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It's almost laughable, Namjoon thinks, the way the company wants you to seem like a badass, hardcore, take no shit kind of girl. And you are in a way, but Namjoon sees right through it
They dressed you black skinny jeans tight against your thighs, tucked into leather boots with the laces almost undone. Your shirt is a basic white crop top showing a sliver of your stomach. Your nails are long painted with a matte black, Namjoon noted he watches as your finger twitch playing with the rings on your hands. They left your hair your natural colour, flowing down your back in soft waves. Your eye make up is a little less heavy then what they do for your stages if Namjoon squints he could see the faint glimmer shadow on your eyelids.
You're part of the newest girl group, a girl group that was part of BigHit. Ladies First was your four-member group name, you had all debuted as Bangtan was spending their time in North America, prompting their album to their international fans and going on months-long tour. The boys had missed the girl groups debut but did their best trying to at least keep in the loop of their rookies.
The boys are finally home in Korea, all laid out on Namjoons living area as they kept their eyes on the TV. Bangtan finally earned a break after the months of international touring and prompting, being told by their managers to take a breather, visit home, and hey maybe work an album. The boys had done their home visits the minute they landed in Korea, each of them speeding home to be babied by their parents and enjoy lazying around their home towns. They allowed themselves a few weeks of doing nothing in their home towns, soon they all meet back in Seoul to start on a new album.
Which leads them to where they are now, lazing around Namjoons apartment snacks littering the floor and couches, crumbled papers of lyrics and all their eyes trained onto the new rookie sister group of Bangtan. Namjoon's eyes flicker to the leader as she spoke about the girls debut EP on the variety show. Baram, she was on the taller side, her dyed grey hair was cut short into a bob, that fit her more edgy look. Her cat eyeliner was stong showcasing her monolid as her eyes flickered to the rapper of the group who started to speak. Hayoon was mixed, half Korean half African American, her hair done in tight long braids that she flicked out of her face. She too had an edgier look with her black on black look, the black baggy pants held multiple chains and her black cropped hoodie fit her frame nicely Namjoon noted licking his bottom lip. Jiwoo was the next focus on the camera the main vocal and the more 'Korean beauty' one. The girl was the thinnest one Namjoon notes her long dark hair was pulled into a loose ponytail, her make up was a little lighter like yours, but she like Hayoon wore dark clothes with chains. Though seeming like the quiet one Namjoon chuckled at the way Jiwoo refuse to do aegyo for the host as she was the youngest.
And then, of course, there was you.
You where probably the biggest risk BigHit has taken. You weren't Korean by blood, but you were by heart. Your mother and father moved from your home country when they just got married, having you in Korea. Legally you were Korean, yet your features is filled with your heritage. There was some uproar, Namjoon had read on tour, when you were announced as the main dancer, saying it was not a proper Kpop group because of you. Yet when the music video came out and the girl group attended variety shows, the country came to accept you.
You, Namjoon thinks, were a treat.
You had just finished showing the choreography of your second single to the host. You quickly turned to look over at the girls next to you a small smile on your face. Namjoon watched as your eyes stayed on your leader, Baram, hands twitching by your side. As the host talked to Hayoon about the single Namjoon eyes followed Baram's hand. The taller girl gave your hair a small ruff a small smile on her face. He watched as she whispered encouraging words to you and allowed herself to pat your back softly also.
You practically beamed.
Yoongi snorted next to Namjoon causing said boy to look over. "She's basically begging for praise." Yoongi comments lazily eyes trailed on your blushing face. Jimin hummed from the floor he was sprawled out on, "I don't know, she kinda just looks like Jungkook when we debuted, you know, too excited, too eager." Jungkook kicks Jimin's foot with his own from his seat on the couch. "I was 17 let it go. Isn't she my age? She's not even the youngest yet she sure as hell acts like it." He comments, not rudely, just as an observation. But you do all the boys notes. Any time you do or say anything your eyes flicker to the leader of the group, waiting for a smile, a pat on the back, a thigh rub, anything for her to show you you're doing a good job.
