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BTS: When They Protect You From Stalkers

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"Alright, I want Y/n to have double the bodyguards as before." You heard Namjoon say over the phone.

The past three weeks had been hell on earth for everyone. What started off as hateful messages over social media, turned into people following you to your work and even to the mall with your friends. Whoever it was, wasn't going to give up until they got whatever they wanted. You and Namjoon had been dating for seven months now and you both were somewhat surprised that it had taken this long for something to happen.

"The only people that need know where she is going is me, the guys, and HYBE. That's it." Even though Namjoon sounded firm and assertive, you knew that he was just as terrified as you were, if not more so.

The line had recently been crossed when someone followed you and Namjoon home from the museum. That was when Namjoon had had enough and said no more.

"If anything happens to her or if anyone who's not supposed to gets close to her, I want to know. Whoever is doing this is getting bolder and bolder and I don't like that."

Namjoon loved you with every fiber in his body and wasn't about to let anything happen to you. Namjoon briefly glanced over at you from across the room and gave you a small smile. It didn't make his eyes shine like it normally did, but it was still just enough to bring you comfort.

"Alright. Thank you." Namjoon said as the phone conversation came to an end. Namjoon placed the phone on the kitchen table and let out a deep sigh, hanging his head down low as his hands rested on the back of the chair.

There had been many nights of little to no sleep and endless phone calls, and the stress and exhaustion was beginning to show.

"It's gonna be alright, jagiya. I promise." Namjoon said, looking back in your direction. "This won't last forever."

You slowly got up from the couch and made your way towards Namjoon. The moment that you were close enough, Namjoon immediately wrapped his arms around you and pulled you in for a tight hug, never wanting to let go.

"It's gonna be alright..." He whispered. "It's gonna be alright."

"I know..." You answered quietly. "But I'm still afraid."

"So am I." Namjoon admitted. "But me, the guys, and HYBE are going to make this better. We're going to make sure that you're safe. I swear."

Namjoon leaned down and placed a soft, yet passionate kiss on your lips, cupping your face in his hands. The kiss was slow, yet screaming with a million emotions. Namjoon pulled you in closer as he deepened the kiss.

"Saranghae." Namjoon said, his lips hovering over yours.

"I love you too, Joon." You smiled. "Everything's going to be alright. We'll get through this."



"You're staying at my house." Jin rambled on as he began throwing clothes into your suitcase. "You're going to stay with me until this...this person is stopped. I'm not going to tolerate someone constantly following you around and harassing you. I won't have it. You're going to stay at my house and you're not going to let anyone in. Only me, and maybe the guys, I don't know. But I'm going to give you a password and if whoever it is gets the password wrong, call the police. Call the police and I'll-"

"Jin." You said, hoping to get your boyfriend's attention, but it wasn't working.

The past two weeks had been awful on everyone. Never in your life had you ever imagined that someone would be stalking you and yelling terrible things at you while on your way to work. It was easy to ignore at first, but over time the person became more persistent and followed you half way home one night, scaring you and Jin to death.

"I'm going to make sure that everything is taken care of. The clothes, food, laundry-"


Still no response.

"Jin!" You said a little louder, placing your hand on his arm, making him look in your direction. It wasn't until then, that you really saw the exhaustion in his deep brown eyes. Jin wasn't one to easily get worried or stressed, but when he did, he constantly kept busy, not wanting to think about the issue at hand.

"Yes?" Jin asked after a few moments of silence, his mind still racing with a million different thoughts.


"Jagi, I can't...I-"

"Jin...everything is going to be alright. I promise." You smiled tenderly as you wrapped your arms around his waist. "HYBE is going to make sure that this is all put to an end."

"I know, but..." Jin sighed, closing his eyes. "What if something happens and I'm not there to help you?" Jin questioned, finally voicing his fear.

"Babe...I'm going to have bodyguards with me at all time. They're going to keep me well protected."

"I know, but..."

Jin was once again cut off as your lips were gently placed on his, kissing him ever so gently. It took a few seconds for Jin to respond, but when he did, the kiss became needy. Jin hadn't realized just how much stress had been pent up inside him, until he pressed your body up against the bedroom wall.

"Jagiya...I'm scared..."

"So am I." You answered as Jin pressed your body up against his. "Hold me, Jin. Hold me and don't let go...please."

"Never, jagiya...I'm never letting you go."



You and Hobi had been on the phone all morning with security. It felt like the both of you had been drinking water from a fire hydrant. The information was far too much to process.

The silence in Hobi's apartment was becoming somewhat overwhelming, yet neither of you knew what to say or do. Everything had been going so well during these past five months. Hobi had been the greatest boyfriend that you could have ever asked for and ARMY had been just as loving.

But, all it took was for one person to get upset and start sending the hateful messages. But it didn't stop there. It followed with you being stalked as you went to the studio to meet up with Hobi for lunch and being yelled at every time you stepped out in public. The person had even tried following you home one night, but thankfully Hobi had put and end to that.

"What do we do now?" You asked, the sound of your voice, almost taking Hobi by surprise.

