A day free of commitments is rare in the world of idols, but due to a cancelled meeting and a sick dance teacher, my day had been cleared up and I could lay in bed all day. I could vaguely hear the movements of the other members going about their lives. Jungkook would spend all day gaming, Jin would see a friend, Taehyung would watch a film, Jimin would go shopping, Yoongi would sleep, and Hoseok would go and dance. Except today he would also fuck [Y/N].

I couldn't really shake her from my head. Typing her name into Google came up with a variety of searches and social media accounts. I took a second to question the nature of what I was doing - why did I need to stalk her online? I told myself it was to do a sort of 'background' check on her but in reality I was just immensely curious to know what kind of person she was.

Her instagram was the first thing that came up. Scrolling through I looked at pictures of her with friends, beautiful pictures of her in front of buildings and landscapes, and occasionally a picture of a dog. It must have been her dog. There was a particularly cute one of her with a koala. I noticed that she wasn't following the official BigHit Instagram and this was almost a relief. I would prefer it if she wasn't a fan, it would make me feel like she was viewing me as a Namjoon first instead RM.

On her Facebook page I laughed at a series of cringey photos from when she was younger, but I found myself nodding in approval at the things she was posting now. She was sharing a variety of political posts about climate change and freedom of speech, proving that she wasn't just a pretty face. I had a strange moment of jealousy at the sight of a man with his arm around her, and I immediately shut my laptop. Why did I feel like I had a right to feel jealousy about a man holding her before I even knew of her existence?

The front door slammed shut, and I could already hear Hoseok humming to himself which meant one thing. He had just had good sex. Crawling out of bed, I shook off the feeling in my gut which was haunting me. Despite my own intentions, I felt myself getting more and more drawn to [Y/N]. Or at least the idea of her. I blamed this entirely on the fact that I hadn't had sex in months and therefore was just horny.

"And then I pushed her into the shower wall and just fucked her senseless," Hoseok was saying as I entered the room, Yoongi half-listening to the rambling of the boy.

"That's not a very nice way to treat her," Taehyung said, pouting as he devoured a bowl of ramen.

"Okay Mr.Romantic," Hoseok said, rolling his eyes, "But I think her orgasm showed me that she enjoyed herself. It was so sexy to have my head between her legs, looking up to see her face completely lost in pleasure."

After looking at the pictures of her online, I almost couldn't imagine the woman Hoseok was talking about with the girl who posted pictures of the books she was reading on her Instagram and seemed to have an obsession with coffee. She almost seemed too pure for the stories the boys told me about her.

Hoseok continued on talking but I tuned him out because I knew it would continue to be some nonsense that resembled the script of a cheap porno. There was something unsettling about the whole thing. [Y/N] felt like a friend to me now, even though I had barely spoken to her.

I'm officially losing my mind, I thought to myself as I made my way back to my room.

I knew I needed to shake this way of thinking before I actually met her; I couldn't creep her out by asking about her favourite band (Puma Blue - one of my favourites as well), or about her cat called Misty.

Sitting in front of my desk, I tried to sink myself into the music as a distraction from my rambling thoughts. Sometimes I felt like I thought too much. I wondered if everyone else in the world just had moments of silence in their thoughts because my brain never seemed to slow. It was almost like it couldn't comprehend that playing situations over in my head wouldn't change the past or the future. I couldn't just live in the moment.

Punching the desk softly, I closed my eyes and decided that this particular track could wait. I wasn't in the mood to compose anything. There was a part of me that felt disorientated. I was woken out of my trance by the door being opened by none other than Yoongi.

"You finished the song yet?" he asked, and I shook my head which he knew was a sign that there was something brewing under the surface, "Three days buddy."

"Three days till what?" I asked, furrowing my brow.

"Three days until you can relieve yourself of all your stress. Let [Y/N] get the whole Kim Namjoon experience," he winked at me, clearly thinking I was sexually deprived and therefore unable to complete any music.

Three days. In three days I would face her, and I had no idea how I would react. What if she was nothing like I thought she would be? In a way, it would make a lot of things easier if she actually turned out to be vapid and selfish. Because if she was actually everything I thought she was and more, I didn't know how my heart would feel.

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