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Once you arrived at school, you saw that the rooftop was empty. You couldn't even find jimin. No one was answering your calls. So you went to the only people who basically knew everything about them.
Their fans.
since my brother and his friends were the pride and joy of the school, they allowed the fans to have a club room. along with allowing the whole letter exchange situation.
entering the classroom, i find boys and girls all together looking at their phones. walking up to the crowd of clearly very excited people I see the girl who always hands me the envelopes the period before lunch.
"Oh my god y/n" she screams and everyone turns to look at me. they all begin to walk towards me and are jumping as they scream
"w-what?" startled by the sudden mob
"you don't know? Your brother and the rest of the members signed under Big Hit Entertainment!" handing no more like forcing her phone into my hand I look at the article.
HEADLINES
"THE NEW BEST THING: BIG HIT SIGNS 'BTS' "
Bang PD stated in the interview that he was astonished by the enthusiasm and surge of talent he witnessed during one of the their performances in XXX Club in last weeks show. The seven prodigies call themselves BTS, their leader is Kim Namjoon. Bang PD says that there is much potential in BTS. Probably debuting won't be a problem?
My jaw was touching the ground, Jimin got signed up?! I screamed on the top of my lungs as the excitement their fans were feeling was rubbing on me.
"if we write them their letters can you please give it to them?" the girl grabs on to your arm with pleading eyes, nodding at their request. they all rush to the desks grabbing envelopes and writing on the cards.
taking out your phone you text jimin, letting him know how proud you were. Opening namjoon's message something stops you before you begin to type. For some reason, jungkook's words played in your head. since trainee's sometimes aren't allowed to date, is your relationship with namjoon gonna cause a problem?
closing the chat, you walk to the table of girls as they begin to fill up a box with cards. "but how come they aren't here" I ask the fan club leader.
"they got a call and all left early" she smiles, putting another letter in the box.
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after a long time of waiting you are standing in front of your locker with a huge box in your hands. jimin texted you to go home after school and didn't answer any message after that.
as for namjoon, you couldn't get in contact with him at all. It makes sense that he wouldn't be able to answer but you were kinda sad about it as well.
once you got home you took the box to your room, leaving it on the desk. the girls had given you, the same envelopes as always so you could write them letters too.
sitting at the desk, you stare at the empty cards. but for some reason. You couldn't bring yourself to write anything to none of them, not even namjoon.
The moment I heard my dad yell from downstairs that jimin was home, i jumped off the bed and ran downstairs screaming his name. as he entered the door I jumped into his arms
"look at you! i knew you could do it" hugging me tightly he whispers a thanks, jimin was nervous to be cut from the group or to not be taken all together. finally I pay attention to all the other boys entering through the front door, and my eyes wander to namjoon who was also looking at me. jimin puts me down, and pats my head.
as jimin walks to the living room I feel someones stare behind me, turning around I make eye contact with jungkook who looked displeased with me. Ignoring his stares I ended up talking to yoongi.
I was sitting on the floor in front of jimin as I listened to namjoon explain to my dad and me what happened at the meeting.
dad wasn't really happy with the whole idol idea but he was supporting jimin through it all. did he get lectured for playing at the club, yes he did. But he wasn't harsh on him since all the other guys were here too.
namjoon mentioned something about a letter, and it reminded me about the fan mail.
"oh right, you're fans heard about what happened and they wrote you guys letters today too. they asked me to hand them to you" getting up from the floor you walk upstairs to get the box of letters.
entering your room you grab the box, heading downstairs with the box in your hand.
hoseok was excited to see the letters. opening the box you see that they were all organized with rubber bands so you walked around handing everyone their pile of letters. once you got to jungkook, you didn't even look at him. namjoon slightly touched your hand as you handed the pile of letters to him, but you didn't react. you didn't want anyone else to find out about the two of you. you already had enough with jungkook.
they all went through their letters, and right after namjoon finished his pile he looked up at you confused. well why wouldn't he be, there was no letter from you.
this time you ignored his stares.
they ordered food after dad went to his office, wanting to give them space you went to your room. locking the door, you didn't want namjoon to walk in and cause someone else to find out. grabbing your phone you text namjoon telling him not to come upstairs into your room.
namjoon's phone rings in his pocket and he looks at it real quick, and discreetly. and as if you had read his mind, telling him not to come up when he was planning to get away right now. He was confused of why you were acting like that.
first no letter, now you tell him not to come up to your room.
putting his phone down, he tries to get back to the conversation. trying to find a good time to ask jimin if there was something wrong with you he waits a bit more.
