„We are so going to be late!" I heard Namjoon say from the bathroom, maybe more to himself than to me. „Well, wasn't my idea to ignore the alarm." I argued. Fully aware that maybe it really had been his idea to turn the alarm off and let his hands roam over my body under the covers, but I had not only let it happen, I had also enjoyed myself. Morning sex Joon was gentle but determined and made the cutest sounds. But now we were definitely late. Namjoon had called a car while I had been in the bathroom, so without breakfast, we got into it, me trying to fix my make up in the car while asking nervous questions about the upcoming meeting.

„It's probably going to be four or five hours long." „What?" „I mean… they are going to tell us about every little detail of the tour and then the departments are taking over whenever it makes sense. And after that everyone meets in smaller groups usually, but it's good to have an overview in the beginning." I looked over at Joon, mascara and pocket mirror in hand. „You are aware that most other artists don't care enough to spend their time like that?" He shrugged. „Other artists also don't let their youngest fly through the air on a crane or have photo booths in front of stadiums or a variety show online." „That is very true." I used one hand to let my hand brush through his hair. I probably shouldn't have done that in front of the Bighit driver but since he had picked us up together in my car park… he probably could put two and two together anyway. Sighing Namjoon took my hand in his and even though I wasn't done with my make up I didn't resist. „I thought I was the only one nervous, but you seem a bit tense as well, hm?" Namjoon just nodded. „It's our first tour after the break. It worries me sometimes. I feel a million years old. But it will get better once we rehearsed it. It's not like we can't do it. We are just not as used to it anymore."

The meeting really was very long. At some point, I could see Tae's eyes getting so small that I thought he would sink into the table soon, but he didn't. Our team was relatively small compared to many other departments at Bighit. Georgia was with me, the main camera operator Jonah and the new girl Soo-mi. Other departments had brought 10 people, it was crowded and hot and sometimes people had to be scolded for talking. But thinking about it… nothing that was talked about was unimportant, at least everyone would be briefed on all matters at least once. It didn't help with my nervousness though. We had two weeks to get everything ready for tour while filming some behind the scenes footage of the rehearsals for the shows. And then we would be off. Chasing summer across the globe while it was winter here before taking a break and later that year finishing the tour. I. was. terrified. But excited. And I tried to be confident about it, even though that didn't always work. So far I felt like everyone was happy with what we had been producing, but you never knew. When it came to our part of the presentation I gave a quick introduction to what we would be filming, comparing it to previous work. Someone from the tech department wanted to know what kind of equipment we would bring so he could reserve it for us, which made me look over to Jonah and Soo-mi because I had absolutely no idea. They had prepared a list weeks ago, I knew that, but not too familiar with how the company worked I had not thought to learn it by heart. Jonah just smiled at me and then turned around to Soo-mi, who seemed just as terrified by the idea of answering in front of all those people, but he just smiled and nodded and touched her arm in an encouraging way. Soo-mi had joined us not too long ago, she was the first Korean-speaking member of our crew not coming from Andrew's show in London. So naturally, she had become somewhat of our spokesperson, even though she had spent most of her life in the US. Still - of course - better in Korean than all of us combined. BigHit had enough foreigners working here that especially at a big meeting like this one there were always translations available. But it just sometimes seemed easier for Soo-mi to answer. Usually, she didn't care, but now… I could hear her voice shaking in the beginning when she started listing gear, while the tech guy made notes. But it got better. Until she was interrupted by someone asking whether we could take a break to eat some food. I was surprised to see that it was Jin, who stopped talking after seeing the death stared he got from Hobi and Namjoon for being rude. It made Soo-mi stutter and when she was finally done she basically collapsed back into her chair, the tech guy smiling at her politely while my eyes burned holes into Jin's side profile. Idiot.

There was food on a buffet table, so as soon as we were done I stormed there to stuff my face with an apple and a croissant. It was after 3 PM now and I had still not eaten. Not surprising Namjoon was next to me moments later, just as hungry. „Are you guys heading to the rehearsal room for the rest of the day?" I asked and Namjoon nodded, his cheeks full of mango, which made me grin because he looked cute. Which in return made him realize what he looked like and when he smiled his full chubby cheeks almost made him spit out his food, so he pressed his hand against his lips, dimples so deep I felt the urge to stick my fingers into them, but instead I just sighed and walked off. We were about to leave, Georgia next to me, Soo-mi in front of us. We had just gotten to the door when Jin, who apparently had forgotten something in the room, came rushing back in and almost walked into Soo-mi. Even though he stopped himself he was cursing in Korean the next second and still sent Soo-mi spinning when he shoved his considerably larger body past her. Georgia steadied her before she fell into me but I was just looking over at Jin, now grabbing his sweater from the chair he had been sitting on. „Yahh!" I yelled, he just rolled his eyes and I growled, pushing Georgia and Soo-mi out of the door with me. Jesus, what was with that guy. Not the Jin I knew…

