Chapter 1 can be found on youtube: https://youtu.be/Ve9snOXxzSo

 

Chapter 1

Wild1s

 

 

A story of my addiction and dependence.....

 

A story of my deceit and blackmail....

 

A story where I play her villain and her, my hero...

 

This is my love story.....

 

           I suppose I should start with explaining who the Wild1s are...

 

They are BigHits entertainment's first real girl group. And although they are mainly controlled by PD Bang, all their content is created and controlled  by the members of BTS.

Namjoon and I create their music as producers.

Hoseok and jimin does the choreography and the others organize performance and other visuals.

 

The group is made up of 5 girls. All of which we (the member) agreed on. The leader and main rapper was Park Min Hee also known as Minnie.

The Lead dance is Kyung Jin-Yoon.

 

The maknae of the group at the age of 16 is vocalist and rapper Min Yoo ra

 

Yukina Toyama is a vocalist from Japan and a major visual to the group.

 

And last but not least was the main vocalist. Y/N she was a half breed of korean and Puerto Rican. Born and raised in America. At first glance, I thought nothing much of her. Until of course I heard her audition.

 

Her voice.....her confidence she knew how to hype a crowd. She knew how to dance, how to stare at her fans....she knew exactly what she doing on stage, however off stage she was.....

 

Completely different which is not unusual for most Kpop stars. But for her the simplest task can be....

 

So frustrating....

 

Yoongi- “Yah! Really Y/N.”

I said in annoyance. While simultaneously pressing the output bottom for the record studio for her to hear.

 

Yoongi- “let start from the top.”

 

I released the button  and deeply massage my tired eyes in frustration facing my swivel at Namjoon. Who look at me with one brow up.

 

Namjoon- “you do know Korean isn't her first language right?”

 

Yoongi- “that's no excuse for letting it slide. It needs to be perfect.”

 

I sighed and turned away not wanting to be lectured.

 

Namjoon- “give the part to Yoora or Yukina.”

 

Yoongi-”Y/N sings it best”

 

I shook my head with my response until again she pronounce one of the words wrong, causing my head to hang in disappointment.

 

Namjoon came to the studio’s control board and pressed the output button

 

Namjoon- “let's try this again tomorrow Y/N.”

 

It was a clear painted picture of disappointment on her face when she bowed.

 

Y/N- “I’m sorry, I’ll do better tomorrow”

And walked out.

 

Namjoon- “your too hard on her.”

 

Yoongi- “This is their first full album Namjoon. Our names as producer will be written on that album. It has to be perfect”

 

At this point, it was hard to hide my frustration.

Namjoon sighed calmly

 

Namjoon- “why did you choose her then?”

 

Yoongi-”you thought I shouldn't? You seen her talent. The Wild1s popularity can arguably be because of her”

 

I couldn't help but feel defensive about Namjoon questioning me.

 

Namjoon- “high praises and yet you have little patient for her.”

 

my teeth, I turned away from him.

 

Namjoon- “there was more reason not to accept her than to do so, her korean is broken, her looks isn't particular the standard beauty here, and off stage she seem to be too weak for the kpop world”

 

Yoongi- “you see her on stage though, she entirely different.”

 

Namjoon nodded- “you take the bad with the good yoongi. Honestly, I think you should apologize.”

 

I sat back in my seat. Stretching my arms to my head patting down my hair  and sighed in agreement

 

Yoongi- “fine”

 

Namjoon- “Are you ok Yoongi? You’ve been edgy lately”

 

The random question came out of a moment of silence, but it didn't catch me by surprise.

 

Yoongi- “Typical stress. Nothing to worry about”

 

Clever Namjoon...so perspective.

 

It was a rare occasion for me to talk to any of the members of the Wild1s. Our studios and dance rooms weren't even in the same floor and Hoseok deal with their practices. Jin, Jimin and Taehyung over see during filming. The only time I really have much contact with them is when it's time to record.

 

Honestly, I felt nervous. So much so, that when I finally worked up the courage to locate their dance room, I just lingered at the front door for a bit thinking of the best was to apologize.

 

Yoora- “did Yoongi scolded you again?”