"look at this letter" jin shows yoongi, and yoongi looks at him with a rested face "you've shown me the same letter over five times already" he says as he pushes the card away from his face. making jin pout.
"jimin, what's up with your sister?" namjoon asked nonchalantly he takes a sip from his drink.
"Nothing? why you ask?" jimin was confused as to why namjoon asked, he thought you were fine.
"oh i don't know, she left to her room right away. and she wasn't as talkative as before" he shrugs
jimin sighs "she acts like a child sometimes" but what he really wanted to say is that your an emotional mess when your period comes.
"that child could beat your ass if she head you say that" yoongi says, jin then says he'll bet five dollars that jimin would beat y/n's ass. everyone then continued to talk about it, while namjoon sat there uncomfortable.
he wondered if you were mad about him not answering you all day, but as the leader he had a lot to do compared to the rest. he stared at his phone, look at the messages between the both of you. wondering if he should just ask you whats wrong.
the idea of you ignoring him or avoiding him annoyed him. instead of messaging you he decided to leave you on seen. letting his ego take over, he wanted you to message him first.
what he didn't know was that you had already fallen asleep, and by not messaging you and by you not explaining why he couldn't come to your room. there is now a misunderstanding from his side.
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once you woke up, you looked at your phone. expecting namjoon to have texted you but he didn't. not thinking much about it you got ready for school.
jimin now rides with you in your car, something about the company saying they should avoid riding their bikes due to the possibility of injuries or it just being dangerous in general.
you slept in the car as jimin drove to school.
you had to return the box to the club room. after saying goodbye to jimin you headed there.
"here's the box" you smile, handing it over to the leader.
"thank you for giving them the letters" she smiles.
bowing your head, you begin to walk towards the door, "wait...can i ask you something" stopping to her voice you turn to look at her
"uh..sure?" you sit down and she sits in front of you
"i don't know if you get questions like this everyday....but could you maybe get jimin to give you an autograph...for me?"
I was lost at words, I didn't know what to say. Jimin said their company told them something about giving autographs or taking photos with people. but you were too busy staring at namjoon's face that you don't remember.
"uh..sorry, but I don't really like um..asking my brother for things like that" your lips go into a thin line. trying to predict how she'll react.
"that's selfish"
"excuse me?" your eyes widen at her quick change of attitude. she scoffed and crossed her arms "i'm just asking for an autograph not his number or anything else"
"right...and I said no" you speak up at the same tone.
"hey, i gathered the letters." another girl walks in with the box that's always placed in the hallway. "do you think we should read the letters?"
"read the letters?" you ask confused, but anxious because you write...interesting letters to namjoon.
"we found out haters are writing letters to them too now. good thing we noticed someone who only badmouths them drop a letter into the box. thankfully we only deliver blank envelopes to does who sign up"
she picks up a envelope "the hater turned in a whole different type of envelope than the one we provide. we were able to take it out before giving the rest of the letters to you"
"what did they write" i look at the leader and she just sighed "nothing nice"
"so are you gonna read the letters?" i ask
"no, i'm thinking of getting a customized stamp. and only the envelopes with the stamp and those who are members of the club can enter letters"
maybe this girl does deserve a autograph....but I didn't like her attitude...
"just leave the letters here, let everyone know todays letters will not be delivered or any to be exact till we get the stamp"
the girl nods, leaving the box at the counter before walking out.
"thank you" you say
"for what?"
"looking out for the boys very carefully"
"people can have their own opinion, but it doesn't give them the right to make others feel bad about them selves"
you agreed with her and nodded "but you called me selfish" you chuckled
"i'm sorry..i guess that was mean"
"what's your name"
"eunsook"
"nice to meet you eunsook, i don't know about that autograph but i'll see what i can do" you smile as you get up from the chair "i have to go to class, so i'll be leaving first" she smiles brightly at you "thank you!"
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you missed your chance to see namjoon in the morning so you headed to class since you were close to being late.
you didn't know not texting namjoon that morning was only throwing more wood into the fire.
once lunch came, just as eunsook said. there were no letters. getting lunch you walk to the rooftop, meeting everyone else there.
and a very very very angry namjoon.
you didn't give it much thought. thinking that maybe he was tired , he didn't glance your way and you were used to it because well. you were both trying not to make it obvious.
sometimes you couldn't help it but look at him, but today you felt like it was fine.
but to him, he felt like you were mad at him.
