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A night to remember -Chapter one

Y/N’s POV

“Flight 227 to Copenhagen departing from gate 11 in ten minutes.” I’ve been listening to messages like this for over an hour now, I’m still waiting for my turn. I’m going on flight 459 to London, boarding from gate 2. It’s 7am and I barely got any sleep last night, so I should be tired, but of course I’m not! I’m going to a concert tonight, not just any concert, this is basically a once in a lifetime kind of thing since, unfortunately, I was born in the wrong country. You guessed it, I’m seeing BTS tonight, and I couldn’t be happier! Well actually I could… my mom wouldn’t let me go and since my stepbrother had something he wanted to look for, I think it was a skateboard or something, in London, she decided that we could go together. My stepbrother is kind of… I don’t know, he’s really controlling and quite mean. He actually scares me sometimes, and now I had to go to London with him, at least he wasn’t coming to the concert. “Flight 459 to London boardi-” Yes! Finally, it was my turn! I’m pretty much running straight towards the line, I end up at 6th place in line so that’s not so bad. “Hey, you can’t board without Me come back here!” I hear a voice calling. “Well shit…” I think to myself as I start walking towards him. “What the hell do you think you’re doing!?” He grabs my arm, it hurts. “Are you really that excited to see those stupid Asians that you can’t even act like a normal human being, I can’t be held responsible for your stupidity but yet that is exactly what…“ I stop listening, he let go of my arm but it still hurts a bit. We get to the end of the line and show our boarding passes, a flight attendant points us to our seats after wishing us a great flight and gives me a vague smile, I guess she feels sorry for me, she heard him while we were waiting in line.

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The plane takes off and I can’t believe it, I’m leaving my hometown to go to London, to see Bangtan, that’s crazy, right? Well I’ll go back home tomorrow morning but still. I plug in my headphones and put on some music, I prepped for the trip by downloading like a thousand songs, so I think I’ll be okay. Love maze starts playing and a smile covers my face, I sink into the music and let myself go for a while.

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We land on Heathrow and take a cab to the hotel, we get settled and he says: “Don’t go anywhere while I’m out.” And then he just leaves. I’m 18 years old I can take care of myself, there’s still a few hours left before I have to leave for the concert and I’m hungry, so I go out to get something to eat. There’s some kind of pub right down the corner so I go in there and decide to order a classic fish n’ chips. I kind of have to, I bet it’s a law for all tourists, while in London you have to eat fish n’ chips. When I’m done eating I stroll down the street, just looking at people, buildings, really cute dogs… Then I decide to go back to the hotel and get ready for the concert.

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“Where have you been!? I told you not go anywhere, you need to grow up, stop acting like such a brat and listen!” I barely made it through the door before the yelling started, apparently, he got back before I did. “I’m not a child, I can take care of myself, and I just went down the corner to get something to eat. You can’t tell me what to do, and who’s the real brat here!?” I yell back but instead of giving me an answer he hits me. His fist hits my cheekbone before I can even register what’s going down. I hear him swearing and then he storms out and slams the door behind him. By now tears are streaming down my face, he has raised his voice, even raised his hand, but he has never hit me before. I’ve always felt like he might do though so I’m not that surprised. Why now, I can’t deal with this, this day is supposed to be all fun, now I can’t even seem to get my crying ass up from the floor. “Y/N, you need to stand up, right now.” I tell myself. I stand and walk up to the mirror. Half my face is turning purple and my eye is swollen. There’s also a small notch on my cheek, it’s bleeding a little but fortunately it doesn’t seem to deep. I take a deep breath and try to push the tears away, this is nothing a little makeup can’t fix…

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A little concealer later I’ve covered up most of the purple, of course you can still see the swelling and the notch, but it’s a lot better than before. I’m not gonna let this ruin my night. Right now, I’m gonna focus on having fun, everything else is just gonna have to wait. I finish my makeup, get dressed and go down to the lobby. One of the receptionists help me call for a cab to the concert venue. The whole car ride there the cabdriver is looking at me kinda weird, it’s making me uncomfortable, but at last we arrive, I pay for the cab and get out as quickly as I can. There’s a long line to get into the venue but as soon as the doors open everything goes by quite fast. I’m there pretty early and since I got a standing ticket I’m almost as close to the stage as one can possibly get, there’s just one row of people in front of me. There’s still over an hour until the concert actually starts so in the meantime I talk to some of the other fans around me since I came there alone. It’s a lot of fun and time passes by quickly.

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The stage lights up with hundreds of spotlights and Taehyungs voice starts flowing through the arena in the beginning of Fake love. The crowd is singing along, screaming, dancing, crying, all at once, army-bombs are swaying in synchronized harmony. My whole body feels warm and I’m happier than I’ve ever been before.

