《The 8th Member | BTS》|10|
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After the Seoul Music Awards the boys and I decided to hear home rather then go out to the after party like every one else was doing.
We've all been up since 4, getting ready for today, and finally now that it was over we could finally get a break.
The entire ride home was awkward. I mean I was silent the entire ride. I didn't say anything, I just glanced out the window and entertained myself with my phone.
The crazy part was I wasn't the only one. RM was also quiet. He didn't say much except for the part where he told us that Bang Si-Hynk told us we could have the day off tomorrow.
Other then that everyone else was talking.
I sigh entering the dorm with the six of the boys in front of me, and one behind me.
Jimin shut the door, as I leaned on the wall to balance myself for support as I took off my heels.
"I'm so tired!" Jin raises his voice before jumping on the couch.
"so aren't you excited?" The voice of Tae cuts me off.
"Excited for what?"
"That you won your first award in BTS!" he says very excited for me. I smiled nodding, "I'm am. I honestly still can believe I won if you ask me" I say walking into the living room holding my heels in my hand.
"So since we have the day of tomorrow what are we going to do", Suga says walking out from the kitchen with his tie in one hand and a bag of his favorite chips in the other.
"Beach?" j-hope says looking around.
"Let's go to the amusement park. We haven't been there in so long. It will be fun", Jung-kook says looking around waiting for our response.
"Whatever you decide just let me know. Goodnight", the low voice of RM said.
We all looked up at him. He was never the type to go to sleep early, if anything he was the last person to go to sleep.
"You okay?" J-hope asked him in a very concerned voice. RM eyes met with mine before looking away and responding.
"Yeah. I'm just tired" he lied.
He was terrible lair. There was obviously something wrong with him. I mean from the limo to now. There was obviously something bothering him.
"Oh okay. Well goodnight" one of the boys replied, RM took that as motion to walk out of the living room.
I looked around at the rest of the Members who looked confusedly as each other.
"That was weird" Tae says walking over to the couch that Jin lay down on.
"Weird isn't the word. I mean literally ever since backstage he hasn't spoken a word to any of us" I state.
"Give him space. You know he's always like this" Suga says tossing another chip in his mouth.
Always like what?
How would I know?
This is the first time I've ever seen NamJoon act like that.
I roll my eyes in annoyance, being so fed up with whatever that was going on with RM.
I also noticed that since it was just the other six boys and I, I could ask questions I know RM wouldn't want to answer.
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"so can one of you guys please tell me the drama between Got7 & BTS?" I asked causing all of the boys to turn to Suga.
I guess he apparently knew.
Suga looked unfazed as he was stuffing his mouth with chips, he realized everyone was looking at him.
"No. No way. Ask RM" suga tells me.
I walked towards him pouting, "you know I can't.... please just tell me", I say using my puppy eyes begging him with a baby voice.
"I hope you know that won't work. Suga's a very hard person to crack", Tae tells me.
Suga crosses his arms and smirks, "he's right" he says.
I scold him before reaching to grab the bag off chips out of his hand.
"Hey!" He raises his voice realizing I know was the one in control.
"Tell me or you'll never get these back" I threaten him placing the bag of chips behind me.
Meanwhile the other boys were laughing their asses off.
"Fine. Fine" he rolls his eyes and shrugs.
"Good", I slightly smile.
he sighs and finally answers my question.
"Got7 has also been our competition in the music industry. We have seven members. They have seven members. It was so easily for people compare us to one another which then created a feud between the ARMY & Got7 fans" he began.
I nod processing.
"They aren't seven sweet boys like the media makes them out to be. Their sneaky, and lairs. They'll manipulate you into believing they have good intentions when they don't" Suga continues.
None of what he was telling me was what I wanted to hear. It didn't answer my question.
"This still doesn't answer my question"
"They basically tried to ruin our career, mani. We can't explain how or when they did, but we know why", Jimin answers sounding as if he inpatient with suga who was sugar coating it.
"Because they were jealous assholes" Jung-kook says swearing, causing me to turn to him.
That's the first I've ever one of boys swear before, meaning whatever Got7 & BTS feud was about, it was serious.
"So that's why when we saw you with BamBam we were a little upset. Not with you but BamBam because we know his intentions with you aren't good" J-hope explains.
"A little? you guys may have been a little. But RM wasn't. He was furious" I say.
"Well that's because it's different. You and him are close you know", Jin says.
We all turned to him, "how?", I asked him.
The boys looked around, Jin sat up I guess realizing what he said.
"What he mean RM only acted like that because he cares about you. Right Jin?", Tae says correcting him.
"Yeah. That's exactly what I meant"
He and everyone else around me was lying. They knew something. And I was going to find out what it was.
"Okay" I say looking around awkwardly.