"there was no letters today" jimin says
"yeah, i didn't even see the box" taehyung talks with his mouth full, receiving a disgusted look from jimin
"they have to do some adjustments to the letters after what happened. before doing it again...don't expect any letters for a couple of days" you tell them as if it was nothing
"what happened??" jimin's asked concerned
"oh.." you couldn't bring yourself to tell them that people were already hating on them. and not even that but people were already starting to write hateful things to them.
"oh uh....they wanna make the envelopes cuter...something about labeling..i'm not sure honestly I wasn't paying attention" you stuff tteokbokki into your mouth.
"you know a lot about our fans huh" taehyung asks with his mouth full. "uh i spent some time with them yesterday and today..."uh by the way, are you guys able to write autographs?" you ask jimin
"not really..why?"
"oh..just asking" you smile at him
they all just stared at you confused, you were making no sense. none of your questions or what you were saying made sense.
"uh anyways.." hoseok speaks up
"we are gonna start practicing at our company from now on"
"really? that's awesome"
"you can come watch whenever you want" jimin smiles
"i'll make sure to visit"
you didn't get the chance to talk to namjoon all day, and not even to try and talk to him after school. jimin said they all had to go and practice. starting tomorrow they would be missing their last two classes to go train.
not wanting to bother namjoon or jimin, you decided not to text neither of them.
as you did your homework you kept thinking of namjoon, and how he looked down all day. maybe it was cause of everything that has been happening. your phone then rings, and picking it up you thought it'd be namjoon or jimin but it was a new number.
UNKNOWN
Hey, I hope you don't mind but I got your number
from the survey you took. it's Eunsook btw.
CHANGE UNKNOWN TO EUNSOOK
NO OR YES
Y/N
I don't mind
Eunsook
I just wanted to ask you to not tell
BTS about the letters.
Y/n
oh, don't worry about it. I didn't tell them
they did ask about why there weren't any
letters but all I said was that you guys were
changing somethings.
Eunsook
Thank you!
You were trying to figure out a way to tell her that jimin can't give her an autograph. you tapped your fingers on the table as you tried to think of how to even make a conversation. your introvert ass was horrible at this.
Y/n
I can't get the autograph for you...
they aren't allowed to do those things
Eunsook
I figured they wouldn't...
thanks for trying. I hope we can be friends.
y/n
sure :)
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how do you solve a conflict you had no idea was happening. namjoon was upset with you. you could sense how he'd stare at you as you sat the opposite side of him during lunch. neither of you had texted the other, you were going to call him yesterday but once jimin arrived home he was so tired you could only guess namjoon was too.
you didn't know why he was upset with you, but all you knew was that jimin said he had been in a bad mood all day yesterday.
he was even distracted during the practice and got in trouble a couple of times.
you wanted to ask him what was wrong, and you wanted to ask him to meet you were you always did but you were nervous to get caught by someone else. especially now that they are one step closer to what they've always wanted.
jungkook's words were taking a toll on you. it was bothering you, everything.
if there is one thing you hated about yourself, it was the fact that you are an emotional mess when your period is coming. like anything can make you cry. and seeing that namjoon was upset with you didn't help.
once school ended, jimin invited you to the studio. said it would be fine if you just sat there and watched. apparently it was namjoon's idea.
something about, you telling them if they improved or not. and well, you honestly wanted to go home, but he was already mad so you didn't wanna give him another reason.
you watched them practice for a hour before they had a break.
"what do you think?" jimin says as he collapses next to you, handing him a towel and bottle of water "you guys look amazing, of course with hoseok as your your coach in dancing why wouldn't you look good" you giggle, hoseok who was laying on the floor shoots a thumbs up at you
"can you get us some more bottles" yoongi says to you, he's also laying on the floor. you look at all the members and all of them look out of it. they were out of breathe. even the mirror was foggy.
"sure"
"i'll help" namjoon gets up from the floor, as he walk to the door he grabs his bag. you were surprised, but followed him through the small narrowed halls silently.
he opens the door to a dark room, you walk in trying to look for the light switch. and just as you were gonna turn on the light, namjoon shuts the door, grabbing your arm he pushes you against the wall. his body pressing against yours. you could smell the Cologne mixed with sweat.
"namjoon?" you gasp once you feel his knee pressed against your heat.
"why have you been ignoring me" he's still holding onto your arm, as his other hand is on your waist "w-what?" you were completely shocked.
he puts more pressure on you with his knee "you're really gonna act like you don't know" you could feel butterflies in your stomach
you had no idea why he was upset. but he was hot.