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Several songs later that euphoric feeling still hasn’t left my body, I think there’s only about seven songs left. In the middle of Yoongi’s verse in Outro: Tear I start feeling lightheaded, black spots are covering my eyelids and everything sounds as if I’m under water. Suddenly I can’t even stay upright, but right when I’m about to fall someone picks me up, I try to see who it is, but everything turns black and me head falls back.

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I wake up on a black couch with two women and one of the security guards beside me. “Hey, are you feeling okay? Headache? Are you dizzy?” the women are bombarding me with questions. “I’m a bit dizzy.” I answer and try to sit up. “Was it you who carried me here?” I ask the security guard. “Yes, I saw that you were about to faint and just had time to catch you before you fell.” “Oh, thank you.” I say but can’t help but think about how incredibly embarrassing this was, he had carried me all the way here, not that I know where “here” is yet, with everybody watching… One of the women, whom I’ve now figured out are nurses, hand me a glass of water. “Do you know why you fainted? Have you eaten anything today? Have you had plenty of water?” “Yeah I have done both, but this happens sometimes, I get lightheaded really easily, I’ve gotten used to it.” “Well as soon as possible you should go see a doctor, you might have an iron deficiency or something like that, okay?” the nurse says, and I nod. Then I realize that I can still hear the music from the stage, and it’s loud, how haven’t I noticed this until now, I look around and I seem to be by the side of the stage, backstage, I guess… I still can’t really think clearly, my head is spinning. “I should get back to my position.” the security guard says. “Us too, but we’ll be right nearby if you need us, just call for us.” One of the nurses adds. “Okay, and thanks.” I respond before they leave. I can’t believe they’ll just leave me here, for all they know I could be a hired assassin, but oh well. Since I’m still quite dizzy I close my eyes and lean back. Just a short while later a voice interrupts me in my silent slumber. “Hi.”

So guys, the first chapter of my new fanfic “A night to remember”, I know this first chapter is really uneventful and boring but I will upload the second chapter as soon as possible. I just really needed this as an “introduction” to the story! Anyways, tell me your thoughts in the comments and feel free to DM me! :)

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- A night to remember - Chapter Four -

Y/N’s POV

My day with Namjoon had been amazing, we started off the day by walking around London, while still maintaining a very low profile of course. There had already been a bunch of tweets discussing the girl who fainted, of course the fans in the audience saw in which direction the security guard carried me, even though they couldn’t possibly know that they actually talked to me after there were still rumors going around. Me and Namjoon just strolled around, talking, getting to know each other, I had my doubts at first but he actually seems to enjoy my company. After a while we went back to the hotel room and had lunch with Jimin, Jungkook (who had finally gotten out of bed) and Jin, we also brought Yoongi some food but didn’t see much of him… We had so much fun during lunch, my stomach still hurts from all the laughing, even Jungkook who had originally been really shy was opening up. Eventually everyone got back from their own adventures, Yoongi came out of hiding and it was time to leave for the concert. “Come on Y/N.” Namjoon says and put his hand on my arm, slightly pulling me with him. “I can come?” I hadn’t been sure if I could come with them to the concert or not. “Of course, you can watch it from backstage!” He answers with a wink. “Well don’t I feel special tonight.” I smirk back at him. We take the elevator down to the lobby and hop into one of the waiting cars. When we arrive at the venue we quickly sneak in through the back, there’s a whole crew of stylists, makeup artists, guards and so on swarming around. I sit down on the same couch I was lying on last night, the guys are running around getting changed, dolled up, ready to go on stage. I can hear all the fans singing and chanting, it feels so weird to be on the other side of things, last night I was one of those fans. When the boys are all done with everything they just have a few minutes before they go on, I walk up to them. “Hey, good luck, don’t pass out or anything.” I jokingly say to them. “Well I should say the same to you.” Namjoon backfires with a wink, I laugh. “Yeah, I guess so, but anyways, have fun!” The whole maknae line bounces up and down around me and before I know it all 7 of them have embraced me in a group hug. “You have the best view from over there.” Namjoon says and points to the other side of the stage, “and thanks, enjoy the show.” They get into their position and I go to mine, Namjoon was right, I can see the whole stage, and a lot of the sea of army bombs, from here. I sit down on the floor and silently wait for them to begin, my excitement is bubbling up, even though I saw them perform last night, and I’ve been hanging out with them all day, and I even slept in the same room as Namjoon, I’m still just as excited as I was yesterday.