"Didn't you say you know the leader or something?" Hoseok question looking over at Namjoon. Said boy hums in agreement. "We were trainees around the same time and worked together here or there. Once we got put into our separate groups we saw each other less." The Bangtan Leader comments. "Well is Baram fucking the little one? (Y/N) basically needs her approval for every move she does." Taehyung says from his place on the recliner. Namjoon snorts out loud, "I mean Baram is gay." This leads to all the boys eyes snapping to their leader. Jin tries to meet the eyes of Namjoon to see if he's lying, "Please tell me you're joking, I was just thinking how sweet (Y/N) would look all tied up for me. That won't work if she's a lesbian." The eldest moans slumping back into his seat. Namjoon lets out a full laugh from that.
"We're still in luck. I heard our mangers talk about it during the tour. Apparently the company found out Baram was hiding her girlfriend for years as a trainee and didn't know how to deal with it. They're basically allowing her to keep dating, but keep it on the down-low." Namjoon reinsures his group, he watches as all the boys physically let out a sigh of relief.
"Well fuck I really thought my dreams were crushed there." Yoongi joked as he allowed himself to look back to the TV. You framed filled up the screen, a blush on your face as the hosts played one of your legendary fancams that gathered millions of views.
"Aigo look at out little dancer go!" Hayoon coos on screen, she reaches over and cups your checks. You let out a small giggle and try to cover your face as all the girls coo over you. Even the youngest Jiwoo joins in and pulls your smaller frame towards her. "Unni is our little dance machine isn't she." The youngest sings smiling to the host. Your face is red at this point, hands fiddling with the rings on your fingers. Jungkook snorts softly to himself as your eyes shift to Baram, waiting.
The oldest girl smiles softly towards too, a pale hand reaches toward you as the other girls let you go, fingers thread themselves in your hair and gently tug your head back. A barely-there gasp escape your pink lips, your eyes partially beaming as the leader smirks down at you. "Yeah," the taller girl hums, your neck stays back your eyes not leaving hers, "(Y/N) is our good girl." Baram smiles dropping her hand to the back of your neck, the hosts gush about your closeness, the skinship looking innocent in their eyes.
The boys know better though.
The can still tell from the TV the way your eyes gloss over and a small goofy smile fills your face. Yours hands stop fidgeting and you basically melt against the hand against your neck. The rest of the variety show is filled with silly games and laughs from your group as the boys of Bangtan sit and watch. When the end credits roll by Namjoon finally shuts the TV off.
"Well," Hoseok starts as he stretches from his seat his back cracking. "She's my new sub, thanks boys." A pillow whips the back of his head and he whips around to the assaulter.
"Ya you fucken wish." Yoongi drawls his eyes unimpressed. "As if you could do anything for her." Hoseok scoffs at the other rapper. "And you will? You'll just edge her to death." Yoongi narrows his eyes at that and opens his mouth to snap back before the youngest interrupts.
"She wouldn't want any of you guys anyways you're all too old." Jungkook says a grin filling his face. Jin shoots a glare at the golden boy, "Ah yes I'm sure she'll be satisfied with your skills, didn't your just start looking girls in the eyes this year?" The smile drops from Jungkook face and he holds back the snarky comment, the small respectable part of him knowing he shouldn't talk back to the elder.
"I mean we could just share her," Taehyung mumbles as he fidgets with his phone. Jimin lets out a laugh to that. "I actually agree with that, do you not see how all her members just coo at her. The princess needs all of us to please her I can already tell." The smaller dancer sings as he sits up his legs crossing under him. "She totally had a praise kink." Namjoon comments as he thinks back to your blushing face.
"Agree. And an authority kink. She always looks at her leader before doing anything. She would be such a respectable little sub." Taehyung hums licking his bottom lip. "She'd be so eager to please," Hoseok sighs almost dreamily. "She kept looking for everyone's approval and basically creamed herself when she got it. She would be willing to do anything to please us." The Bangtan boys all sigh and hum agreeing with him.
"This is what, the fifth video we watched of her and basically dreamed of dicking her down?" Jimin commented.
"Sixth actually." Jungkook corrected.
"Ah." Jimin said rolling his head back and closing his eyes.
"We're fucked."