"namjoon, i have no idea what your talki-"
"you don't text me anymore, you said no to go to your room, and you didn't even write a letter" he didn't know if you were just being bold acting as if you didn't know or if you were just that dense
moving your hair aside he begins to suck on your skin, harshly
"n-namjoon hold on" you try to push him away but he holds your wrist with on hand, holding them over your head "what" he says with a attitude
"i haven't been ignoring you, i just thought you would be tired after training" you hiss at the pain as he sucks on your skin harder "i didn't write a letter cause your fans might read the letters"
he stops sucking on your skin and looks at you confused "and why would they read the letters"
"just..because"
"what? that makes no sense" looking away you were mentally cursing yourself for even trying to use that as an excuse
"what aren't you telling me"
"nothing.."
"y/n, i swear" he growls
"nothing" you tell him again, he lets go of your hands and walks to the table where he had tossed his bag "why did you tell me not to go to your room"
"because we should be more careful to not get caught"
"why would they read the letters" you bite your bottom lip , trying to come up with an excuse but namjoon was just getting annoyed by your silence.
"fine" opening his bag he looks through it till he finds something. the room was dark, you couldn't see much, especially what ever he had taken out of his bag
"namjoon?"
"why would they read the letters?" he didn't believe that was your excused he thinks there's something more to it.
"why does it matter, i'll write you letters and just hand them to you instead"
"no, i wanna know why" he walks towards you, the little light that entered the room let you see he was smirking
you kept quiet, the moment he was near you. he makes you look at him as he lifts your chin "do you know how much of a toll you've had on me these past days. making me think you were mad at me"
"i didn-"
"shh" he brushes his thumb over your lips
"stop talking"his hand was caressing your thigh, and you knew what that meant.
"namjoon we cant have se-"
"didn't i tell you to stop talking" he grabs your chin harshly. you stare at him with widen eyes
"you need to get punished, for how you made me feel. and for keeping secrets"
"what secrets, i'm telli-" you squeal as namjoon slaps your ass suddenly "didn't i say something" he grabs your arm "come here" pulling you to the table he makes your sit on it, spreading your legs
you cover your mouth with your hand once you see him get on his knees. you wanted to tell him right now wasn't the time for this but he told you to be quiet.
pushing your skirt up, he right away moves your underwear to the side. he begins to leave long licks on your clit, making you bite onto your lip to try and not let out any noise. his hands gripping onto your thighs.
a few more licks and his tongue enters you causing you to squirm, his grip on your thighs tightening
just as you felt like you were about to cum he stops.
you stare at him in disbelief, mad that he didn't let you finish.
"don't pout like that babe" he smirks, satisfied with your reaction.
you stare at him, the way he was sweaty from the practice to how he was just eating you out made you more wet.
"i got something for you" you sit up, watching him taking something out of his pocket.
"what's that?" you ask as a small black thing but couldn't see clearly what it was. he chuckles, always amused at how this was all new to you.
"it's a vibrator"
"namjoon no" you knew damn well what that fucking was
"after what you've made me go through the past few days, this is your punishment" you close your thighs tightly, trying to think of a way to run away. but he gets up quickly holding onto your waist, keeping you on the table "y/n"
"no namjoon"
"y/n" he says your name with a husky voice, leaning in for a kiss but he only brushes his lips against yours. his hands move to your knees "no" you whisper against his lips
"y/n" he says once more before he kisses you, instantly slipping his tongue into your mouth. you missed his lips against yours. he slowly opened your legs as you both kissed. you just couldn't say no to him.
"namjoon but"
"shhh, just trust me ok"
he turns on the vibrator with the control, as he rubs it against your clothed heat making you flinch at the sudden vibration
"that's the lowest setting" he chuckles
"i can't do it" you tell him
"yes, you can" turning it off he he sticks his finger into you "look at you, taking my finger so well, you're ready"
without even letting you answer he sticks the vibrator into you, your hands grip the sides of the desk, nervous at the thought of him turning it on.
"tell me y/n, why would they read the letters" he asked as he tugs the string into your underwear. he puts your skirt down, leaning on the table with both hands beside your thighs. his left hand had the control.
i'm sorry eunsook..."they found people writing hateful things, they mentioned something about reading them before giving them to you"
he didn't look happy about what you said, but he also didn't look surprised "couldn't you just say that"
"i promised i wouldn't.." he chuckles at how scared you looked as you glanced at the controller
"why did you avoid me"
"i told you, i thought you'd be tired"
"not good enough of an excuse"
"you know the phone works both ways, why didn't you text m-" you squeal as he turns on the vibrator, making you hold on to his shoulders
"i don't like your attitude"
"i'm sorr-ry" it wasn't high, but it caught you by surprise, he turns it off.
