Y/N's POV:

It's around 9:30am and you're in Namjoon's kitchen making eggs and cutting up some fruit. You had today off thanks to Yoongi, who convinced his cousin to give you a pass. And by convince you mean bribe. Yoongi was forced to give your boss a signed copy of D-2 to give to his girlfriend.

Your face is beet red as you replay the memory of when you had woken up an hour ago.

When you woke up, you were actually about a foot away from Namjoon, him still on his back but you were now flipped the other way, your back facing him. You slowly looked over your shoulder, hoping to still see a sleeping beefcake. And much to your delight, you did.

"Oh wow," you said, not realizing it was out loud. "Did it actually work?"

Namjoon made a slight groan from the noise and you slapped your hand over your mouth. He sluggishly turned his body towards you but his eyes were still closed. He was just adjusting.

You let out a sigh of relief as he nestled himself into his pillow. But almost as if he could feel something missing, he unconsciously reached his hand towards the empty space between you two.

As he felt around at nothing, you saw his eyes slightly flutter open, just enough for him to find what he was looking for. Your waist.

You gasped as he yanked your bodies together, your chest colliding with his. Your face was in the crook of his neck as your head rested on top of his shoulder, making you inhale his delicious scent.

"N-Namjoon?" you stuttered. But there was no response.

Your brain wasn't able to form any coherent thoughts until you realized your left hand was cupping Namjoon's right pectoral.

I'm actually grabbing a namtiddy. I might actually pass out-

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you felt his right hand slowly trail down your back and to your waist, making you let out a little moan into his neck.

You had your crop top on so your lower torso was exposed. Every inch of your skin his fingertips brushed felt like it was burning. Your voice was stuck in your throat as he was now gripping your hip, pulling your lower bodies together too, almost as if he expected you to melt into him.

He didn't even give you a second to process, as he made his way down your leg, cupping under your knee to pull it up and across him.

He brought his arm back up to rest his hand against the small of your back, then he relaxed.

"Mmm," Namjoon moaned, his voice low and raspy. "You fit perfectly against me," he finished in a mumble, and a few seconds later you began to hear his light snoring again.

Y'know those fainting goats that just freeze up and fall over when overstimulated? That was you, completely paralyzed in Namjoon's embrace.

For a good ten minutes, your mind was completely blank. No thoughts. Just emptiness.

You eventually forced your body to relax, even though it was screaming not to. Slowly, you were able to feel every inch of the man pressed against you. Your lips were mere millimeters from his neck, making your heart do summersaults.

He was right though. You really did fit perfectly against him. Once you'd calmed down, you were actually very comfortable. Even your breaths were in sync.

Unfortunately it was starting to get a little hot, since your breath was being reflected right back onto your face, and Namjoon's skin was causing it to get even hotter. It didn't help that he was basically a walking heater.

You laid there for another 20 minutes anyway, worried about waking him up.

But eventually you couldn't take it anymore as you were starting to get sweaty. He'd been sleeping for over 9-10 hours at this point, so you wouldn't feel that guilty if you woke him up.

To your surprise, you were able to wiggle yourself out from his grasp without him batting an eye. You were beginning to doubt he ever had insomnia.

You freshened yourself up in the bathroom, threw some leggings on and went to the kitchen to see if there was anything to make.

As you're cutting up the watermelon, you hear a soft knock on the door. You walk over to the monitor and almost choke as you see Taehyung and Jimin on the other side.

You open the door and they both smile at you, nearly blinding you. Taehyung being the social butterfly that he is, immediately swallows you into a hug.

"How was it?" Jimin asks as Taehyung pulls away from the hug.

"Come in but don't talk too loud," you smile back. "The princess is still sleeping."

Taehyung and Jimin both gasp, looking at each other and then back at you. "It worked?!"

You nod, letting them shuffle into the kitchen.

"Do you guys want any breakfast?" you ask.

"Maybe just some of that watermelon you're cutting," Taehyung says. Jimin nods in agreement. They both take a seat on the barstools at the island while you cut more watermelon across from them.

"So what's your trick?" Taehyung asks. "I'm a little butt hurt. Namjoon let me stay over and couldn't sleep a wink."

You giggle as you imagine V completely passed out, almost on top of Namjoon as he stares at the ceiling in irritation.

"I don't know honestly. It might also just be two strokes of luck," you say as you set the fruit in front of them.

"There's no way that's a coincidence," Jimin laughs, biting into a watermelon slice.

"Did you guys fuck?" V asks in all seriousness.

You and Jimin both choke on your watermelon. You cough a couple times before you're able to answer. "No..." you mumble, you can feel your face getting a little pink.

V lifts an eyebrow, not really believing you.

"We just cuddled and talked a little," you admit as you look towards the closed door to his room.

"That's it?" Jimin questions. "I could probably take a knife and visibly cut through all the sexual tension between you two, and all you do is cuddle?"

You blush at his words, but then chuckle as you know he's got a point.

"Yeah," you shrug. "I mean he was so tired yesterday I doubt he could've gotten it up anyways."

Your comment caught them off guard as they both gasp, then immediately erupt in laughter.

"I like you [Y/N]," Tae says as he bites into a watermelon slice, his lips forming into a pout as he chews. "I'm glad Hyung is able to sleep but I'm also relieved that it's because of someone like you."

