Written In The Pages (RM) CH5

Written in the Pages (RM) CH5

𝄆 Namjoon POV 𝄇

"I have to go to bed. I'll talk to you later"

I frown at the blue screen. Was that too far? I shouldn't have done that. Now she probably doesn't like me. She hates me. She-

"Namjoon? Everything alright?"

"Uh, yeah." I say, still staring at the phone.

Hoseok takes the phone from my grasp, reading through the messages.

"Woah"

"Hey! Give it back!" I yell, trying to steal it away.

"I didn't know you were such a flirt"

"Well, it didn't do me any good. She hates me now."

"Why do you say that?" Hoseok asks.

"Did you read the message? She left immediately. I should've known it was too far."

"Maybe she just got flustered." He suggests. I shrug. "How about you go apologize to her tomorrow. I'm sure you didn't upset her that much. She just said she had to go, you probably didn't upset her."

"You think so?"

"Yes. Now you go to bed too. We've had a long day, you need your rest." Hoseok ushers me to bed.

𝄆 𝄞 𝄇

The next day I stumble up to her desk. She sets down her book and glances up at me. She flinches and looks away, staring at the birds out the window.

"Listen Y/N, I just.. wanted to say I'm sorry"

"What?" She asks, her sight going right back up to me.

"I'm sorry for the message I sent you last night. It was too far, I should've known you weren't-"

"It's okay! I know you didn't mean it that way" She laughs.

"What way?"

"I know you were only joking," she bites her lip, "people like you don't like people like me"

"I like you!" I defend.

"Yeah! As a friend. Ditto!" She says.

But..I like you as more than a friend.

I start, "but I-"

"We still on for lunch today?"

𝄆 𝄞 𝄇

𝄆 Y/N POV 𝄇

I frown as I think back to the moment from earlier. Why does he have to taunt me like this? Make me confused... I know he'll never see me as anything more than a friend. I have to be okay with that.

"Y/N, you okay?" Namjoon asks.

"Namjoon-Oppa!"

Two girls run up to us, "could we talk to you for a second?"

"Uh," he pauses, glancing over at us, "sure?"

"Alone?" She asks.

"If you have something to say, you can say it to all of us." Jin says, getting annoyed.

"Fine." She huffs, "Namjoon-Oppa, I like you. Do you want to go out with me?"

"U-uh.." he looks over at me. Why is he looking at me?? Rubbing it in my face? "I appreciate it, but I'm not interested."

"W-well you might have fun! At least give me a chance, oppa." She pouts.

"Sorry, I already like someone else."

A choke forms in my throat. I cough, bringing all the attention to me. Great.

"Y/N, you okay?" Jungkook rests a hand on my shoulder.

"Yeah yeah!" I croak, "I uhm, I'm gonna go to the bathroom. Be right back"

I stumble from my chair to the familiar beige halls. Pressing my hands to the sinks edge, I glare at the image across from me in the mirror.

He likes someone already? I should've known, she must be pretty great for him to turn them down. They're beautiful.

No, no he's smarter than that. He wouldn't date someone for looks. She probably is amazing. And she's definitely lucky.

"Ugh, I can't believe that! That was so embarrassing"

"Don't even worry about it girl! He's stupid anyway."

Voices of the earlier girls echo against the brick walls. I rush into a stall, hands clutching the lock. I try to quiet my heavy breathing.

"I mean, who could she be?"

"I don't know!" Her friend says, "but it doesn't matter. He doesn't have any taste, clearly. He isn't worth it."

My grip tightens. Wanting to jump out there and defend him. Wanting to chew them out. I force myself to calm my nerves and slump down. To fade to the door until they leave.

"And that girl earlier?" The girl who confessed starts, "what a joke. Why is she even sitting with them?"

I squeeze my eyes shut, trying desperately to release the anger. My face burns. A tear slips down onto my shaking hands.

"She's been sitting with them for a few days now. They must be doing it as a joke, they would never sit with someone like her on purpose."

"After how that confession worked out? Maybe they would." Their laughs slowly start to fade as they leave the bathroom.

I creep out of the bathroom, checking first that they really left. Then I let out my frustrations, tears streaming down my face. I make no attempt to stop them.

𝄆 Jungkook POV 𝄇

I follow behind Y/N. I hope she's okay.. she seemed kinda thrown today. Plus I want to make sure she isn't actually choking. I duck behind the lockers as the two girls from earlier strut into the same room

Oh no...

They gossip for a bit. Bashing Namjoon-hyung and basically just feeling bad for themselves. Then they start to say mean things about Y/N. They must not know she's in there. I urge myself to stay calm and not go in and fight them.