 

My name spoken by Yoora’s little voice is what caught my attention. There was no way I wasn't going to listen in.

 

Y/N- “I did terrible, so it wasn't without good reason.”

 

I got closer to door, even peeked through the window enough to watch the

conversation go down.

 

Yukina- “I Don't Know, sometimes I think he goes too far.”

 

She then turned to Y/N and spoke in english.

 

Yukina- “You Ok?”

 

Y/N created a small reassuring smile and nodded.

 

Yukina, as well as japanese and korean is fluent in english, Instantly making her Y/N close friends.

 

Minnie- “You have to understand, Our success is their success and vise versa. Shouldn’t he be strict?”

 

She shrugged with a nonchalant attitude.

 

Y/N nodded in agreement. “That true, and I promise I’ll do better tomorrow.”

 

The conversation was interrupted when Hoseok came to the room and the girls started to ready themselves for practice

 

Hoseok- “Ready girls?”

 

Truthfully, the conversation they had, added a little more guilt than what I started with. I figured might as well get this over with for my own peace of mind.

 

Yoongi- “Hey Hobie?”

 

I could tell he was shocked to see me enter the dance room. But more so the girls, although shocked wasn't the word I would use. It was the kind of reaction a classroom would have when the principle would come in. Respect? No, Fear.

 

Hoseok- “Yoongi! What a surprise, want to learn the dance too?”

 

Yoongi- “nah nah,”

I said waving my hands.

Yoongi- “actually, do you think I can borrow Y/N?”

 

Hoseok looked over to identify her then shrugged. The other girls stared wide eyed at Y/N as she nervously walk towards me

 

Hoseok- “don't see why not?”

 

Yoongi- “Thanks.”

I started to walk towards the door with her following me. I barely turned to her, to avoid facing her.

Yoongi- “you might want to bring you bag.”

 

A good way to a woman's heart is food right?

 

At least that was my thinking process when I asked to accompany me to eat at a restaurant. Of course, I had to request a fairly private area considering our occupation. I could have masked my face but Y/N was kind of hard to hide with how foreign she looked, she was too recognizable.

 

And yet....I think I enjoy her uniqueness. It wasn't what I went for for at my norm, but I couldn't help but wonder...was Y/N always this pretty.

 

Y/N- “yoongi?”

She said after moments of silence. Was I watching her that entire time?

 

Y/N- “Are you ok? you’ve haven't said a word this whole time and I starting to get worried”

 

I cleared my throat and wiggled myself comfortable in my seat

 

Yoongi- “I’m fine, just a little tired is all.

 

Her eyes averted mines and looked towards her laced fingers.

 

Y/N- “ is this about today? At the studio?”

 

I let out a frustrated sigh. Apologies are not my thing

 

She then bowed at me with her eyes sealed shut.

Y/N- “I’m so sorry for today, Please don't kick me out. I promise I won't disappoint you again.”

 

Despite the lingering guilt I was feeling since I had scolded her, I couldn't contain my laughter at how adorable she was. Her face scrunched up though, not seeming to appreciate my laughter.

 

Yoongi- “It's ok Y/N. In fact, I asked you to come here to apologize to you for acting so harshly.”

 

Y/N- “I totally understand your reasoning behind it though. There’s no need to apologize.”

 

She said with a sweet smile and puffed out air like she had been holding her breath.

 

Y/N- “Thank goodness. I was starting to think  my career was already over.”

 

Yoongi- “You must truly think terrible of me if you think I would do that.”

 

I said it half jokingly but half remembering the conversation her and the other girls had in the dance room

 

Y/N- “Not at all Yoongi, I truly do admire you.”

It took a minute for the words to reach me. But when it did, I felt the embarrassment paint my face red. And yet there was no reaction from her. Total one sided embarrassment.

 

She slowly got up and bowed from the table.

 

Y/N- “If I may be excused, got to go to the girly room.”

 

I nodded and watched her leave. Foreigner are so strange.

Is it normal to just say “I admire you” like it's nothing. Her Korean is flawed, maybe she didn't mean what she said.