"we've taken long, lets go" he stands up, picking up his bag
"namjoon take it out" you whine, standing up. you felt weird.
"nope, this is your punishment. keep arguing with me and i'll turn it on" you follow him as he walks to the dinning area down the hall. he grabs some bottles of water. handing other ones to you. "when i turn it on, if you make noise i'll raise the level"
"what?" you were anxious
"lets go sweetheart" he walks out the dinning area and begin to walk to the practice room "think of an excuse" he says before opening the door, to let you go in first
"what took you so long!" yoongi yells, still tired from the training "sorry i went the bathroom.." you answer quickly, not wanting namjoon to turn it on.
you place the bottles on the table, rushing to sit on the couch on the other side of the room. it felt weird. or maybe you were just too conscious of it.
they all get ready to start practicing again, as they get to their formation you feel it turn on making you gasp loudly.
jimin turns to look at you "what"
you shake your head quickly, "nothing nothing" you stare at namjoon who's brow was raised. you feel the vibrator go faster and you just knew he kept his word and raised the level.
you press your thighs together, as you sat there trying to concentrate on watching them dance. but it wasn't helping. the feeling was new. and you were weak.
you felt how you were getting excessively wet making you press your thighs together even more.
as they dance, namjoon moves to the side waiting for his turn. watching you the whole time with a stupid smile.
you wanted to curse him out, but you felt a familiar knot in your stomach. and as if namjoon could read your facial expressions he turns it off before stepping out to dance his part. you sigh as you feet it stop.
you were drained, you wanted to take it out. getting up from the couch, you were gonna go to the bathroom but you sat instantly the moment you felt it turn on in a higher power. you lean on the side of the couch as you cover your mouth.
as for the guys they were too focused to pay attention to you, other than namjoon no one else was glancing your way.
you wanted to throw the bag at namjoon at this point
you just tried to make sure you wouldn't make any noise, the music that played loudly helped cover your heavy breathing
the music stops and you try to keep your composure. namjoon walks over to you, he had left the bottle by you. as he stands next to you. he has a stupid smug look, his hand in his pocket clearly holding the controller "namjoon i'm gonna go take it out" you were about to get up but you feel it go faster and it made to whimper loudly
namjoon choked at the water since he couldn't hold back his laugh. your underwear was soaked.
the practice finally ended and he hadn't turned it on. the guys mentioned going out to eat but namjoon decided to stay back "i'll clean up, you guys go ahead" you tell jimin you'll help namjoon, which was a lie. you just couldn't stand, your legs were too weak to walk. the moment everyone left to go eat you glare at namjoon who was leaning against the mirror.
"don't look at me like that, my finger might slip" he shows you the control, teasing you.
"please take it out" you whine holding onto the couch side with your life. "fine, you got punished enough" he walks to the door, locking it to make sure no one enters.
as he walks towards you, you spread your legs. you could've just yanked it out yourself but you were afraid to hurt your self.
he sees how soaked your underwear is and he looked at you "liked it that much?"
you wanted to tell him to shut up, but didn't want him to change his mind and not take it out, the moment he pulls on the string and takes the vibrator out slowly. you were exhausted, you body leaning back on the sofa .
your eyes were shut, you hear him opening his bag "i'm gonna put these on you, just tell jimin you bleed through" and as you sat there on the sofa, namjoon helped you put on his joggers, taking off your skirt and putting it in your bag.
everyone had gone to eat at a near by restaurant, you texted jimin saying you were tired and that namjoon was gonna take you home.
he insisted on taking you but ended up convincing him to stay.
"you're horrible" you mean mug him making him laugh "don't make me pull over and fuck you in the back seat"
"i'll seriously be mad at you if you do" he just chuckles, "did you hate it that bad"
you pout looking out the window "alright, i'm sorry" he puts his hand on your thigh giving it a small squeeze
"i don't wanna use it again"
"damn, really babe?" he gives you another squeeze
"yes really" you slap his hand, he glances at you as if saying 'did you just hit me'
"one more time, and if you don't like it after that then we won't use toys"
crossing your arms you stare out the window instead of answering him
"alright alright, we won't use it"
"fine we can, but you can't use it how you did today" you make sure to glare at him
"what ever you want" grabbing your hand, he gives it a kiss before interwinding his fingers with yours.
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I rushed on writing this chapter, if there are any grammar errors Please ignore, I'm goin to reread it when I'm less busy
did you guys watch jk's live...I wanted someone to punch that chair outta the way... for educational purposes ofc, gotta know how to work out like jk ;)
He's so freaking SKSJSKSJ
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