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The show is going great, every time the boys have a minute to spare they come sit down with me, Jimin is just about to finish up serendipity, next one up is Namjoon, he’s running around getting ready. Right before he’s about to go on stage he runs up to me, I see him coming and smile at him, I wonder what he might want, he has to be on stage any second. My thoughts are interrupted by Namjoon pulling me close and placing a soft yet passionate, and most of all surprising, kiss on my lips. Before I get the chance to say anything about it he runs off again to get up on stage. Luckily the boys aren’t here right now, I can’t even imagine their reactions, well I can’t even imagine my own reaction… Why did he do this? It’s so soon, we just met yesterday, he barely knows me, and he’s Kim Namjoon, and I’m me. I don’t get this… I eventually manage to snap out of my concerned thinking and notice that several songs have already passed, they just finished up airplane pt.2 and are moving off the stage. Maybe I’ll get an explanation. But Namjoon doesn’t come up to me, not even when the others do, he’s away doing something else, it’s clear that he’s avoiding me. They go back up on stage and the rest of the show carry out the same way, every time they get a short break Namjoon is nowhere to be seen. I wonder why he’s avoiding me, he must’ve instantly regretted the kiss… Am I regretting the kiss? Well not that it was my doing, but do I want him to regret it?

Namjoon’s POV

She must think I’m stupid, we met yesterday, I hope I didn’t scare her off. I should just apologize to her? Tell her that I’m sorry. Yes, that’s exactly what I should do, but I’m not sorry… I don’t regret it, I wanted this so badly, but I don’t think she did. But what if… This is so fast, and she’s a fan! She doesn’t really seem like any other fan though, she’s been treating us like anybody else, and she seems to like spending time with us not just because we’re BTS but because we’re us. But what do I know? I’m just starting to get to know her. “Hyung? Hyung are you okay? We have to get going.” I look up and see Jungkook calling me, the others and Y/N are standing on the other side of the room, ready to leave. “Oh, I’m fine, sorry.” I stand up from the floor where I had apparently been sitting this entire time and follow Jungkook out. I end up in the same car as Y/N and I can feel her eyes on me the whole ride back to the hotel. Hoseok and Jin are talking about how amazing the show was and how much they love London but both me and Y/N are sitting in silence. Back at the hotel the guys decide to celebrate and get some champagne and move into Jimin’s room, for some reason that has become our common space. “I’m just gonna go call my parents.” Y/N says and points towards my room, I nod and tell her to come join us when she’s done, she smiles and nods back before we part ways, she sounded like nothing had happened, like everything was normal, maybe she was trying to forget it ever happened. I follow the others into Jimin’s room and sit down. They’re all talking and laughing but I’m completely spaced out, that is until Jimin starts poking my arm to try to get my attention. “Hyung, what are you thinking about? Someone special?” Jimin has the most smug look on his face. “Stop it, of course not.” I say and try to sound genuine but end up looking down and breaking out in laughter. Damn it. “You like her!” Taehyung joins Jimin, and the rest of them follow one by one, all of the sudden I have six guys bombarding me with questions in mocking tones. “I won’t say another word, just give up, change the subject, please.” I beg them. “Sorry hyung.” Jungkook answers, my request seemed to work, they start talking about the rest of the tour instead. Which was about time because now Y/N walks through the door. “How did the call go?” I ask. “Pretty good, I guess, they’ve kinda kicked out my stepbrother, so I won’t have to deal with him as much, if ever, and they’re just glad that I’m okay and happy to have me back home safe and sound tomorrow.” I nod happily at her answer, I’m very pleased that she won’t have to meet him, she shouldn’t have to deal with him at all. We go back to celebrating but I still can’t stop thinking about the kiss, I need some advice. I can’t ask the youngest, they wouldn’t be able to keep it a secret… I think Jin would be pretty great with the advice, but Yoongi is definitely the best secret-keeper. Maybe I should just keep it to myself…

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Y/N’s POV

Me, Namjoon and the other boys are all getting ready for bed, this is the first time I’ve been alone with him since the kiss. Should I bring it up? Or wait for him to do so? “Are you tired?” I ask him. “Not really, or well, maybe, I don’t know…” he responds while avoiding eye contact. “We should sleep though we have a pretty early day tomorrow.” “Yeah I suppose you’re right…” I answer him as he walks towards the bathroom, I sit down on the couch and rewind the day in my mind while changing into my pajamas. Namjoon comes out of the bathroom in grey sweats and a t-shirt, I go brush my teeth and wash off my face. When I’m all set and go back into the bedroom I see Namjoon bouncing up and down on the couch with a concerned and very displeased look on his face, I clear my throat to get his attention. “Uhm, hey, what are you doing?” I giggle. “This couch is really uncomfortable, did you even get any sleep last night?” he looks up at me, waiting for my response, “doesn’t your back hurt after lying on this all night? I mean, I thought a hotel like this would have more comfortable couches.” He joins me in laughter. “It’s not that bad I promise.” I try to reassure him, in fact my back did kinda hurt, but I didn’t want him to know that. “Nonsense, come on, we’ll switch tonight, I can sacrifice myself.” He chuckles. “No! I already told you I’m not letting you sleep in the couch! It’s your room and you’ve already done so much for me, I’m fine, really.” I think I sound pretty convincing, but Namjoon won’t give up. Eventually I decide to try something. “Ok fine, I won’t sleep on the couch. BUT neither will you.” I raise my eyebrows at him, trying to look him dead in the eye, waiting for his response. I’m expecting him to say that I may sleep on the couch, but I’m wrong. “Okay.” He says with a shrug and sits down on the bed. Left standing there is me, mouth hanging open in surprise. “Come on, it’s a big bed, we’re just gonna sleep, no harm done, right?” He teasingly adds. I slowly walk towards the other side of the bed, cautiously to make sure he’s not just kidding with me, but he seems to be sincere, he actually doesn’t mind… I crawl under the light covers, still without saying a word. “See, you made it, to be fair it was your suggestion.” He winks at me and I can’t help but smile. “Fine I’ll be fine, now go to sleep!” “Goodnight.” He says and turns off the lights, I turn to my side, so that I’m now facing away from him, and close my eyes, shortly after I’m sound asleep.

