《The 8th Member | BTS》|13|
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"Thanks for letting me use your phone. My driver should be here in 10 minutes or so" BamBam says giving back J-hope his phone.
BamBam stood there with his hands in his pocket awkwardly, looking around the large living that most of boys sat in.
While Jimin, Jin, and V was sound asleep just like normani, NamJoon, Suga, J-hope and Jung-kook waited for BamBam to leave.
"So where's Normani's room?" The words escaped from BamBam's mouth.
Causing the four of the BTS boys to turn and look at him. RM stood up from the couch scolding him, wanting to knock his smirking cocky ass out.
"You might want to watch what you say" Suga warns BamBam who looked around in confusion as if he didn't know that what he said applied what his very intentions are involving Normani.
"Woah. Calm down. I only want to know so I can get my jacket back" he assures the members who weren't believing a word.
"I'm sure you do. Do you want use to lock the door for you two as well?" Jung-kook asks causing RM to turn to him.
"Regardless of what you think of me I would never do anything to her that she wouldn't want me to", BamBam says.
RM went to step forward when Suga stopped him. RM run his fingers through his hair, sighs angrily before walking out the living room.
"Whelp. This is never going to work"
J-hope says causing everyone there to turn to him and look at him. "Us getting along.... if we can barely hold a conversation without wanting to snap each other's neck it won't" he explains.
"While it has too" Suga tells them all.
"For our careers, and for Normani" he continues.
The next morning
I woke up to my phone vibrating on and off. I yawned sitting up in bed grabbing my phone off of my nightstand to see my notifications.
423.4k likes on a picture I was tagged in on Instagram.
532k retweets on a video I was tagged in.
I unlocked my phone opening it to twitter and there it was. The YouTube video of BamBam and I.
Released already?
I scroll down to see the comments.
"Normani & BamBam... something I can ship"
"First BTS. Now GoT7. Ugh. The power she has"
"Bammani!"
Then there was pictures of BamBam and I talking from yesterday. Suddenly my heart dropped as I noticed the pictures of where Bam and I were having the staring competition and he held me because I was about to fall.
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I sigh knowing the boys would probably have so much to say. Honestly I wouldn't even know how to answer it.
NamJoon probably thinks I don't like him which is still confusing to me because after our kiss, I'm still unsure about my feelings about him.
Or us.
Together as a couple.
After brushing my teeth and washing my face, I grabbed my phone off of the bed and walked out my room.
Today was another day. Another usual day. Or at least that's what I thought. I swallowed hard turning the corner exiting the hallway as I heard a voice in the living room.
I walked into the room causing RM to glance up at me. "I'm gonna call you back" he tells whoever he was on the phone with.
He pulled the phone away from his ear, his eyes glued on me.
"hey" I say awkwardly unsure of what to say. Him and I weren't really on talking terms since the other night he kissed me.
"hi" he says sliding his phone in his pocket.
I looked around noticing the house was quiet. too quiet.
"Where's everyone else?" I asked him.
"Bang Si-Hynk gave us another day off. Jimin and Jin went out to the mall. Jung-kook and Hoseok went the beach. Suga and Taehyung went either home to see their families or something. I'm not really sure" he explains to me.
"And you?" I asked him.
"I'm gonna stay home. So it'll just be us two"
Alone.
"Oh" I say nodding my head turning away from his glance.
"But I think I'm just going to practice to today so I'll be out your hair" he explains.
God. It was literally so awkward between us.
"Oh okay. Cool. Cool. I'll— stay out your hair" I tell him. "Oh, it's fine. If you need me I'll be downstairs" he lets me know.
I nod walking past him going to the kitchen, could things between us get any awkwarder like jesus.
It's clear we had a lot to talk about.
I was brought out my thoughts when NamJoon called me.
"Yeah?" I say turning back around walking into the living room again.
"If your not doing anything do you maybe wanna practice with me? I have idea for another one of our intros" he tells me.
"Uh— sure" I say.
