(AN) Hello my loves. I hope that you are all enjoying yourselves. I've been reading through the comments and seeing such beautiful things. Please do keep commenting, voting, and following. You have no idea how much your feedback means to me, so please do as you always do and comment. Anyway, here is a Namjoon fanfic for you all! Please enjoy!

WARNING: This story may contain extremely sexual content that may be disturbing to some viewers. VIEWER DIGRESSION IS ADVISED.

Narrator POV

It was late Saturday afternoon when you sighed heavily as you looked for some food to eat. You huffed as you grabbed a bag of chips and dip, sitting down on the couch, turning on the tv to watch one of you're favorite k-dramas ever since you moved to Korea. For the past 6 years, you've been living in a decent sized apartment in Seoul. At the moment, you were unemployed and three months behind in rent for your apartment. You already went to your interview that was 1030 (10:30am) this morning. They said they'd call you if you were decided upon. The position that you would be taking up in the company, Big Hit Entertainment, was a make up artist. Of course you can pile he working on the artist that you will be assigned to, being professional is the key to keeping the job and not getting emotionally attached as the other.

Y/N POV

I was just munching on chips and dip while watching my favorite k-drama when my phone started to ring. I turned down the volume, took a quick drink of water, and answered my phone just in time.

???: Hello? Is this Lee Y/N?

Y/N: Yes this is she.

???: Ah... Good. I'm calling you about the make up stylist position?

Y/N: Yes?

???: I am happy to inform you that the job is yours. You will start tomorrow we will tell you who you are assigned to when you get here. Please take care and be ready. See you tomorrow.

Y/N: Thank you have a nice rest of your day.

???: You as well Ms. Lee.

Y/N: Y/N is fine.

???: Okay Y/N. I'm Bang PDnim. Bang is fine for phone call use only. PDnim is for everyday use. Okay?

Y/N: Yes sir. I will see you tomorrow.

PDnim: Yea. Bye bye. -he hung up.

I smiled as I put my phone down, turned up the volume of the tv, and started to celebrate by munching on more food.

The Next Day

I received a text from an unknown number saying to be at the Big Hit entrance at 6:30. So I woke up at 4:30, got dressed and relaxed myself before heading out with everything I needed and went to the company. As I stood by the entrance, I saw who interviewed me the day before and waved, bowing a yellow before she walked inside.

???: Y/N? -I heard a familiar voice call.

I turned around to see a slightly tall, chubby man walking my direction.

???: Hi. I'm Bang PDnim. We spoke on the phone yesterday afternoon and I just texted you to meet me here at 6:30. It's only 6:15.

I bowed as he did to me.

Y/N: Yes. I remember. PDnim, I usually try to make it to work early so I have time to prepare for what I got going for the day.

PDnim: Good. Well, let's head inside and get started.

We both headed inside.

Narrator POV

He toured you around the company, showing which floor was used for what. Eventually, you reached the floor you'd be working on and introduced you to your coworkers. You have been assigned to an idol of the group, BTS. We you never expected in your entire life, you were assigned to work on RM, the KIM NAMJOON of the group. Lead and main rapper of the group, you knew you had you're work cut out for you. As it was your first day, Bang PDnim told you that you were allowed to get to know him... Only under one condition... YOU DONT GET ATTACHED. You looked at Namjoon, who had been staring at you since you walked in, then back at Bang PDnim, who nodded over at Namjoon. As soon as he saw Namjoon smile, he smiled and left the room, leaving you completely clueless as to what just happened.

Y/N POV

As I watch Bang PDnim leave, I felt a hand get placed on my shoulder. I turned my head to see Namjoon smiling at me.

NJ: Hi. I'm RM. But we can be friends, so call me Namjoon. -he states in perfect English.

All I could do was admire his amazing features. I never met a man as beautiful as him a day in my life and I felt like I was already getting drawn to him. Even his voice was addicting.

NJ: You coming back down to earth there love? -he questioned.

I blinked my eyes a couple times.

Y/N: Sprry. I just couldn't help, but to admire such beautiful features that you have. I can't believe that is stylists have to whitewash you guys when your natural complexion is so pure and perfect all on its own. It shouldn't have to be covered and it's so sad that it does. -I pouted.

NJ: Thank you, but it's all a part of the job. It's just some thorn we all have to deal with. -he smiled, then sighed.

???: Unfortunately. But at least I still look good either way.

Narrator POV

Ah... Kim Seokjin aka Jin aka WWH (or Worldwide Handsome). Extremely confident about his self image and doesn't give a rates ass about anything else. He usually lives down gwhat he wants. Such as making a comment as he did. His sudden confident statement mad toy burst into a soft giggle as toy saw him shrug as he leaned against Namjoon. You giggles as Namjoon tried to push him off, but he eventually gave up trying.

Y/N POV

SJ: Hello. I'm Jin, but since you are working directly with us, you can call me Seokjin. Nice to meet you princess.