 

Waitress- “excuse me sir.”

 

A young voice pulled me out of my over processed mind.

 

Yoongi- “ah yeah. Can I have a beer?”

I need something to calm me down.

 

Waitress- “Of course, May I see your ID?

 

I quickly pulled it out and revealed it to her.

 

Waitress- “And the miss?”

Yoongi-”huh?”

 

I’m pretty sure my face made a clear lost look.

 

Waitress- “policy sir, I have to ID everyone at the table when alcohol is being served.”

 

Yoongi- “Ah.”

 

I looked at her empty seat and noticed on the side of it laid her bag. I’m not sure why I thought it was good idea to grab it to look for her ID instead of just cancelling the order, but there I was looking through a woman's bag.

 

It didn't take long for me to find Y/N ID and reveal it to the waitress and had her on her way. But it was then, when I place the bag down that a tiny plastic bag fell out. From where I sat, It looked like

....a tea bag? Or maybe herbs?

But as I got closer to reach for it, it hit me what it was.

In a panic, I swiped it from the table before any wandering eyes might notice it.

 

I slowly open my hand to further investigate it. It wasn't just the look, but the odor that confirm my suspicions.

 

 

Yoongi- “damn.”

I cursed under my breathed shoving it in my pocket, hoping no one saw or smelled it.

 

This made very angry. I felt my blood boil over thinking about how much worked I’ve put into this group, in her. To find out, she some sort of drug addict. I thought about how quickly all that work I've done would have gone down the drain if anyone found out and made this public.

What am I supposed to do?

I suppose I could confront her. But then what? Kick her out?

 

As Y/N slowly approached, I couldn't help but to curse her name one more time....

 

Y/n “I’m sorry to make you wait.”

 

Before I put on my act like nothing happened.
 

Yoongi- “It's fine.”

Y/N- “did you order?”

Yoongi- “I did. A beer in fact. Although strangely enough, it required both of our IDs.”

 

Y/N- “Ah...let me get mines.”

She said grabbing her bag. How ditzy is this girl?

 

Yoongi- “it ok, it's taken care of.”

She continued to rummage through her bag as the waitress drop off my drink.

 

Yoongi- “Would you like me to order you one?”

She didn't even look up.  Her movement inside her purse became more frantic and her face was starting to lose color.

 

Y/N- “Ah no no, it's ok. Not much of a drinker.”

Yoongi- “then why are you still looking for your ID.”

 

Y/N abruptly stopped. She, barely moved from the position she freeze at but I did notice her eyes look up at me in a glare. Not a glare out of anger, more like out of .....realization.

 

Y/N- “You're right, how silly of me.”

 

And the oscar award goes to.....

 

Y/N sat across from me with a cute smile, putting down her bag and fix her posture to something more relaxed. I felt like I was playing a game of chicken, A “I won't say it if you wont.”

 

I never thought of her as clever, hell, no one did. But maybe she was much more clever then I thought.

 

One thing for sure.....she definitely knows, that I know.

 

Its funny to think that, that small packet in my pocket seem to weigh so heavy. But not nearly as heavy as the decision on what to with it....and her.

 

In fact, this was such a heavy burden on me that I figured this was all I was going to thing about the next day....But it wasn't. There was another ailment that has been troubling me....

 

(oddly attractive)Female staff- “Yoongi, these are the accessories that you going to wear in today's stage. Let me help you put them on.”

 

Underneath being a Idol, songwriter, Producer and whatever title you want to give me. I am, above all, a simple man.....with simple needs.

Unfortunately, with most my days packed with interviews, variety show, concerts and at times travel, There were times where our basic needs, such as eating and sleeping were hard to meet.

 

I imagine this happens to all idols. But, there was one need that kept peering it head out demanding attention.....No pun intended.....And it was hard to hide sometime.

 

(another strangely attractive) Female staff: “Come here Yoongi, Your makeup needs to be fixed.”

 

Yoongi- “Really, I think it looks fine.”

 

These days were especially hard. Surrounded by so many women dressing you. Doing your hair and makeup.

 

Female staff: “Yah Yoongi! Why are you always fighting me?”