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I breathed heavily as I leaned against NamJoon's chest as the music slowly ended.
"So what do you think?" His voice sending chills and down my spine. He was so close to me just like the other night.
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Which we have yet to discuss about.
"I think the choreograph, and the music itself it's good. But at end I wanted to change something"
"Go for it" he tells me basically opened for any ideas.
"Okay. So at the end instead of ending like this. Where we are facing each other we should change it. You know how the ending goes, "I said I wanna take you down, oh" we should be like this" I tell him before turning around grabbing his arm placing it on my waist, placing my back on his body.
My heart pounded throughout my chest when I realized he was teaching me. It was crazy the effect he has on me. He could literally fix my shoe and I'd be all bubbly inside.
"like this?" He asked before turning and looking at the mirror in front of us.
I turn to us. Him holding me. In this position.
"yeah" I breathe.
"The ARMY would literally go insane", he says before chuckling and letting me go.
"Yeah. You know how much they ship us together. What is our ship name again?" I asked him.
I knew exactly what it was. I just wanted to know if he knew it. Or liked the idea as much as I did.
"NORJOON" he tells me making both himself and I to laugh.
"Yeah" I say walking over to my water bottle to get something to drink.
"hey, can I get some of yours... I think I forgot mine upstairs" he tells me.
You can anything of mine.
"Sure"
He walks over to me, taking the water bottle. I watched as he removed the cap and was about to place it to his lips.
Before stopping he asked me a question. "How mad would you be if I poured all this one you?" He asked causing me to smile as I watched a smirk appear on his face.
"You better not" I point my finger at him, as he slowly approach me, I backed away.
"Awe. You're so cute when you controlling" he tells me.
"I'm always cute"
He glanced up at me. I took off running out of the dance studio with him following behind me.
"Joon.... don't", I shout as he chased me throughout the house.
It didn't take long for him to catch up to me, he was a better runner then me. I screamed in excitement as I felt his arm wrapped around my waist and yank me back.
I laughed uncontrollably as he was so determined to pour water on me.
His smile was the brightest smiled I've ever seen.
Without him noticing I grabbed the water bottle and poured it on him before he could on me.
I laughed covering my mouth at his reaction. He stood there mouth dropped as water poured from his from on top of his head.
"You think this is funny" he said sounding almost serious.
I froze. "No" I say trying to keep a straight face.
He then began laughing himself, causing me to laugh again. I look out the ground to see water from the bottle everywhere.
"We should clean this up before someone slips" I tell him.
"Right" he said.
Before I realized it that someone was me, I literally couldn't keep my balance. NamJoon immediately noticed and caught me holding me by my waist before I could fall to the ground.
I breathed heavily looking up at him slowly, as he looked down on me.
"You okay?" He asks.
Before I could even answer, we heard a key turn into the door. NamJoon almost immediately pulled me up and distancing himself before us by walking towards the kitchen.
The door opened there stood Jimin and Jin with multiple bags. Well more like Jimin struggling to hold all the bags as Jin wasn't helping him.
"Hey" Jin says to me walking in.
"hi? Why aren't you helping him... you see he's struggling" I point out to Jimin and walk out to help him with some of the bags.
"I help by looking good" his cocky self said pointing to his attractive face.
I roll my eyes.
"Thank you, mani" Jimin says as I help with the bags.
"Hey! Why is there water on floor?" Jin asked me.
"Because RM an— before I could even finish NamJoon walks out from the kitchen, "I accidentally split it on my way down. I was just about to clean it up. Thank you for reminding me" NamJoon said looking at me.
Why'd he lie? Why not tell the truth?
Our eyes met as he began to pick up the water, I swallowed hard coming back to my senses.
That one moment of us together just playing around was a fantasy. Something I want. But can't have because this isn't high school musical or a teen romance novel. This is real life. This is my career we're talking about.
I can't let me feelings or whatever I think I'm feeling for RM to get in the way.
The kiss. Us dancing.
Is nothing. It didn't mean nothing.
Right.
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