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“Hyu- oh shit, sorry, sorry…” I hear loud laughter and open my eyes, standing by the wide-open door is Jungkook and Taehyung holding on to each other trying not to fall down laughing. Now Namjoon suddenly sits up and I realize that we were close, literally, he had been spooning me, and I was on his side of the bed… When did this happen? I quickly pull back and away from him and sits up on my side. Jungkook and Taehyung closes the door and I can hear laughing and quick steps running down the hall, they’re already on their way to tell the others what they saw. I turn to Namjoon who looks confused and barely awake. “Did they just…” he begins. “Yeah… they just ran out back to the others I think.” I give him a vague, and probably a bit awkward, smile. “Soo… Do you know how we ended up, uhm, you know?” “No, I don’t, I just woke up and, well.” I blush and look down at my hands instead of directly at him. He nods and smiles at me.

Namjoon’s POV

She starts blushing at our situation, she looks adorable, I consider teasing her about it, just a little bit, but decide not to. But I still really need to talk about that kiss, I’m just about to bring it up when I hear the door opening. “Namjoon-ah! Are you decent?” It’s Jin hyung calling for us, worst timing possible… “Yes hyung, it’s fine you can come in.” I call back and Jin steps into the room. “Have you seen what time it is?” “No why…” I say and pick up my phone, we have to leave for the airport in half an hour, we overslept, no wonder everyone has been disturbing us. “Jungkook and Taehyung got your spare key from Sung Hoon, they wanted to make sure you woke up.” He says and tries to contain his laughter, he already heard the story from the two youngest… I tell Jin we’ll hurry up, he leaves and then I turn to Y/N. “We need to start packing, like now.” She looks confused and then checks her phone, her eyes grow twice as large as she jumps out of bed. We both take turns getting ready and packing and soon enough we’re all set and head out to the guys.

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Y/N’s POV

With all the fuss this morning I hadn’t gotten a change to talk to Namjoon yet as I had planned, and now we’re leaving. We’re almost at the airport, and I have no idea what’s going on with him. We pull up by the airport and the guards escort us through a private entrance, which makes sense, I think to myself, especially since I’m here too, there would be a ton of rumors if any fans saw me with them, I don’t really blend in that well… “Y/N, your flight boards in half an hour, ours shortly after, I can go with you if you need help with your bags?” Sung Hoon turns to me and says. “Actually, I would love to have a moment alone with Y/N, so if you don’t mind I can take her there? I won’t go far and I won’t run in to any fans I promise.” Namjoon asks, I wait for Sung Hoon’s answer with a thousand butterflies in my stomach. He nods and Namjoon and I exchange a smile, finally we might get a chance to talk, he wouldn’t have offered to go with me if he didn’t intend to bring up the kiss, I think… I walk up to the other boys and once again I’m trapped in a group hug. “I had so much fun with you guys these past two days, I’m really gonna miss you, but most of all thank you so much, all of you” I add and gesture to their entire crew, “for all your help and support, I really appreciate it.” I get a bunch of smiles from their crew members and more hugs from the members, then Taehyung turns to Namjoon, with the deadliest glare I’ve ever seen in his eyes, and he says something that I, of course, can’t understand, and everyone else starts laughing and the other boys start nodding in agreement. Well now I’m curious, Namjoon seems to be so embarrassed by whatever it was that Taehyung said. I say goodbye one last time and then me and Namjoon walks away. He stops right before we exit the private “hallway”, or whatever it’s called, to avoid being seen. “I’m so sorry about the kiss, well no, I’m not sorry about the kiss, but I am sorry for just ambushing you with it like that, and for not talking about it, I just didn’t know what to say…” as soon as he has finished his sentence he looks down, anxious about my response. I don’t know what to say, I know how I feel about it, but I can’t put it into words, so instead I do something that I wasn’t even counting on myself. I kiss him.