How could they say such things? From what we know so far, she's just a sweet, quiet girl.

Eventually they leave and I move to hide again. I wait for Y/N to come out, but she doesn't.

I begin to hear shattered sobs. Twisting around the corner, I contemplate the idea of going in and comforting her. All before she starts to speak:

"Why... can I never be good enough. Why am I always lacking. Why can't anywone.." she cries.

I start walking in, "HEY! What do you think you're doing?" A teacher calls out.

I shuffle backwards, "what do you-.. OOOHHHHH, this is the WOMEN'S restroom, my bad!"

The teacher continues in. I spare one last longing glance towards where Y/N is, then rush back to the rest of the group.

Coffee and Violets (SUGA) CH1 - Hoseok

    You glance up after hearing the bell ring, signaling someone came into the cafe. A boy with dark hair and a bright smile walks in.

    "Hello! What can I get for you today?" you greet.

    "Could I get a caramel macchiato?" He asks.

    "Yep! Will that be for here or to go?"

    "To go, please." He responds.

    You begin to make his drink as he leans against the counter. Soon enough his drink is ready and you package it up, sliding it across the counter to him.

    "Thanks!" He takes a sip of it, "Hey, this is really good! I'll have to come here more often."

    "Thank you!" you respond, proud of your skills.

    "Actually, I've been meaning to bring this up the whole time, but I run the flower shop right next door."

    "No way!" You respond, genuinely surprised. You guess you had a blind spot for that shop, you never bothered to check it out.

    "I'm sorry I never came by! I guess I should introduce myself then. My name is Y/N"

    "Nice to meet you Y/N! I'm Hoseok."

    You two talked about running businesses, funny exchanges with customers, and the struggles of living on your own. Since it was a slower afternoon in the cafe, you welcomed the conversation.

    "So, do you run this place all by yourself?" He asked, tilting his head.

    "Yeah. I tried getting someone else working here once, but it didn't work out too well." you answer. He nods in response.

    "Do you run your shop by yourself?" You ask him.

    "Actually no!" He responds, "I run it with my friend Yoongi. We've known each other for years now, so we work pretty well together."

    "That's awesome!" You say, "It must be nice having a friend you've known for so long"

    There's a pause in the conversation while he seems stuck on what to say. You notice and add, "I'm just kind of introverted, is all. I had a best friend I was really close with in elementary school!"

    "What happened to them?"

    "We drifted apart in middle school. Once we went into high school, she moved away."

    "I'm sorry to hear that..," He says.

    "We weren't really into the same things anymore. I was busy with my writing, she was caught up with other things. We'd only call every few months and when we did, we'd have nothing to talk about."

    "I see" He said before taking a sip of his drink.

    "I'm sorry for rambling on so much! We don't need to have a pity party, that was years ago. I'd be glad to have new friends though. Maybe you can be one?" You trail off, a little embarrassed at your directness.

    "Of course! Let me give you my number."

    You pull out your phone and he types in his number. He sends a quick text to himself before grabbing his own phone to save the contact.

    "You said you were a writer?" He asks.

    You nod in response. "I have been since I was young, but as I got older I became consumed in my fictional worlds. I'd always be drafting new plots or naming new characters. Sometimes I'd even draw my own characters, though I'm not much of an artist" You laugh.

    "That's so cool! I'd love to read your work sometime!"

    "Yeah! That'd be nice" You respond.

    "Alright. I better get back to the shop, but I'll talk to you again soon, 'kay? Maybe next time I can bring Yoongi along."

    "Sure! Enjoy your drink" You smile.

    He leaves the shop and you sigh to yourself, delving into your thoughts. That was so much fun, I haven't had a conversation like that in forever. Maybe it'll be nice having a new friend to talk to.

You pull out your phone and check your recent messages. His name had been saved as 'Hoseok :)'. You laugh to yourself. "His positive vibe sure is contagious."

Hidden Behind a Smile (JIN) CH4 - The Fan Meet

Y/N POV:

"TA DA!! I got you a ticket to the fan meet!" He beams.

"WAIT WHAT?" I grab on to the ticket and examine it closely. Yep, this is definitely official. I gasp, "How did you even get one of these?? They only announced it just last night!"

"You know how the Armys are. You have to buy them quick before they sell out. But don't worry about that! You get to meet Jin!" He mentioned.

"You're right!" I exclaimed, "wait.. what will I say to him? How should I dress? Should I wear makeup, or no? What if he doesn't like me? What id I trip and-"

"Shh, shh," He breathed, "It'll be fine. I'm sure he'll love you. Why would he hate his fans? Just be yourself."

At his words, I calmed down, "You're right, just have to be myself."