Namjoon you as about to translate, but I beat him to it but answering Seokjin.

Y/N: Like wise. It's nice to meet you as well Seokjin. -I smiled brightly.

Suddenly, I noticed Namjoon tense up as the other members came over and started to introduce themselves. I smiled and finally introduced myself to all of them.

Y/N: It's nice to meet you all. My name is Lee Y/N. I look forward to working along side you. -I smiled, bowing respectfully to all of them.

JK: You're quite educated for being a foreigner. You learn the Korean culture and language while you were in college? -he commented.

I shook my head 'no'.

Y/N: Actually, no. I've lived here for quite some time with and ex of mine. He taught me all that I know. But I already knew the difference in culture. I'm Korean-American. My mom is Korean, but she moved to the US when she was 15 and that's when she met my father. They e been married for 23 years now.

They all 'wow'ed in astonishment.

TH: I hope that when I get married. My wife and I last that king. Hopefully forever. I can't wait until we can start dating.

I looked at him confused.

Y/N: Dating for y'all is forbidden?

NJ: Not exactly. I think that they just want us to focus on our jobs.

Y/N: Well that surely helps if you want to be in a relationship and have a family, why doesn't it. -I stated sarcastically.

Yoongi and Seokjin laughed. The others sighed heavily.

NJ: I want to be a dad. -he pouted.

Y/N: Then tell PDnim. I'm sure he'll understand.

NJ: 'Try juggling a job, a marriage, and kids. I'm doing it and it's not easy. Focus on your career.' That's what he always says.

Y/N: He'll shoot me dead if he ever heard me give you this advice, but you're just gonna have to rebel one day. Fuck with the rules and go after the things you want.

Namjoon and the others looked at me as I continued.

Y/N: You all will make amazing fathers and even better husbands. Don't let anyone tell you that toy can't have something that you've been thriving so much for to get. Y'all deserve so much after giving everything your all. Literally.

Narrator POV

They all smiled and softly clapped at you encouraging words, except for Namjoon. He had a sudden urge to hug you and that exactly what he did. Taking you by surprise, he wrapped his arms around evee inch of your body, speaking in a deep tone.

NJ: Thank you so much. If I ever need any advice again, I know to come to you. -he smiled brightly.

Namjoon POV

As I took Y/N into my arms, I felt all her warmth flood into me, her scent drift into my nostrils. It made me not want to let for of her. I felt comfort being against her, hearing her voice. I felt like I just couldn't get enough of her. But I knew we'd both get in trouble if I didn't let go. I sighed heavily letting go and stepping back from her.

NJ: I'm sorry. I shouldn't have hugged you without permission. I... -I started to apologize, but she stopped me.

Y/N: Don't be. I'm used to it by now. -she smiled reassuringly.

I automatically smiled back and knew at that moment, I fell in love.

Narrator POV

Over the course of the next year. You and Namjoon grew scared close. You didn't know how Bang PDnim would react if you admitted to him that you were in love with Namjoon. Soon, Namjoon started to text you, send you dirty messages, naked photos of him, waist up. He teased you constantly and you were enjoying it every night. You couldn't get enough of it.

Namjoon POV

1 Year Later

December 22

It was cold, snowy, and the end of what seemed to be a long day. We were all heading home when I noticed Y/N struggling to start her car. I slowly made my way over and knocked on the driver side window in which she opened the door, heavily sighing.

NJ: You need a ride?

She looked up at me, then to her car, sighing and looked back to me.

Y/N: Unfortunately. It's just gonna have to sit here until I figure out what the hell is wrong with it. You don't mind dropping me off? -she sighed then widened her eyes as she noticed that I offered her a ride.

NJ: Well, I did offer you one. It's not a problem loveS I'll have you get a lift with me and Seokjin. Come on. Shouldn't stand in this cold. Don't want you getting sick.

Y/N: Or you. I'm not worried about myself. You're the one who'll suffer from it. I'll just end up eating a mask do I don't get y'all sick.

I paused before letting one of my guards open the door.

NJ: Y/N, you shouldn't have to worry about getting me sick. I'll take care of you even if you eat a mask to protect me.

Y/N: Why?

NJ: Because that what I do when I love someone. Now get my. Before we get sick or freeze half to death.

Y/N hopped in, saying her 'hello's' to Seokjin and explaining why she's hitching a ride with us as she climbs into the back seat. I climb in, sitting in the seat next to Seokjin. He kids as Y/N talks and smiles as she gives small giggles. Once we were on the road, heading to drop Y/N off, Seokjin leaned toward me while the driver turned up the music and whispered in my ear.

SJ: She's beautiful, talented, loved music, caring, sexy, cute, and she's single. If you don't take her, I will. -he chuckled.

I huffed at him and peeked back at Y/N who was watching a makeup tutorial from YouTube on her phone. I rolled my eyes as Seokjin begins to make another comment.