So there you go, chapter four, I’ve already started working on chapter five, I’m very excited about it but not sure how I’ll play it out just yet... Hope you like it, feel free to DM me about anything!

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A night to remember -Chapter three

Y/N’s POV

It’s getting late, the boys are all about to retire to their rooms. “Y/N? Should we go to?” Namjoon is blushing, he’s trying to hide it by looking at the ground which is obviously an epic fail. I see it, the boys see it, I don’t say anything about it, but of course the boys start teasing him. I clear my throat to get their attention. “We’re leaving now, goodnight guys.” I say and open the door, Namjoon gladly follows me out. “Thanks.” He grins. We enter Namjoon’s, and also mine for the next two days, room in silence. Namjoon goes into the bathroom to brush his teeth and while he’s in there I decide to change into my pajamas real quick.

Namjoon’s POV

I go back into the bedroom and see that Y/N has changed into her pajamas, I can’t help but think she looks extremely cute in the white tank top and wide plaid pants. “I’m just gonna go wash of my makeup and get ready?” She says with a hint of insecurity in her voice. “Yes of course, I’ll set up the couch.” I answer her and give her the warmest smile possible to try and make her feel better.

Y/N’s POV

Why is he smiling at me like that? Is he expecting something to happen tonight? God I hope not, I can’t do this. Okay Y/N, just smile and walk away, smile and walk away, go into the bathroom.

Namjoon’s POV

“Sooo I’m just gonna...” She says and jumps into the bathroom, very quickly. I hope I didn’t make it worse... While she’s in the bathroom I clear the couch of all our luggage and get some extra pillows and blankets. When I’m done I just sit down on the bed and decide to post a quick selfie on twitter, right after that Y/N comes out of the bathroom. She lingers at the door, and when she steps out I can see why. Without the makeup on I can clearly see the bruising around the eye, half her face is swollen and it’s a dark shade of purple, I had no idea it was that bad, she did a really good job covering it up before. I hate seeing her like this but I can’t take my eyes off her. “Is it really that bad?” she asks and lightly touches her face. “No, no not at all, I’m sorry for staring, I just, didn’t expect it to be…” “This bad?” she smiles at me. I walk up to her, stop when we’re just a few centimeters apart. “I’m really so sorry, I hope you know that.” “For what? It’s not your fault.” She says, lingering on every syllable. Suddenly there’s this tension in the air, it’s thickening, and we’re moving closer.

Y/N’s POV

Our moment is interrupted by a knock on the door. “Hyung? Y/N?” it’s Taehyung. Namjoon and I take a step away from each other, he awkwardly chuckles a bit and then go to open the door. I hear them talking but unfortunately don’t understand a word, I hear Taehyung’s teasing tone and laughter though so I might have an idea. Namjoons comes back in just a few minutes. “He was just bored, and decided to go spying on us.” He says and laughs, “I told him to go back to his room and get some sleep.” “Yeah that was probably for the best.” I giggle, “And we should probably sleep too.” I add in a more serious tone. Images of what almost happened are flashing through my mind, I look away to try and hide my thoughts. “Oh right, yes, we should.” He replies and once again sit down on the bed. “Are you sure that you want to sleep on the couch? We can switch.” He adds, he’s very stubborn. “I’m fine, really, I’ll take the couch.” I ensure him. He nods and turns off the lights, I crawl in between all the blankets on the couch and slowly drift off to sleep with the day replaying over and over again in my head. It feels like it’s been a whole lifetime since I got on the plane this morning, this is by far the most eventful day of my life.

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When I wake up Namjoon is still sleeping, I check my phone, it’s only 7:05. I decide to go up and take a shower and get ready. I wonder what I’ll do today, my flight home isn’t until tomorrow morning. The boys have another show tonight, but I have no idea what they usually do during the day, or even if I can come with. I get into the shower and within seconds I’m completely lost in my own thoughts. When I snap out of my daydreaming state I have no idea how much time has passed, that’s the thing about daydreaming, you lose track of time, pain, yourself, everything. You feel nothing and it’s the most amazing feeling there is.