"But when you get back you are telling me every detail, got it?" He held out his pinkie.

"Promise!"

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Eventually the day of the fan meet came. I lightly curled my hair and put on some makeup. I wore a blush pink dress with gold detailing. Grabbing my bag, I got on the bus to drive to the venue.

Once I got there, long lines were crowding around the building. I got in line where I was supposed to and waited. Some people were talking and making friends, but I focused on what I was going to say once I got there.

JIN POV:

"Just 5 more minutes guys!" One of the staff called out to us.

"I'm so excited!!" Jimin cheered, "It's always so much fun to meet our fans. They're so sweet!"

"I heard you invited someone this time, Hyung." Jungkook turned to me.

"Yeah. A friend."

"Oooh who is it?" Hoseok teased.

"Are they a girl?" Taehyung asked.

"Yes, she's a girl. She's just a friend I've made recently and she happens to like our music." I replied.

"Are you her bias? Do you like her?" Taehyung continued to pester.

"It doesn't matter!" I yelled, "...but maybe"

"Maybe you're her bias or maybe she likes you??" Jungkook joined in.

"Guys! It's time to get out there!" The same staff member called.

I smoothed out my shirt as we walked onto the small stage. Looking out at the crowd, I tried to find her face. I didn't see her. Right as I was beginning to worry, I noticed her huddled in the corner, an overwhelmed look on her face. Cute, I thought.

After some short announcements from the other members, we began the signing. One by one fans came to the table and talked with us. Eventually it was Y/N's turn. She lingered towards the table.

The first member at the table was Namjoon. They talked for a bit and he must've made a joke, because she broke out into snickers. He signed her album and passed it on to Hoseok.

Inside I was burning with jealousy, but I tried to hide it from the fan in front of me. They're all excited to be here, I have to give them all a good show. Still, she's MY friend. I invited her here, but now all the other members are getting to talk to her.

Hoseok finishes signing her album and passes it on to me. She nervously walks over, but on the way she trips over her shoelaces. Luckily she was able to catch herself, but I know that must have really hurt her pride. I remember her saying she was worried about that...

"Ah.., I'm so sorry," She mumbled, her face as red as my shirt.

"Woah, you're so pretty. Is this my fan meet or yours?" I joked.

She laughed at that, "gosh, I seem to embarrass myself every time I meet you, don't I?"

"Please, don't worry about it. It's adorable." I said. The words left my mouth before I even realized. Shoot! Don't be so obvious about it, Seokjin! What are you saying!

If she wasn't blushing before, she was now. The other fans are starting to wrap up their conversations. She rushed to a page in the photo book for me to sign.

"Er- what is your name?" I ask.

"Y/N." She smiles.

Uncapping the marker, I began writing:

Dear Y/N,

Thank you so much for listening to our music and coming to the signing today! Your support means the word to us. I'd like to see you again. Wanna meet at Lotte World this Saturday at 10:00 am?

I'll be waiting for you,

Your Jinnie

I close the book and pass it back to her. She smiles, and I notice the glitter present both in her eyeshadow and her outfit. She looks so sparkly, but she does even when she's wearing worn out jeans and a sweatshirt at the store. No matter where she is or what she's doing, she never fails to make my heart flutter. It's been three months since I first met her, I need to tell her at some point.

Y/N, I really like you.

Seeds of Hope (JHOPE) CH3 - What?!

I lean back in my chair and sigh as my chapter finally publishes. Two chapters done already! I close my Wattpad tab, get up and leave my apartment.

Exiting the building, I walk the crowded cement for a while before choosing a place to eat lunch. I walk up to the counter and order.

"Hello and welcome! What can I get for you today?" The cashier says.

"Hi! I would like a large fry and a medium drink, please."

"Coming right up!" She grabs a cup and hands it to me, "Here is your cup, go ahead and fill it up over there!"

She motions towards the soda fountain. I thank her and leave to fill up my cup. 

I gawk at all the options. I'm used to only water and coffee, but look at all the choices! Making my decision I reach for the Sprite dispenser, but another hand brushes against mine at the same time.

"Oh! I'm so sorry!" I apologize, jumping out of the way.

"No no no it was my mistake! Please, you go first!" A voice all too familiar to me says.

"You first, I didn't realize how long I had been standing there. It must have been annoying," I say with a laugh as I lift my gaze.

"Wait... J-HOPE?" unknowingly I drop my cup. J-Hope had been standing there this whole time and I didn't even realize? His hand had even touched mine!

I bend down and pick up my cup whilst trying to hide my blushing face.

"Oh, you know me?" He stutters back to me.

