You and the members of your group walk down the stairs into an underground club. Tonight was the night of the rap battle. It had been advertised for weeks that anyone could enter. It has been rumoured that Namjoon, AKA Rap Moster from Bangtan Boys had entered. You highly doubted seeing as how big a band they are, the total opposite to your band. You hadn't debuted, hadn't had any advertisement. Basically no one knew who you were.

Your group had all been made to wear short dresses and heels. You tried to complain because you weren't that type of girl. You practically lived in anything comfy. These heels? Are most definitely not.

You and your friends try walking down the stairs in your heels. You don't think you'd ever moved so slow in your life.

"Why did we have to wear these?" One of your group members complain. You were the leader so it was directed at you even though you didn't have a say in the subject either.

"I don't know, just deal with it."

You finally made your way to the club and went straight to the bar. You weren't going to drink anything alcoholic because you were sure that your other members would. You had to look out for them, being the Mother of the group. Your friends ordered shots, while you just drank your soft drink.

You look around the club. It was pretty dark and in the middle is a crowd. They're all dancing like maniacs. The floor is wet due to the alcohol being spilt, and many are slipping. The smell of alcohol was overwhelming and in the corners of the room, you swear people were taking drugs.

The company wanted you, being the main rapper of the group, to enter the rap competition. But looking around you failed to see any competitions.

"Hey, Y/N! Why don't you take a shot with us?" Your friend walks over and slings her arm over your shoulder. She is already a little tipsy.

"How many have you already had?" You ask concerned and sat her down on a bar stool. She lazily lifts her hand up. It went from 2-5 in a matter of seconds. You'd only just got here. You think she was drinking out of stress of the group.

You turn to the bartender. "I can I have a glass of water, please." He nods and hands you the water. You shove it into your friends hands and told her to drink up.

"Your not having anymore alcohol tonight." You felt bad but you really care about they're safety. You glance at the other half of the group. They seemed to be fine. They hadn't drunk as much as her yet.

While being caught in thought, there was a load roar from the crowd. You turn around to see a middle aged man holding a mega phone.

"May I have you attention? I presume most of you are here for the rap contest! You will not be disappointed, because tonight we have someone very special. It's Rap Monster from the big group BTS!" From one of the many doors in the club, Rap Monster walks out into the centre of the floor, where the crowd has made a space for the competition. He walks in with pride and everyone cheers.

"First off! Who would like to face Rap Monster?" Only a few people put there hands up, knowing how good he was. The man points to someone in the crowd and gave him a microphone. He was told he could start.

He was quite a good rapper, he was quick and used good words. However, when Rap Monster came in you could tell he was more experienced. The first round went to Rap Monster. So did the next and the one after that and so on.

"Is there anyone else out there that wants to face the mighty Rap Monster?!" The host shouts into the audience and no one replies. It was oddly quite. That was until your partially drunk friend shouts-

"Y/N will! She's amazing! She's the leader of our group and main rapper! She could beat your ass!" You turn to her and slap a hand over her mouth, but it was to late. Everyone was looking at you. Even Namjoon.

"A girl?! Well there's always a first!" The host laughs and everyone joins in. You felt ashamed but you don't let them know it.

You walk into the circle steadily and grab the mic off the host. Everyone starts to whoop and you start to feel confident. You look at Rap Monster. He's looking at you from head to toe, his eyes land on your face and you give him the 'whatcha-looking-at' glare. He puts his hands up in a fake surrender and smirks. He's already got you irritated.

The host glances between you too. "I see a little tension here tonight!" The crowd gives cat calls and you look around bewildered. How did they come to that conclusion? "Anyway. You can start." Says the host and you shake your head.

"Nope, I think Rap Monster should start this time. I want to see what he's got when he starts first." You eye Rap Monster up and he just smirks.

"Fine." He says, "But don't cry when you lose."

The hosts laughs and says, "One, Two, Three! Let the battle commence!"

Rap Monster started off fairly good but he made a few mistakes. Your eyes never left him. He started rapping in English and you, having English as your second language, jumped in. He looks at you shocked as the battle takes a turn in events.

You dip in and out of Korean and English. You finish powerfully and Rap Monster couldn't pick it up. You breathe hard and pant, sweat rolling down your face.

"Well this is surprising! Very surprising! The first time ever has a girl won in this club! To make it even better or worse," Glancing at Namjoon. "she was against the legendary Rap Monster! What happened?" He turned to Rap Monster. Sweat was dripping down his forehead.

"What can I say?" He says breathless, "She's good. Actually she's amazing. One of the best rappers I've seen." He walks over to you and shakes your hand. He was much taller than you, your head came up to his shoulders. You both smile at each other. You couldn't believe you'd beaten him. You just had to act the part. You say thanks and walk to the rest of your group. They all high five and congratulate you. You sat at the bar with them and talked about what just happened.

"I can't believe what you just did! You beat a God!" They gush and you laugh.

"He's hardly a God." You say to them.

"That's right, I may be no God, but please let me buy you a drink?" You snap your head to the side. Rap Monster is sat on the bar stool beside you. You were flustered for a moment.

"Uh, sure? Are you only doing this because I won?" You laugh nervously.

"Nope, please let me buy you a drink." He asks hopefully and you find yourself nodding. You friends whistle and laugh. You just shove them.

"We'll leave you to it." They left you alone with Rap Monster.

"So Rap Monster-" you start.

"Call me Namjoon." He smiles at you and passes you a drink. You didn't care that it was alcohol anymore.

"So Namjoon... Why did you ask me to have a drink with you?" You ask curiously.

He grabs your hand and your breathing hitches. "Because I wanted to get to know the beautiful girl that just beat me in a rap competition."

"You're such a flirt." You laugh and he joins in.

"But it's true I thought you were amazing out there. Can I get your number?" He asks and you laugh hysterically.

"What?" He says while giving you a weird glance.

"Oh, your serious? Wait there," You reach for your phone and give him your number.

"Are you actually going to call me?"

"I swear on it." He squeezes your hand. His phone starts to ring so he answers it. You could just about hear the voice on the other end.

"Man, where are you? We've been waiting for ages for you to get back." The voice was deep, but melodic.

"Uh, just with a girl right now, can we talk-" The voice cut him off.

"A girl! Are you going to keep with this one? I want to meet her! Bring her back to the dorm? Please, please, please?" The voice was like an over active child.

"Tae calm down. We only just met!" He looks at you embarrassed, he knows you can hear the phone.

"It's okay." You say with a smile.

"What?" Namjoon and Taehyung say at the same time.

"I'll come over, it's not like I have anything better to do." You grab your drink and gulp it down quickly. You stand up and pull on his hand, dragging him with you. He hangs up the phone.

"Yes, this is going to be amazing."

Since then the two of you have been inseparable. Namjoon also helped you debut with your band. He is one of the best boyfriends you've ever had.