I get out of the shower and grab the extra towel on the shelf, I wrap it around me, feeling the soft fabric embrace me, I wonder if Namjoon’s still sleeping. I decide to peek out into the bedroom, Namjoon isn’t even in there, the room is completely empty. I step out into the room and start looking for something to wear today, since I had only packed for one night I have to plan strategically, fortunately I brought extra underwear in my handbag just in case my luggage got lost. I’m just about to remove my towel and get dressed when Namjoon walks through the door, I flinch and then sigh with relief at the thought that he could’ve walked in just a few seconds later. He quickly apologizes, covers his eyes, start rambling something in Korean and tries to find the handle to the bathroom door without looking up, eventually he manages to open the door and quickly close it behind him. I break out in laughter and decides to put on some clothes as quickly as possible to avoid anything like this happening again. I hear running water and assume he’s in the shower, I lay down on the couch and check my phone for the first time this morning, it’s overflowing with texts and calls from my parents, I decide to facetime them, they answer right away. “Y/N!? Are you okay? Where are you? Are you hurt? What happened to your face? Oh my god honey I’m so sorry I shouldn’t have let you go!” They keep rambling for almost two minutes until I finally manage to get them to keep quiet. “Mom, please, I’m fine. I’m at a hotel with some new friends I met, I’ve booked another flight for tomorrow, and if you want to know what happened to my face just ask my brother.” I kind of spit out that last word, brother, I hated calling him that. “New friends? Did you meet them at the concert? Who are they?” She asks me, I decide to lie to calm her down. “Yes, a few girls I met at the concert, they’re also going home tomorrow so they said I could stay with them until then.” “They’re nice? You’re not going out drinking or something?” “No, I promise, no drinking or anything like that. You can trust me, you know that.” “Okay honey, I do know that, just stay safe and keep your phone on if I need to reach you?” I promise to keep my phone fully charged and with me at all times and we say goodbye, that’s when I realize that I can’t hear the shower anymore, I look up just as Namjoon opens the bathroom door and steps out. “So, we’re a group of girls huh?” he asks and raises an eyebrow at me, I laugh. “Sorry, I just had to tell them that, they wouldn’t be fine with me staying with a bunch of boys, and if I told them the actual truth they wouldn’t even believe me.” “It’s okay, I get it, most parents probably don’t want to hear from their teenage daughter that she’s gone off with some boyband in a foreign city.” I nod and put my phone on the dresser to charge, I then realize that Namjoon has been standing there in nothing but a towel this entire time, and of course, at this realization, I can’t take my eyes of him and I start blushing and stuttering and every other awfully awkward thing known to man. Namjoon notices my stares, who wouldn’t, and smirks. “Is something wrong?” he teasingly asks, but after my deadly glares he quickly pulls some clothes together and goes back into the bathroom to get dressed.

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When he comes back I ask him what they have planned for today. “We are pretty much free the entire day, up until the concert of course, we can go have breakfast with the others and see what they’ve planned?” I think that sounds like a great idea so we head out. We run into Yoongi, Jin and Jungkook in the hallway, the others are already gathered in Jimin’s room just like last night. Jungkook is struggling to keep his eyes open, it’s obvious they just pulled him out of bed, forcefully. We knock on Jimin’s door and go inside, Jungkook walks up to Taehyung, who’s sitting on the bed, and lies down with his head on Tae’s lap. Namjoon asks all the guys what they’ve planned for today, Yoongi is gonna work on his music, Taehyung and Hoseok are going out sightseeing, Jin is coming with them for a while then he’s going back to the hotel to just relax, Jimin has nothing planned and Jungkook well… he’s just tired. We finish up our breakfast and everyone takes off one by one, Yoongi, Jungkook and Taehyung leaves first, closely followed by Hoseok and Jin. “So, I guess we can go find something fun to do? I mean… That sounded wrong… I swear I didn’t mean anything like THAT. I just meant, well you’re kinda stuck with me for the day, if you want to be, of course you don’t have to I…” I decide to interrupt him before lunchtime. “Namjoon, stop, I know what you meant, it’s okay, I’d love to do something.” I reassure him and try to contain my laughter to avoid embarrassing him. We get up to leave but Jimin stops up. “No! Wait!” he then continues in Korean, Namjoon doesn’t seem to like what he’s saying. “He’s bored and wants to come with us.” He explains, he then turns to Jimin and keep talking, I can hear Jungkook’s name but can’t make out much else. “Come on now, let’s go find something fun.” He then adds, to me again, and I nod and follow him, left standing there is sad puppy-Jimin. “What did you tell him?” “I just said that he would probably be bored with us too and that he should go wake up Jungkook.” “I bet that’ll be very popular with Jungkook.” I giggle. “Yeah he might come after me…” He smirks back at me. “Oh, don’t worry I can protect you.” I add, I then realize that sounded very flirty, I hope he didn’t think I was making a move on him… I decide to break the silence, “So what should we do?” “I bet we can find something, you wanna get out of here?” “Yes please!” I’m practically jumping up and down with excitement, I didn’t get to see much of London yesterday, it’s such an amazing city! “Do you want to join Hoseok, Taehyung and Jin or go just the two of us?” now that awkward tension is back in the air, it’s thick enough to cut it with a knife. “It doesn’t matter, really, either is fine, it’s completely up to you.” I shut my mouth before I start rambling too much. “Okay then, we can go alone?” “Sure.” I say and smile shyly, does he really want to spend time alone with me?