 

The young women said, grabbing my hand and pulling me to the chair.

      

                                 Why is her hand so soft

Female staff- “close your eyes, I need to do your shadow.”

 

                                 She smells so good. Why do they all smell so good.

 

Female staff- “open your mouth a bit, Yoongi, I need to put some balm.

 

                                           Please don't come any closer

 

Taehyung- “hahaha, Yoongi what's up with your breathing?”

 

Yoongi- “I don't know what you’re talking about.”

 

Luckily, The staff members had all left the the room when he blurted that out.

Jin- “That's funny, I was going to ask him if he ran a marathon.”

 

They both burst out in laughter

I merely rolled my eyes and ignored them.

 

Namjoon- “You're not getting sick are you?”

I smiled at his concern

Yoongi- “Nah, I think I’m fine.”

 

Hoseok- “Of course he is, he went on a date with Y/N yesterday”

 

That's right Y/N. Suddenly the weight of the small baggie in my pocket was becoming apparent.

 

I was afraid to have it on me, but I couldn't trust leaving it anywhere else. I had attempt to thrown it away, but I couldn't. For what reason is still unknown to me.

 

Right at the mention of Y/N name, the other members came in the dressing room. Just in time to make it a seven way conversation.

 

Jimin- “no way! So bold yoongi!

 

Jungkook- “Dont tell me you scolded her again.”

 

I could feel Namjoon icy glare lay heavily on my shoulder.

 

Yoongi- “Just the opposite actually. I was apologizing to her about how harsh I was in the studio.”

 

Taehyung- “Really? Because Yoora told me she returned to dorm white as a ghost. Like you scared her or something?”

 

If Namjoon could stare at me any harder, I’d probably get frostbite. I wonder if I should at least tell him about Y/N.

But then again, I really didn't have the full story about Y/N. All I have is a little baggy. It's not like I saw Y/N using it. She could be holding it for someone, or selling it.

 

I suppose she does have the right to explain herself. I purposely said nothing to Taehyung, but that didn't stop Namjoon form pulling me aside and confronting me.

 

Namjoon- “what did you do?”

 

Yoongi- “I apologized like you said.”

 

Namjoon- “Then why was Y/N afraid?”

 

Yoongi- “Why do you assume that has anything to do with me?”

 

Namjoon rose a brow, knowing that's all he needed to do to get something out of me.

Of course, that something is going to have to be a lie. Sorry Namjoon.

 

Yoongi- “I told her the truth, I told her that her mistakes affect the whole group and the company. We can't afford any weak links.”

 

Namjoon- “How could you tell her that Yoongi?”

He said shaking his head in disappointment.

 

I felt like a protesting kid not responding and shrugging at him.

 

Namjoon- “What's up with you? Lately you’ve been on edge.”

 

Yoongi- “Huh?”

 

Namjoon- “fighting with staff members when it time to get ready, snapping at the girls, avoiding people all together. Is there something going on?”

 

Yeah Namjoon, I’ve haven't been with a girl in years and my hand is just not cutting it. Meanwhile, our work with the Wild1s can thrown away cause of one girl.

 

However, that response seem a little crude so I just shook my head

 

Yoongi- “stress, that's all. Sometime people annoy me. Hell, you're doing it right now.

 

Namjoon sighed- “There's gotta be some way to relieve your stress. You know, for everyone’s sake”

 

I felt a giggle coming on.

 

No thank you Namjoon, I’m desperate...but not that desperate

 

That's when the idea hit me. My hand wandered into my pocket, to find the baggy. I massaged it with my thumb letting this Idea, this terrible, terrible idea take hold of my mind. Me and Y/N, we are not so different. She might even be useful.

 

Namjoon- “Yoongi?”

Yoongi- “huh?”

Namjoon- “ I said, maybe you need some rest.

 

Yoongi- “Nah, dont worry. I’ll figure out a way to deal with this.”

 

Namjoon made a concerning look, but knowing that there was nothing else to say to me, he just patted my shoulder as he walked off.

Making sure he left completely I quickly pulled out my phone.

 

Yoongi (Text)- we need to talk.