Living the life of one of the most famous rappers in Korea is no easy feat. Namjoon is at the end of his rope and needs to escape...

I have never met anyone who gets into as many accidents as Namjoon; it just isn't possible to be that clumsy! He's forever walking into things, how the coffee table is still standing is a mystery, and how Yoongi hasn’t outright murdered him I will never know. 

The dreams continued over the following weeks. Barely a night went by when I didn’t wake up screaming, the sound of glass and crunching metal following me into consciousness.

She sighed loudly, drawing her knees up to her chest as she curled up on the chair, looking at her reflection in the large mirror in front of her. She had never thought of herself as ugly, but she had never thought of herself as overly beautiful either. 

“Hey, everything alright?” Namjoon looked up at the owner of the voice, his expression showing his frustration. “Not really. I lost my keys.” He said with a sigh. She chuckled, “Again? Really, Namjoon?”

The battle was on...

Yoongi suppressed the urge to smack the BTS leader. “How the hell did you manage to break the computer, again?” he asked angrily. Namjoon shrugged from the other side of the room, ready to make a break for freedom if Yoongi decided to throw something at him again. 

A drabble collection for Rap Monster using the alphabet...

Natalie is feeling self concious and tries to hide it from Namjoon, but the observant leader of BTS misses nothing...

“You better hold on.” He said as he started up the moped. I gingerly gripped onto the back of his jacket. I heard him chuckle. He reached back and grabbed my wrists. He pulled my hands around his body, forcing my hands to interlink at his stomach. “Don’t fall off!” he said with another chuckle as he sped off down the street.

“I don’t know why it’s frustrating me so much. It’s not like we’re dating or anything.” He said more to himself than to me but I still felt like all the air in the room had been out. I felt the burn of tears behind my eyes. Please no. Be strong.

It took Namjoon a few seconds to fully understand what Young Ji said, “Wait, you were gonna ask Jin for my number?” he turned around but Young Ji was already out the door.