The next two weeks were a lot but I knew it was nothing compared to what was to come. We spent so much time at the office preparing and filming that there was one night where half my team slept at my office. Filming the guys dancing was fun at first and then after a while rather repetitive. The practice room smelled... well, like a gym, even if a fancy one at that and still we had to come back once a day because we wanted to film an episode on the progress of a new routine. Which would be interesting, but for a while mainly meant sitting on the floor, leaned against a mirror. However, when we came back a couple of days before we were about to leave after not having filmed them for a while the guys had finally put all pieces together and were now ready to have us film the whole performance. I had brought a book just in case but when they started my mouth all of the sudden dropped. This was no longer them practising, stopping here and there to debate a little detail. Now it was a BTS performance. Attitude and mouthing the words and Jimjim flirting with the camera and I looked over to Georgia who was sitting next to me but too busy eye-fucking Kookie to even notice me. Soo-mi on the other side was the only one too busy with her notes to notice, I could have sworn even Jonah was a bit flabbergasted. Namjoon had concentrated hard during the dance, but once they were done, his eyes found mine while he was reaching for a towel on the ground. Sweat pouring down his forehead and neck, his face serious and tense. He was breathing hard, I could see his chest moving, panting was echoing through the room. I couldn't help it, I was sitting there, breath caught in my throat, absentmindedly wetting my lip like I was in some sort of 90s movie and Joon just smirked, before turning around and heading towards the shower. He seemed to be very pleased. The others were also shuffling out of the room, but all of a sudden, Jungkook was right in front of us, squatting in front of Georgia to kiss her. "Hey. Heyyy!" I protested. "Not...here. Work. Kookie!" Georgia was blushing hard when Jungkook let go of her, simply showing me his bunny smile. Before he turned around again and gave her one more kiss. Which resulted in Yoongi, who was now standing behind him kicking his butt. "Okay, okay..." he just said and got up, followed Yoongi to the showers.

"That is so not okay..." I said after a second and looked at Georgia pretty upset. "I know that! What the hell, I didn't see it coming either!" No argument there. And in a way I believed her, she wouldn't have done that, JK was just sometimes a little brat and these two couldn't be left alone for a second at the moment. The other night during a movie Hobi had actually demanded for them to leave because he was so annoyed by the slobbering noises. "This is work, okay? I don't like being in this position and... maybe it's kind of absurd that I am the one telling you. But you could get in a lot of trouble for it, much more trouble than him. And once we are on the road there will be so much venue staff and hotel employees... they might not turn a blind eye to it and..." "OKAY! I get it. I am sorry... boss. Won't happen again." I bit down at my lower lip at her sassy tone, I hated this. Georgia was younger than me, sure, but the problem here was more that I was kind of her boss and we were such a small entity in this big well-oiled machine of a company, the new guys, who else was supposed to tell her off? It was dumb. Because I was doing the same wrong thing, just hiding it better. Well, thinking of the car ride this morning… at least most of the time. Like everyone else dating or hooking up at the office. But JK wasn't thinking straight right now and he wasn't as thoughtful as Joon anyway, so... Georgia was definitely in a worse situation.

"Sorry." I murmured eventually. "I didn't want to use that tone, I just got worried, okay?" Georgia nodded but was still not looking at me. "Dinner at my place tonight? Girl's sleepover? Please. Pretty please?" I tried to look at her with big puppy eyes, I just wasn't very good at that. „Okay, stop those bad bad attempts at aegyo. I am sorry as well I will... tell him off later and... then we get drunk, okay?" I smiled at her, she smiled back at me and then punched my upper arm. Sometimes it really didn't come as a surprise that those two got along so well. I really didn't want to know what they were like in bed. "Soo-mi, you coming as well?" Georgia asked while my mind was in the gutter. I turned around and finally Soo-mi looked up. "Pardon?" That girl's head really was in the cloud sometimes. Or rather in her notebook. "Are you coming over to Ollie's place tonight? Some drinks and conversations to keep our minds from those damn guys... we could honestly need it." "Which guys?" Georgia and I looked at each other for a second before we burst out laughing. "Exactly!" I said and patted Soo-mi's arm. "You are exactly what we need right now."

"Can't you just call me Sue? I am so not used to being called by my Korean name? It's too long and it makes me sound like a cartoon character..." I looked over to... well, Sue. Who was sitting on my sofa, beer can in hand. "Eh, sure. Had no idea." It turned out that Sue, once she had had some alcohol was very different from the girl we knew from work. No, even before that she had been very different, basically as soon as she stepped inside my apartment. She was still shy, but maybe Georgia and I just were also... quite loud. And as soon as she wasn't hiding her face behind a notebook or camera, she wasn't absentminded at all, she was right there and had us laughing so hard with her dry comments after a while that I was on the brink of tears soon. Man, I had so underestimated her. "I think I might be in love with you." I admitted wiping tears out of the corners of my eyes and then finishing my beer. "Don't let Namjoon hear that." Georgia commented and Sue looked a little surprised. "Why would he care?" Quickly followed by a little "Oh..." And that was that. No comments, no questions. Just that and then back to debating what we would do in Sydney if we managed to get some time off. I knew I would regret all this tomorrow at work, but it felt good. It made me miss Lauren a little, but this was also very good. When I checked my phone I had a missed call and some messages.