"Y-yeah! I'm Army!" As if this situation couldn't get any more awkward, it had to be with my idol.

"Y-you're..." I pause, gathering up the courage to say what I'm about to say. "You're actually my bias."

"That's so cool!" He says enthusiastically, "I didn't think I had any fans, haha."

I can tell he's looking at me, but still I attempt to hide my face.

He starts to speak again, more nervous this time, "If that's the case, would you like to have lunch with me?"

✿

After we both receive our food, we pick a table and sit down.

"As you probably know already, I'm J-hope. You can just call me Hoseok, or oppa." He tells me, "Anyways, I realize I never asked you for your name!"

"O-oh!" I reply, still shocked at my current situation. "My name- I'm Stacy. Stacy Waters..."

"Stacy... I like it!" He says.

"Thank you!"

"That's not a Korean name though, where are you from?" He asks.

"I'm from the States" I answer. "But my eomma is Korean, so we moved here to be closer to her family."

"Oh really? Your Korean is really good though!"

"Haha, thanks. My eomma taught me a bit."

✿

We continue to talk as we eat our food. Even though we don't have a lot in common, we still enjoyed a nice conversation. I feel like we're good at opposite things, like how he's good at dancing and I have terrible rhythm. He's also a very hopeful person (like his name), whereas I tend to lean towards the more negative side of things. Despite this I felt like we got along great, if anything better because we're so different.

We talked long after we had both finished our food. Eventually, it was time to go.

"Wait..." Hoseok stopped as he searched the backpack he was carrying.

He pulled out a pen and started writing something on his receipt. After he finished he held it close to him and continued.

"I-I had a really good time today. It isn't often I get to talk to people outside the company." He took a deep breath before speaking again, "This is my phone number. I'd like to meet again... only if you want to, that is..."

"I'd love to." I took the paper from him and gently folded it before putting it in my back pocket.

He smiled at me, "Cool! Er- Thank you! Uh... See you again soon?"

I laughed at his awkwardness.

"Definitely."

Seeds of Hope (JHOPE) CH2 - Sunlight

My heart dropped. No, shattered. How could she say that? And in front of me? Doesn't she know by now that I'm a dancer?

"Well, I kinda like dancing... Maybe I could help you! Er-you know, if you want. Just as, like- to repay you for the seeds."

"I don't know... it's due tomorrow-"

"Stacy! Who was at the door?" A voice from inside called.

"Oh-uh, no one mom!" she responds.

Stacy... It's a nice name. A foreign one though, I wonder where she moved here from.

Her mom comes to the door anyway, and greets me with a warm smile.

"Hello! I'm Stacy's mom. And who might you be?"

"I'm a friend of Stacy. I was talking with her about her assignment in her dance class." I said.

"Oh really? I thought you said you didn't have any assignments due soon?"

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Stacy's perspective:

My mom turns to look at me. The seeds weren't his fault, but he's seriously ruining my day now. Why did he have to tell her that?

"I was just coming by to return something and ask if she wanted any help on it, since I'm a dancer."

"Oh wow! That would be great, right Stacy?"

I hum in response, but it is not okay. I don't know him and I don't need more people seeing my awful coordination.

"You can come in and practice in Stacy's room if you'd like. Thank you so much for helping her!" My mom continued enthusiastically.

She motioned him in. Without any time to clean up my messy room, here we both are. I anxiously clear my throat and he hovers near the door.

"So... what choreography is it? Do you have instructions or..." he trails off.

"Yeah we have a video. We're supposed to like... memorize it." I say as I open up my laptop and pull up the video. 

✿

He's actually a really good dancer. After watching the video just a couple times, he was able to do most of it. He helped me memorize the full choreography, spending more time on challenging parts. I thought it would be really awkward, but once we started dancing it got much easier to talk to him. 

After going through the entire choreography with no aid from the video for the last time, we both collapse onto my bedroom floor. 

As I catch my breath, I mumble, "we did it... we actually finished"

He's also out of breath, but on his face is a huge smile.

"That was a lot of fun. Great job us!"

"Yeah. Thank you for helping me, I might actually pass now." I laugh as I say.

"Are you kidding? You'll do great! You give yourself a hard time, but I think you did an amazing job." He encourages.

I feel myself blush a bit as he says it. I'm not used to people complimenting me, especially with something like my dancing. Shyly, I give a slight nod.

✿

We exit my room and are shocked to find it dark outside. We lost track of time.

"How did it go? You guys have been practicing for a long time." My eomma says.

"Shoot, don't you need to get home?" I ask him, a bit of panic in my tone.

"Actually, I live next door to you guys! Surprise~" He announces.

I can't even give a response, just a shocked expression before my mom speaks.