I’m SO sorry that it took this long to get this chapter up, I’ve been really busy so I had to put the writing on hold for a while. But I hope you like this chapter, as always feel free to tell me your thoughts or send me a request or whatever you want! Take care guys, hopefully the next chapter won’t take this long!❤️

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A night to remember -Chapter two

Namjoon’s POV

Yoongi is just starting up his part in Tear and the crowd is crazy, it’s a great show. As I look out over the crowd I see a girl, she’s almost at the very front, and she doesn’t look well. She looks like she’s not really there. I make eye contact with the security guard closest to her and points him in her direction, he gets there just in time to catch her when she falls. Me and the probably the rest of the arena watches as he carries her away from the crowds, the lights and the music.

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We carry out the show as we normally would, take a bow, and with our hearts raising, and sweat dripping down our foreheads, we leave the stage, a feeling of euphoria that nothing else can live up to. The fans are still cheering long after we’ve gone out of sight. Backstage, on a couch, is the girl I saw earlier, I have to know if she’s okay. “Hi” I begin, she looks up at me, “We saw you earlier, when you fainted, are you okay?” I continue.

Y/N’s POV

My whole body has gone numb. Why are they talking to me? Oh wait... I have to answer, come on Y/N words! I think to myself. “Uhm, yeah I’m fine, how did you even notice?” I manage to get out, every word felt heavy on my lips. “I saw you, from the stage, during Tear, and I sent the guard to you to make sure that you were okay, I’m very happy that he got there in time, that nothing bad happened.” Namjoon answers and smile at me, the rest of the boys are standing behind him. Hoseok smiling like an angel, Yoongi looks concerned and nods at everything Namjoon says, Jin looks like he still thinks I’m gonna die and the maknae line is peeking out from behind him. “Can we sit down with you for a while?” He adds, and I feel like I’m gonna pass out again. “Yes, of course” I respond quickly and give them a vague, and very nervous, smile. As soon as Namjoon gesture them towards the couch and the chairs around it, Taehyung jumps out with a big smile and crashes down right next to me on the couch. “Hello!” He bursts out. Surprised at his very direct approach I flinch and stare at him, he flashes me one of his trademark smiles and cups his face with both hands to try and sway me with his cuteness. I have to admit that it works though, I start laughing and thanks to Tae’s silliness I don’t feel nervous anymore. The whole group sit down and with a mix of English and Korean and Namjoon as a translator we talk about everything and anything, they ask me where I’m from and I tell them about my home, my family, school, time flies. Several times people from their team is trying to get them to go back to their hotel but they tell them off. I think they feel sorry for me since well... I’m there alone, it’s obvious that my face hurts and I fainted, I’d feel sorry for me too. And then they ask, the question I’ve been dreading since they sat down with me, Jimin points at my face and says something to Namjoon, and Namjoon turns to me. “What happened to your cheek by the way?” “Oh, I must’ve hurt myself when I fainted somehow.” I try to sound as convincing as possible, it seems like they accept that answer, I let out a sigh of relief. A man comes up to us and says something I can’t understand, they all stand up and Namjoon adds something. All the boys wave goodbye and Taehyung and Hoseok even traps me in the tightest hug I’ve ever experienced, then they leave. Left standing there is Namjoon and me. “Don’t you have to leave?” I ask him, sounding a lot more curious than I had hoped. “Yeah in a while, I just wanted to talk to you about something before I left, so I told them that I’ll catch up to them.” He answered, and that didn’t really help with my curiosity. “Okay... about what?” I stand up next to him, and it hits me how much smaller than him I actually am, I blush at the realization at look down to try and hide it. “I know that it’s really not my place, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to, but I would never to be able to forgive myself if I didn’t even try.” Oh no, here it comes, he’s gonna ask me. “We both know you didn’t get hurt when you fainted, how did you get that?” He looks genuinely concerned, does he really care about me? I don’t know but I feel like I can tell him, I feel safe, like he might help. “Something did happen, something pretty bad, I guess...” I’m still looking down, I can’t look at him right now, not with tears threatening to fall. “It’s my brother, stepbrother, we got in a fight and he...“ “He hit you?” Namjoon interrupts me. My silence says enough. He puts his arms around me, he pulls me closer, at first I tense up, but I realize that this is exactly what I needed. For someone to listen to me, believe me, and comfort me, I bury my head in his shoulder. “You have to go back to him tonight?” He asks, I pull away and take a deep breath before answering. “Yes, we share a hotel room, and we’re going home together tomorrow.” Just the thought of it makes me feel sick. “I can’t let you go back there. Come with me, stay at our hotel, you can take my bed, I’ll sleep on the couch. As long as you don’t go back there. We’re in London for two more nights, we can reschedule your flight so that you can stay one more night, then you don’t have to go home with him either.” I open my mouth to object, I can’t let him do all that just for me, it’s too much, but once again he interrupts me. “I won’t take no for an answer, please, come with me.” He begs. I can’t believe he’s actually willing to do that for me, that he wants to, and even though I’m not sure that I’d want him to do all that just for me, I have to admit it sounds a lot better than going back to my brother. “But what about all my stuff? And what about my parents? And my flight leaves tomorrow morning isn’t it too late to reschedule it?” I feel like I’m actually trying to find an excuse to go back to my brother, I don’t know why. “We’ll figure it out, I’m sure you can convince your parents that you’ll be fine, you’re even better off now that you’re not with him, and about the plane ticket, we can definitely fix that. I promise you, it’ll be okay.” Namjoon’s insuring words makes me feel better, now we just had to figure out how to get my stuff from mine and my brothers hotel room, maybe he wasn’t in, then we could just walk right in and pick it up. “I’ll come with you. But I won’t let you give me your bed, I’ll take the couch, end of discussion!” I reply, Namjoon looks happy about my decision, and don’t object, and we start walking in the same direction as the other boys did just ten minutes ago. When we get to them no one questions me being there, not even the guards. That makes me wonder, do they do this often? Bring random girls to their hotel? My stomach is tying up into a knot. Slightly hesitant I follow Namjoon into the back of one of the waiting cars. The car started moving, me, Namjoon, Hoseok and Jungkook were riding together in this car and the other boys took the other one. After a while the driver says something to Namjoon and he turns to me. “Which hotel are you and your brother staying at?” “I think it’s called Thistle Bloomsbury Park, why?” I respond. The security guard in the passenger seat pulls out his phone and looks up the address, the car takes a right. “Because we’re gonna go get your stuff, you don’t have to go up there if you don’t want to.” It’s the security guard who answers me. “You speak English?” I try to contain the astonished tone in my voice but fail, he chuckles and answers. “Yes, I do, you didn’t think I could look after these boys abroad if I didn’t speak English? I’m Sung Hoon by the way.” He says with a smile, the car pulls over in front of the hotel entrance. “Well no, of course not, I guess...” I’m confused to say the least, but it does make sense. He steps out of the car and I hand him my key. “Thank you.” I say and smile back at him, it’s a relief that I don’t have to go up there.

