Yoongi hadn't expected water to be tossed at him. Obviously not, there wasn't really any reason to expect that. It was, honestly, not entirely unwelcome, he had just finished his set, he was tired and it had been hot and the water was cool, but it was weird. Very weird, made weirder by some guy having his hands all over him. Sorry?
Oh. Okay. Almost in a trance, he just shook his head. "It's fine. Okay." What had happened how? He assumed an accident. With a lot of water.
"I'm sorry!" Namjoon saw a flash go off - maybe a few, he wasn't sure - he was very overwhelmed and he could see now that Agust D's manager was looming and people were watching. Perhaps in panic mode, he just sort of gave up trying to clean him off and just sort of hugged him to try and appease him so he wouldn't be mad. Was that an insane thing to do? Yes. Yes, it really was.
But he had already done it so he couldn't take it back so now what? With a terrified smile, he looked at him, eyes just as wide as Agust D. "... I'm your biggest fan."
Oh God, why was he liked this? "I really love you, I'm sorry!"
"Cool." What did he do? This wasn't some insane fan who had gotten backstage, Yoongi assumed, given he was wearing a staff badge, so he tried to not feel alarmed, although he definitely looked confused and a little bit scared. "It's fine. It's water, it will dry."
There, what wisdom. He tried a bit of a smile and just shrugged. "See you."
What a dumb thing to say. It wasn't as if he knew the guy!
"See you too. Thanks. I'm sorry!" Namjoon didn't know what else to do, he pulled back and petted Yoongi's chest before walking away from him with his half a bottle of water and a dazed expression, not sure what had just happened. He was insane. He was insane and stupid, he was so fired. He closed his eyes and groaned, making himself promise to not embarrass himself again.
And while he was cursing himself with his eyes closed, he walked right into another person and stomped on their foot. Opening his eyes, he made a panicked noise.
"Ow." Minjun sounded amused more than anything. There he was, with his custom NIKE's, which might now be richer by one more custom feature. Luckily they were well cushioned, so it hadn't actually hurt. Anyway, it was probably his fault, he had watched that entire scene between that guy and Agust D play out with too much fascination to get out of the way.
"Hey. I'm Kim Minjun." Rather obviously and famously. Most children knew his name, all knew his stage name.
"Hello, hi. Hello. I'm Kim Namjoon! I-- You're awesome. Hi." Why did he keep saying hi? What was wrong him him? He was just so stunned. From one hero to another. And he had less than five minutes to get the half a bottle of water to his boss before he lost his job and why was this all happening now? He looked almost dazed, grinning at Minjun and then reaching out to shake his hand. Was he crossing a line? Yes. Yes, he seriously was. Should he stop? Also yes.
But he couldn't help it. He was touching Minjun. THE Minjun. GD. The king of kpop. "Hi."
Minjun wasn't sure what he had expected to happen, but given everything he had witnessed so far, this seemed about right. He shook Namjoon's hand, because why not? With a smile of his own, he wondered how often he'd say hi. How long his hand would be shaken. "Hey. Nice meeting you, Namjoon-ah."
Well, he was definitely too adorable to call him anything else. "Are you here often?"
"No, I'm new. Very new. I may not be here next time either, I'm really bad at my job." Well, he had to be honest and he had to laugh at himself, there were no other options. He quite a good job for this and he was fucking it up all over the place. Everything he did was wrong and he knew it, he could see the disapproving looks from the other staff members.
Realising that he was just standing there, holding his hand and shaking it on occasion, Namjoon quickly pulled his hand back and laughed nervously. "I'm sorry. I'm really nervous! There's so many people, it's wild."
"Yeah? I'm really nervous too. You should come party with us some time, takes off the edge." Minjun had to laugh, then he finally had his hand back, so he flexed it a little and gestured around. "Guess I should let you get to your job, huh? Avoid stepping on anyone else."
Seemed like good advice. Though he wasn't sure this guy could follow it. "Tell your boss that I'm your fan."
"... You're my fan or his fan? Do you know who my boss is? He's performing right now, he's good. I like him. His lyrics are a little sexist an-- and I shouldn't say that. I'm sorry! Don't tell anyone." Namjoon panicked, realising that he was just determined to ruin his life but he was so overwhelmed and his mouth wouldn't stop working. Party? Fans? What was going on?
"Have fun at your party, I like parties. I'll be cleaning. I hate cleaning." Well, he was just being honest. Who did like cleaning?
"Nah, he sucks." Well, whatever. He might as well be honest about that. "I'm your fan. You are adorable. I'd buy your merch." Minjun reached out to pet his shoulder, flashing him a smile. "If you want a better job, come see me some time."
Which, yes, wasn't the easiest thing in the world to pull off, but he had faith in this guy's ability to stumble into opportunities. Seemed to be a thing for him.
He assumed this amazingly talented, busy and famous rapper was just teasing him but it was still nice to hear him say it. Positively glowing, he bowed to Minjun. "You're so kind, GD-nim!" Even if he was a disaster and this was likely a tease, it was still nice and -- oh no, was that the end of the set? Namjoon's eyes widened comically and he bowed to Minjun again. "I'm late! I have to get the water to the stage. Bye! I love you!"
Wait. No. Well, too late to take it back. Namjoon took off running towards the stage, nearly knocking himself down on the way.
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Oh. Okay. Almost in a trance, he just shook his head. "It's fine. Okay." What had happened how? He assumed an accident. With a lot of water.
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But he had already done it so he couldn't take it back so now what? With a terrified smile, he looked at him, eyes just as wide as Agust D. "... I'm your biggest fan."
Oh God, why was he liked this? "I really love you, I'm sorry!"
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There, what wisdom. He tried a bit of a smile and just shrugged. "See you."
What a dumb thing to say. It wasn't as if he knew the guy!
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And while he was cursing himself with his eyes closed, he walked right into another person and stomped on their foot. Opening his eyes, he made a panicked noise.
Not again. "I'm sorry!"
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"Hey. I'm Kim Minjun." Rather obviously and famously. Most children knew his name, all knew his stage name.
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But he couldn't help it. He was touching Minjun. THE Minjun. GD. The king of kpop. "Hi."
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Well, he was definitely too adorable to call him anything else. "Are you here often?"
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Realising that he was just standing there, holding his hand and shaking it on occasion, Namjoon quickly pulled his hand back and laughed nervously. "I'm sorry. I'm really nervous! There's so many people, it's wild."
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Seemed like good advice. Though he wasn't sure this guy could follow it. "Tell your boss that I'm your fan."
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"Have fun at your party, I like parties. I'll be cleaning. I hate cleaning." Well, he was just being honest. Who did like cleaning?
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Which, yes, wasn't the easiest thing in the world to pull off, but he had faith in this guy's ability to stumble into opportunities. Seemed to be a thing for him.
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Wait. No. Well, too late to take it back. Namjoon took off running towards the stage, nearly knocking himself down on the way.