"That's crazy! In that case, why don't you ask your parents if you can stay for dinner?"

"Oh." He says. "Actually, it's just me."

"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry!" My mom rapidly apologizes.

"No no no! They're not dead or anything!" He clarifies. "They live in Gwangju. I'm new to Seoul, I moved here because I'm training to be an idol!"

"Really? That must be a lot of work. And it's a big apartment to stay in, all alone..." She trails off in thought.

"We insist then. You must stay for dinner!" My eomma pressures.

Hidden Behind a Smile (JIN) CH3 - The Ticket

It's been three months since I first met J. Almost every day now he'll come into the store and buy something, or just chat at the register. I've noticed he usually comes in at the beginning of my shifts, around 6:00 am. It's pretty quiet in the shop at that time. Most people are still asleep. I wonder what his job is for him to be up that early...

When he comes in today, I was restocking the banana milk while listening to BTS' new album, Love Yourself 'Answer' . Right as I was getting into Epiphany, he barged in.

"Nice singing there" He giggled.

"Hey! Who said you were allowed in." I pouted, "My singing is just fine. Not that you would appreciate good singing anyways."

"What do you mean? Are you calling me a bad singer?" He taunted.

"Yes. I bet you are."

Smirking to myself, I took the empty boxes into the back room. When I came out he was still there, standing around awkwardly.

"So, why are you here today?"

"I just uh, wanted to chat." He replied.

A light pink tints his face as he says it. I grin, "Don't tell me. Are you still embarrassed that you lost to me in Uno last week?"

"No! You probably cheated... It's all about luck anyway." He paused, looking over the shelves, "So... you like BTS?"

"What's it to you?"

"Well, you were listening to their new album. I'm just curious."

"Are you an Army too?" I question.

"Something like that. Who's your bias?"

"Oooohhhh of course Jin. He's my ultimate bias. He's so perfect,.." I gush.

"It sounds like you really like him."

"I do.. I hope I get to meet him one day!"

"You haven't yet?" He asks.

"Well, I mean.. kinda." I thought, "One time he came in here to buy something. He left a large tip too, it was surprising. However I was too embarrassed to get a good look at him"

"Embarrassed?"

JIN POV:

"Embarrassed?" I asked.

"Well, I was distracted looking through twitter on my phone. I didn't even realize someone was there! He was probably waiting a while before asking if I was open... He was super polite about it I just- .." She sighed, "I just thought my first time meeting him would be more special."

I thought it was cute. I smile sympathetically before she continues, "But I'm not gonna count that! I'm saving up, and hopefully soon I can afford to go to a fan meet! Then I can meet him properly, and talk to him, and OH! Have you seen those photos of them holding their fans' hands? Gosh, I would FAINT!" She rambles.

Even though my mask was covering my face, I felt myself blush bright red. When I first came in here, I noticed her immediately. She seemed so beautiful, but not in a way like magazines or models. It takes you a second. The more I look at her the more I see it, her sparkly eyes, her soft hair, everything about her screams comfort. She seems like the type of person you can really lean on when you're having a hard time. And that is beautiful to me.

"Yeah, well I hope you get to meet him" I gulp.

Before she can respond, I rush out of the store, nervous that she'll notice how flustered I am.

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Back at work, I'm distracted by thinking how I can get her in to the fan meet. There's one coming up, but the announcement doesn't go out until tonight.

I stumble through the door to my manager's office, nervous about my ask. He's sitting at his desk and typing something on his computer.

"Um... Manager," I start.

"Yes, Jin?" He replies, eyes still on the screen.

"So, about the fan meet coming up..."

"Mhm?" He says.

"Would it maybe be possible to get tickets for someone?" I ask, looking down at my hands.

"Yeah, why?"

"Really?"

"Do you plan on inviting a family member? We can send them an invite-"

"No no no! I want to invite a friend!" I interrupt.

"Okay, what is their name and email address?"

"Actually, I was thinking I could give it to them.., I just need the ticket."

"Why didn't you just say that?" He laughs.

He stands from the desk and walks out of the office. After talking with some people, he gets the ticket and hands it to me, "Here you go, Jin. I'm happy you're making friends."

"Thank you so much! I really appreciate it!" I take the ticket and bow before rushing back to the practice room.

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The next day, I run in to the convenience store. Looking around, I find Y/N stocking the shelves.

"Y/N!! Y/N!!!!!" I yell through the aisles.

"Yeah yeah, I'm here. What do you want, J?"

"I have a gift for you!!" I cheered.

She perked up at that, "What is it?"

I pull the ticket out of my pocket and hold it up, "TA DA!! I got you a ticket to the fan meet!"