Y/N’s brother’s POV

She’s late. She’s really, really, late. If something’s happened to her they’re gonna kill me. I should’ve picked her up. My thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the door being unlocked, behind the door is not at all who I expected. It’s a man, tall, and dressed in a black suit, he opens his mouth to speak. “I’m here to pick up miss Y/N’s luggage.” He steps into the room. “Which bags are hers?” he asks while looking down at me, there’s something with the look in his eyes, he’s looking at me like I’m a bug on the ground he wants to crush. He takes another step forward. “Hold on, who the f*ck are you? You can’t just walk into my hotel room looking for my sister’s stuff without even telling me where she is?” I don’t know why that last part came out like a question, I meant to sound a lot more assertive. “She’s fine, she met some new friends and will be going home on a later flight, she’s staying with us until then. Again, which bags are hers?” “New friends? Well okay, fine, as long as she gets home and she’s the one who has to explain this to our parents, can you tell her that? And the red bag is hers, plus some makeup in the bathroom.” I answer him. “I’ll give her the message.” He picks up the bag and gets all the stuff from the bathroom, then he leaves, without a word. He closes the door behind him and left standing there is me, mouth half open in surprise and still trying to process this whole thing.

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Y/N’s POV

After a short drive we arrive at Royal Garden Hotel, it’s by far the most luxurious hotel I’ve ever set foot in. We take the elevator to the top floor, the other boys arrived quite a while ago and are in Jimin’s room celebrating the great show. Sung Hoon offers to take my bag to Namjoon’s room so that we can go join the others, I gladly accept his help and follow Namjoon, Jungkook and Hoseok down the hall. Right before entering the room I stop. Am I really about to go into a hotel room with BTS? This is insane, I met these guys just like two hours ago. If I had met some random unknown strangers at a bar I wouldn’t have gone with them to their hotel room, so why am I so willing to do this. It really makes no sense, but it feels different, I feel like I’ve known these guys for years. I take a deep breath and step into the room, closing the door behind me.

Second chapter of A night to Remember, what do you think? It’s 8pm, September 12th here so it’s still Namjoonies birthday! ^^ As always, tell me your thoughts or DM me, you can also send me requests on fanfictions, reactions, fanart and so on! <3