"That's enough of this for tonight. I'm going to go to bed." Suga says reaching his hand out for his chips.
"Goodnight" I say giving him back his bag of chips.
After getting showering and changing into some comfortable night clothes. I grabbed the towel and proceeded to dry my wet hair.
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I grabbed my phone after it buzzed continuously. I unlocked my phone to notice I had a text message from Brandon.
"hey it know it's late but I just wanted to let you know I saw you on the Seoul Music Awards, and I'm so proud of you. Congratulations for your award. You deserve it. I'm sorry I couldn't be there tonight. Also I know the boys are off tomorrow but that doesn't mean you are. So sleep tight. You have to leave the house by 7 tomorrow morning. Goodnight"
I read sighing. Just when I thought I could get a break. I have to go to work again. Tomorrow. While the rest of the boys are off.
I walked out my room going to the kitchen to get something to drink. After making my way to the kitchen, I turned the corner to see RM pouring myself a cup of juice.
He turned noticing me, "Hey", I say causally going to the cabinet and grabbing a water bottle.
"hi" he says awkwardly putting the juice jug back into the kitchen. I slightly smiled and there it was again. The most awkwardest silence ever.
I sigh having enough of this. He literally didn't say anything to me all night.
I noticed he was about to walk out the kitchen when I stopped him, "a-are you mad at me or something?", I asked him causing him to turn back around to me.
"I mean If you are... I'm sorry. For whatever I did", I apologize having no clue why he was acting like this.
A slight smile appears on his face confusing me, "Is that what your worried about? Me being mad at you?", he asked.
I look around. Did he like the idea of me worrying about him.
"I mean you haven't said a word to me since our performance. Is there something bothering you?", I asked him.
"Don't worry about it. Now, go to sleep" he tells me before patting my head.
He turns around and heads in a completely different leaving me confused.
I swallowed every bit of my pride placing my water down, and following RM.
I turned into the hallway hearing his door shut. I sighed heavily before without caring about his privacy, I opened his door inviting myself in.
"You were the one who said we lean on e— I cut myself off realizing he was shirtless.
You'd be surprised. I lived with the seven guys, practice with them but I have never ever seen any of them with a shirt on.
Until now.
Holy shit.
I swallowed hard.
RM cleared his throat causing my attention, my eyes met with his, and he was smirking.
"My eyes are up here.. not here" he points away from his very attractive and fit looking body.
"I know! I know. I wasn't even looking"
I was clearly was in denial.
"Yeah. You were staring" he chuckles smirking.
I roll my eyes crossing my arms, "whatever. I only came in here to tell you whatever that's bothering, you don't have bottle it up." I say.
"Why do you care so much?", he asks.
"Because your my.... friend. And friends care about friends. We are in a group together meaning whatever you face, I'll face it with you. You were the one who said we can lean on each other right?", I remind him.
He remains silent. Not saying anything.
I give up with him. I'm not going to play this game with him. If he doesn't want to tell me then I won't force him.
"You know what... the right.. I shouldn't care. It's your business. Not mine. Sorry for bothering you. Goodnight" I say turning around to walk out his room.
"You want to know what's bothering me so badly, normani?" He asked my back still faced towards him.
"It's okay"
I didn't want to know anymore.
When suddenly my arm was grabbed and he turned me back around facing him pushing me against his slightly opened door causing it to close.
I gasped, and breathed heavily as he looked down at me. I looked up unsure what to do, say or even think.
Why was he this close.
"I don't want you near him ever again" his words sharp, his voice sending chills up and down my spine.
I looked at him in confusion. "What?" I asked making sure I heard the right words.
"I don't want you near any of the Got7 members" he tells me.
"Not this again. I already told you and the boys nothing happened, okay. Why? I don't— he cut me off by smashing his lips into mine.
My eyes widen feeling his lips against mine, I couldn't help but slowly kiss him back. His arms traveling down to my waist pulling me closer to him, allowing me to wrap my arms around his neck as my fingers ran through his soft colored hair.
What the hell is going on? Why did kiss him back? I mean of course I found him attractive but I really never thought about being in a relationship with any of the guys.
I mean I thought about it and knew it never work. What did I just do. Why am I still kissing him.
God, Mani. Snap out of it.
"NamJoon" I say gently pushing him away, breaking the kiss. He looked at me in confusion.
I breathed heavily looking up at him.
Still at lost for words. I swallowed hard at his actions unsure how to respond.
"I'm sorry. I thought— I cut him off, "it's okay. I'm— I'm gonna go to bed. Let's just forget this ever happened, okay?" I say.
"Agreed" he says.
"Goodnight" I tell him walking out his room and shutting the door.
I let out a breath holding my chest.
Why was my heart beating so fast.
Why did enjoy that kiss more then I should have.
I wanted to slap myself over and over again. Did I actually like him?
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