved from your time as a hardcore fan when you were younger. You really hoped he didn’t misunderstand your reason for dating him.
“Namjoon, love, I love you now and that is all that matters. I love you for who you are and not just because you were part of my favorite group.“
“I know, I know, babe. This is just so interesting. Also, how could I not be your bias back then? I mean, Taehyung? Really? He was such a dork back then.”
He asked while holding up a picture you had of the group with a heart drawn around Taehyung’s beaming face.
“That heart was not my finest moment, but you have to admit, he is adorable. You are all equally adorable, but I just really liked Taehyung at that point.”
You tried to explain, but Namjoon just kept digging in the box. He found a letter that you wrote to the band that you never sent, because you thought it was embarrassing. He sat back down in front of you, your head still bowed in embarrassment.
“As long as I’m your favorite now then I don’t really care what you thought in the past. You still support us, and you are the best thing that has happened to me. I am going to tell the boys about this though. I don’t know how we didn’t recognize you from one of the fan events though..”
Namjoon continued to think about the things you had in the box when you interrupted him.
“My bias..”
You said quietly, hoping he wouldn’t really hear you, however all movement from his direction suddenly stopped. You looked up hoping he was still breathing at least. He wasn’t even looking at you. He was looking at something in his hand. You scooted closer to him to see what it was that he was looking at when you saw why he wasn’t speaking.
“NAMJOON DID YOU BREAK MY BANGTAN BOMB?!”
You yelled as he slowly set down the broken light stick back in the box and stood up.
“I’m gonna go sit on the couch and not touch anything ever again, okay?”
“How did you even break it? I only used a few times and it has been sitting in a box for years.”
“I just pressed a button and the bomb fell off, I don’t know how it happened, it just did. You should know by now that stuff just happens to me.”
He was right. He had broken quite a few of your things accidentally. At this point he was already out your bedroom door and down the hallway.
“Namjoon! Wait! I don’t really care about that stuff anymore.”
You caught up with him and held his hand tight.
“It was mostly just a box of memories. I have the most important memory right in front of me. You make me happier than any of the memories of when we didn’t know each other.”
You squeezed his hand and pulled him closer, placing a kiss on his cheek.He smiled down at you, squeezing your hand back.
“Thanks, babe. I will buy you another bomb.”
You chuckled and dragged him back into your room to continue helping you.
I am having a hard time with school right now (English Major is kicking my ass) and I may not be able to get a post out this month like I intended. I am working on it, but my homework comes first. T.T I have some free time lately, so I will be trying to get it finished before November, but i can’t promise anything.
Hey followers! Admin Eli here. I am so sorry that we haven't posted anything in a while. I haven't had a lot of free time to be able to write anything, let alone inspiration to be able to write good content for you. Like i said before, I moved to a different country recently and it has been a lot harder on me than i had expected. I am starting to feel a little better, but it is slow going. I promise i will post something soon. Idk if it will be a continuation or a short drabble, but it will be something. Again, im really sorry that i havent been able to be on here more often lately. I hope you all are doing well. :)
I feel so bad that I haven’t posted in such a long time guys!! I’m so sorry!!! I moved to South Korea, everything became hectic, I am trying to find a job and I haven’t really had time to focus on writing anything that wasn’t for a job application. I did write an album review of You Never Walk Alone though, so I’m gonna post that today for you all. I hope you enjoy it.
Again, I am so sorry I haven’t been able to keep up with writing lately.
Hi followers! Admin Eli here~ I just wanted to say that I’m sorry we have missed posting for a few weeks. I am moving to a different country and the packing and saying goodbye to all my friends has taken up all of my time. Admin Xiu has had a ton of exams that are very important to her, so she has been busy as well. I promise that once I am settled in my new place and can charge my computer, I will start posting on a semi reguler schedule. I can’t promise anything for Admin Xiu, but I know she will post when she can. Thank you for sticking around with this new blog that is still figuring things out.
I’m really sorry that we haven’t posted anything in a while. I have two things in the works, but I have had a very busy week at work and then some family problems and Admin Xiu is busy with school.
I am hoping to get a story out to you guys this weekend.
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