"Yeah," Jimin chimes in, wiping watermelon juice from his hands. "We have to be very particular about the people we let in, especially around Namjoon-hyung. He's our leader and there's too many people out there that wouldn't hesitate to hurt him if they could."

You beam at their comments, giving them a big smile.

"I believe that. It must be so tough for all of you. I understand that you love what you do, and you adore your fans, but it also has to be pretty emotionally taxing. Always having to watch each other's back."

They nod in unison.

All three of you snap your heads toward the master bedroom as you hear the door creak open. A groggy Namjoon slowly walks out, rubbing his eyes.

He's so cute I'm gonna cry. How is someone with so much body mass so adorable?

"Good morning hyung!" Taehyung shouts, causing Namjoon to wince at the sound. Jimin gives him a tight smile but doesn't say anything.

"Morning," he grumbles, making his way towards you.

God, that deep morning voice just might be the death of you.

He hovers behind you, not even an inch from your back, looking over your right shoulder at the eggs and watermelon. He places his right hand on your waist as he continues to ogle the food. You try not to wince at his touch, and you can tell Taehyung and Jimin are staring at his hand placement.

"Want some?" you ask, turning your head towards him but not moving your body, his face inches from yours. "I don't know much about your eating preferences besides seafood being a no-no."

He pauses for a moment, almost too groggy to understand your question. He looks at you, looks at the boys, looks down at the food, then returns to meet your eyes again. "Yeah I want some," he mumbles as he releases you and moves towards the barstool next to V.

You're putting some eggs and watermelon on a plate for him as someone comes barreling through the front door, scaring the shit out of you. You weren't the only one startled, all three of the boys across from you flinched, and Jimin even fell out of his seat.

"MY BRO!!" Jhope screams as he runs to wrap his arms around his leader. Looks like Namjoon is now fully awake since his eyes are wide in shock.

Following Jhope is a very smiley Jin. "I heard it worked! Jimin texted us. What did I tell you? Don't you know I'm always right?"

Jhope releases Namjoon and he looks over at you, blinking a couple times. "How long was I asleep?"

You glance at the clock. 10:12am.

"Almost 11 hours."

Jin and Jhope gasp while the other 3 drop their jaws in awe.

"[Y/N] our little angel!" Jin yells as he wraps you into a tight hug. In the corner of your eye you can see Namjoon glaring but he doesn't say anything. You lightly hug him back before pulling away.

"I didn't really do anything," you giggle.

"Did y'all fuck?" Jin asks with the same seriousness that Taehyung had.

Namjoon chokes on his water as you just laugh.

"No," Jimin smirks before you can reply. "[Y/N] said he was too tired to get it up."

Your jaw drops and your eyes almost pop out of your head as you look at Jimin. Taehyung is now falling onto the floor from laughter. You can feel the stare you're getting from Namjoon. It's a form of shock, embarrassment, and confusion.

"YAH!! That is NOT what I said!" You exclaim, making your way around the island towards Jimin. "I am not afraid to swing at an idol!"

You start running towards him with your fist up like you're going to hit him but he sprints towards the living area while laughing, putting the couch between you two.

Everyone in the apartment is laughing, except for you and Namjoon, both of your faces flushed the same shade as the watermelon.

"I'm Hoseok by the way," Jhope says, stretching his hand across the table.

"Oh, hi, I'm sorry, I didn't even think about introducing myself since I feel like I know you all," you chuckle, reaching over to shake his hand. "I'm [Y/N]."

Jhope smiles at you and you almost turn into a puddle in your seat. You knew he had a beautiful smile but it's entirely different when the smile is aimed directly at you.

You're all now seated around the kitchen table, waiting for Namjoon's manager to arrive. Namjoon's seated to your right, then going around the table it's Jin, Taehyung, Hobi, and finally Jimin seated to your left.

"Where are Yoongi and Jungkook?" Jimin asks.

"They're at the studio working on their collab," Jhope responds.

Your eyes widen. "Are you allowed to be saying this stuff in front of me?" There has been no mention in the media of a Yoonkook collab recently.

"Aren't you already under an NDA?" Jhope asks.

"Um... no?" You furrow your brows in confusion. "Those three disappeared from my apartment last Sunday and I never heard a word from them or the company. Then 4 of them suddenly showed up at the convention yesterday telling me to go home with Namjoon."

Jhope's mouth falls and he stares at you for a second like you're a unicorn. "And you didn't say anything to anyone?"

"Of course not," you frown. "I mean I did tell my best friend what had happened but she'd never say anything to anyone. And even if she did she has no proof."

"Guys what the hell?" Jhope scowls. "Jin had even shared his personal phone number and sent her a selfie. You guys just just trusted her? Were you not thinking about everyone's safety?"

You shrink into your chair a little bit. You're slightly offended by his words, but you also understand where he's coming from.

"Are you questioning my judgement?" Namjoon glares at his lead dancer. "I was the one who told Mr. Song it wasn't necessary."

"It's fine," Jin interjects, before Hobi can answer. "That's why Mr. Song is on his way over here. We're going to get this straightened out. We're going to put [Y/N] under contract."

"Wait what?" you question.

"Yeah," Jimin smiles as he takes your hand. "You're going to be an employee of HYBE."

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Chappy 9 ~

What do y'all think of Y/N so far??

I'm trying to make her fun and relatable. I was tired of reading ff where the lead is timid and let's everyone walk all over her.

Anyways don't forget to vote or I'll break your elbows