SJ: She wasn't be able to resist being in the same room with me alone. I'll fuck her right on the spot.

NJ: Hyung, would you shit up? She's my makeup stylist. Mine. Back off her already. She belongs to me. -I whispered roughly back towards him.

Seokjin just chuckled. I rolled my eyes again and felt the car stop. This is Y/N's stop.

NJ: I'll be staying here tonight. -I whispered over to the driver, grabbing my bag.

I climbed out, Y/N walking not king behind me. She looked at me confused.

Y/N: What are you doing?

NJ: Staying with you tonight. Don't worry, this bag had clean clothes inside it that I can wear tomorrow along with everything else that I need. I just was trot make sure you get to work safely tomorrow.

She nodded slowly.

Y/N: I'm sure that's true real reason you're staying at my place.

I looked at her confused.

NJ: What do you mean?

Y/N: I heard Seokjin's comments on me. It's not gonna happen because I'm not interested in him. I have an interest in someone else. Someone younger.

I felt my heart drop. I lowered my head, eyes getting ready to over flow with tears. As I felt my lips start to quiver, Y/N took a hold of my chin and lifted my head, making me look up at her.

Y/N: I'm... Namjoon, why are you crying? Please don't cry. My sweet baby, come here. Don't cry. Namjoon, I'm not interested in him because I'm interested in yours baby please don't cry. -she pulled me into her arms, worried for dear life about me.

I sniffled, hugging her back when I suddenly felt a par of soft, plump lips get placed on my cheek.

Y/N: It's cold out here. Let's go inside. -her soft voice rang in my ears like a gentle, love ballad.

Y/N POV

As I gently grabbed his grand and guided him inside, climbing the stairs, I felt tears from into my eyes. I hate seeing him cry.!85 makes me cry all the time. As we got to my apartment, I fiddle with my keys, trying to get the door unlocked, finally doing so. We walk in and the first thing I do is set my things to the side.

NJ: Y/N, can I confess something? -he asked as I lock the door.

I didn't answer. He was shut to speak again and that's when I broke, smashing my lips on his, pulling off every outside attire aside from shoes off. He immediately kissed me back nibbling my bottom lip to which I granted him access. His tongue wondered my mouth as I walked us to my bedroom. I landed on the freshly clean sheets and he hovered above me, his eyes full of lust.

NJ: I fucking love you Y/N. Will you...

Y/N: For fucks sake, don't tell me. -I rolled us over and slid down to the floor.

I pulled my hair back in a loose ponytail, reaching for his hair pants, pulling both down and off him along with his shoes and socks. Before I had the change to get my mouth around his cock, he pulled his shirt off, picked me up, pulled my shirt, pants, bra, panties, shoes, and socks off. He climbed on top of me and kissed me passionately, his hard, large cock continuously rubbing between my wet folds causing us both to moan into the kiss. Soon, I find myself spreading my legs wide making him slip deep into me. He groaned and I held back a loan of pain. He was huge. Much bigger than what I was used to.

NJ: Are you okay baby? Does it hurt? -he asked in concern.

He must have noticed my 'in pain' facial expression. I slowly shook my head 'no'.

NJ: Do you want me to stop? -he asked, about to pull out.

My legs wrapped around him.

Y/N: Please don't. B-Be gentle. -I stuttered as I felt his inches plunge even deeper.

He kissed me, slowly thrusting as he let me adjust to his size.

NJ: Fuck. -he cursed under his breath as his pace grew a little faster.

I let my moans out, feeling every inch of him pound into me harder, faster, and deeper. Every time I would clench around him, he'd stop, switch to a new position, start slow, and then slam hard into me.

Y/N: God Namjoon! Please! I can't h-h-angle it a-a-nymo-ore! I-I'm g-onn-na cu-umm! -I screamed.

NJ: Cum. Baby. Cum. For. Me. With. Me. -he groaned within thrusts.

With that I felt my entire body tense, my pussy clenching around him, my climax washing over me, his semen pouring insides me, filling me to the point that it overflowed. Finally, he collapses next to me, pulling me into his arms, both of us breathing heavily.

Y/N: I love... You. -I spoke between breaths.

NJ: Don't get me wrong. I love you, but that was the best I've ever had.

I giggled, snuggling closer to him. Right before I fell into deep sleep, I heard Namjoon mumble something.

NJ: Now Bang PDnim knows just how much we love each other and how serious I was about wanting to be with you. Sleep well my beautiful Y/N. Send to Bang PDnim... Done. Goodnight... *yawns* My little angel. - he spoke, yawning.

(AN) Thank you my lovelies. I hope you enjoyed this story. I love y'all. I am available for taking requests. Please do let me know if you have any requests for me and I will do my best to get them done. Please continue leaving your comments, votes, and follows. I love you.

"And in case I don't hear from you, good morning, good evening, and good night."