Namjoon: [11:24 PM]: Are you coming over tonight? Me: [11:51 PM]: Nope. =) Namjoon: [11:52 PM]: Having fun? =) Me: [13:51 PM]: Yes. Namjoon: [11:53 PM]: Okay, I see how it is. Namjoon: [11:53 PM]: *but I am happy for you! Namjoon: [11:54 PM]: Sleep well later

"It might sound dumb but I really really want to pat a kangaroo!" I heard Georgia say and I threw my phone back onto a pillow next to me. "I think I really really want to eat kangaroo!" Sue just added and kept nodding. "Oh my god, I think I might be in love with you as well." Georgia just added grinning, before I got up to get three more beers.

„Jesus, what did you guys do last night?" Namjoon asked with a wide grin on his lips the next morning when we met him in a hallway. Sue was wearing a hoodie and the hood was covering half of her face, Georgia's short blonde curls were extra crazy today and I was wearing sunglasses and felt as if I had aged at least 20 years since yesterday. We basically looked like Charlie's Angels had stayed at the Berghain for a week. „Nothing" I murmured. But Sue, walking past us was having none of it and just added a quiet „We drank, loverboy. A lot." Namjoon looked as if he had just seen a ghost, but I couldn't hide my chuckling. „She is not wrong." I just said and smiled at him. „Damn, that girl is so much cooler than the two of you combined." Namjoon just commented and then made a step backwards when both Georgia and I started hitting his upper arms.

Namjoon had wrapped his arms around me, smiling down. "Almost... Wrong tense." "Ugh. Tenses. Who needs tenses." "Do you miss me right now?" "Hm, no. So... I missed you means?" "Bogo sipeosseo." I repeated what he said, but I couldn't even try to pretend I understood how it was formed... Korean was so hard, man!

Namjoon was still smiling, apparently entertained by watching me think. At some point I gave up, got on tiptoes to kiss him again instead and he didn't seem to particularly mind. „Do you want to get some food?" „Not really. I'd rather make out on your couch." I chuckled and pulled him with me across the room, then on top of me. The music that was still blaring in the background was cheery, making us laugh at times, it felt a little like making out with your first love while your parents were out of the house. Maybe also because Namjoon couldn't keep his hands from slipping under my shirt after he had realized that I wasn't wearing anything underneath, but wouldn't quite go where he wanted to, I could tell. So eventually I copied him, moving my own hand under his shirt, across his stomach, which made him shudder and me feel incredibly warm all of the sudden. When I pulled the hem of his shirt up, our noses and lips were touching. „Do you think you can help me with that?" With a smile in the corner of his mouth he got up a little to take his shirt off, but when he kissed me again and I thought I would be next, I felt his hands move behind my back and soon my ass as well, seconds later he had lifted me while getting up. Laughing I held on to him while he carried me through the room. „Changed your mind? No couch?" Grinning he shook his head before kissing me deeply, making it through my bedroom door and onto my bed without any Namjoon-esque accidents. Seconds later I had lost my shirt and he was hovering above me, looking at me in a way that made me feel almost nervous. „You are so beautiful." I heard him whisper and somehow my first urge was to argue how he could say that when he was so much more beautiful, but instead my fingertips touched his cheek, his dimples, slightly shaking. „So are you."

When he kissed me again, when we moved together, it was almost as if no time had passed. It felt familiar, a blur of clothes beings stripped off and skin against skin that made my nervousness go away, being replaced by excitement. Namjoon groaned when his groin touched the by now pretty wet fabric of my underwear, my fingers digging into his shoulders. „I've waited so long for this." He whispered with a shaky voice between kisses and I didn't want to talk but couldn't help responding. „It's only been a couple of days, Joon." „No. Longer" I looked at him for a second. Hair in all directions, his lips a little swollen and red. A glorious mess that had just told me what I had known myself to be true. „No more waiting." I murmured against his lips.

When I lay next to him later my heart rate just wouldn't go down. I felt almost a little dizzy. His hand was still between my legs, desperate to make my orgasm last as long as possible and boy had he delivered. But eventually I had to pull his arm away because it was just getting too much. Instead, I moved over to him, lying on his side, hugging him tightly. „We are still really good at this." I murmured into his ear, breaking the tension a little, which had him chuckling only to then agree. „You can stay the night, right?" I asked and Namjoon nodded immediately. „The others won't get back until noon tomorrow and then we have that meeting." I nodded as well. Tour prep meeting with almost everyone involved. Quiet a big deal. Also, something that seemed so distant and unimportant right now that my ears were ringing and his skin was nice and warm against mine. We just lay there for a good while before I started moving again. "I think I am going to take a shower." "Alone?" "Not necessarily..." "I'll carry you if you let me come..." I couldn't help but grin. "Deal."