"I-I don't know..." Hobi answered honestly. "This has never happened before."

"I know..." You sighed, taking a small sip of your hot green tea that had long gone cold. "Would it be alright if I stayed here with you?"

"Of course." Hobi replied almost immediately. "I don't exactly feel comfortable with you being all alone in your apartment right now."

"At some point, I'm going to have to go back and get the rest of my clothes and stuff. Would you or one of the guys be willing to go with me?"

"Yes." Hobi smiled, taking his hand in yours. "I'm so sorry about this yeobo..." Hobi said as a few stray tears slid down his cheek. The last three weeks had been difficult to say the least.

"It's not your fault, Hobi..." You answered as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "None of this is your fault."

"But it feels like it...I should have-"

"You did nothing wrong." You replied, cutting him off. "We both did everything right. None of this was our fault."

"I'm ready for this to be over..."

"Me too." You rested your head in the crook of Hobi's neck, breathing in his cologne.

"I love you." Hobi whispered as he placed a tender kiss on the top of your head.

"I love you too." You smiled, pulling back just enough for Hobi to properly kiss you.



Jimin wasn't one to easily get angry, but when he did, it was terrifying. He never threw things or raised his voice, but the look in his eyes said it all. His dark brown eyes were almost black with anger as he stared down at his phone, having just ended an hour long phone call with security.

The last four weeks had been stressful to say the least. In the ten months that you and Jimin had been together, not once had anyone ever had to deal with a stalker. It honestly came out of nowhere. You hadn't realized that you were being followed until you noticed that the person had been almost everywhere that you had been. That was when you immediately contacted Jimin, asking what needed to be done.

Jimin's apartment was tense and filled with an overbearing silence. You knew the thoughts going through his head right now. He was beating himself up and cursing himself out in ever language he knew, regretting that it had ever come to this. Raking his fingers through his hair, Jimin let out a deep, broken sigh feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"Jimin..." You called out quietly. "Is everything alright?"

"I don't know..." Jimin replied honestly, his voice barely audible. "Security said that they'll be with you every second of the day and keeping an eye out for the person doing all of this. They said that only I and the guys are to know where you are. If we ever do a Vlive, you won't be allowed in the room, or even the building...they don't want the stalker to find you."

"How long will this last?"

"As long as it needs to, I guess..." Jimin answered, his voice filled with little emotion. He was completely drained. "This shouldn't be happening!" Jimin shouted a little louder than he expected. "You shouldn't have to go into hiding because someone won't leave you alone!"

"I know, sweetie..." You replied as you wrapped your arms around Jimin's body. "I don't like this anymore than you do..."

"I'm beyond ready for this to be over." Jimin said as he pulled you up onto his lap. Jimin placed his hand on your cheek and kissed you desperately. The kiss was deep and filled with lust, but neither of you cared in that moment. Your fingers found themselves tangled in Jimin's hair, bringing him in even closer.

"You're staying with me." Jimin whispered, his lips still against yours. "I'm not letting you out of my sight."

Before you could answer, Jimin pulled you in for another kiss, feeling the stress gradually melt away.



Yoongi had been locked away in his home studio, doing goodness knows what. Not that you blamed him. The past two weeks had been miserable. In the past, you had dealt with the occasional stalker, but nothing like this. Whoever this person was, was going to make sure that someone got hurt.

You had noticed that something was off whenever the same person kept showing up randomly wherever you were. But it wasn't until the person nearly ran into your car with their's that you realized that something was terribly wrong. When you told Yoongi the news, he was furious, something that hardly ever happened. Yoongi was very laid back and easy going, so to see him like this was something extremely rare.

It was late into the night and you were exhausted. You had tried to stay up, in hopes that Yoongi would go to bed with you, but that didn't look like it would be happening tonight. Placing the last of the dishes in the dishwasher, you let out a tired yawn and headed to the couch.

You had Yoongi had been dating for a year, but had never actually lived together until now. You had spent the night at his house occasionally, but you always stayed in the guest bedroom. But tonight, you were too tired to walk all the way down the hall.

You had just sat down on the couch, when Yoongi came walking down the hallway and into the living room. He looked just as exhausted as you did, if not more so.

"It's 2:00 a.m. What are you still doing up, yeobo?" Yoongi asked as he made his way towards you.

"I was trying to stay up and wait for you, but I couldn't wait any longer."

"You're not going to sleep on the couch, are you? It's not that comfortable to sleep on."

"I'll be alright." You smiled. "I'm too exhausted to make it to the guest room."

"I'll carry you, if you need me to."

"I appreciate that, but I can't let you do that." You placed your hand over Yoongi's and scooted over a little closer to where he was. "Thank you for letting me stay with you. I know these last few weeks haven't been the greatest..."

"You're right, they haven't, but...I've enjoyed having you here." Yoongi smiled softly. "It makes me feel better knowing that you're here with me and not at your house."

"I agree...I never thought that in a million years that this would ever happen."

"I didn't either, jagiya." Yoongi turned to face you with a sadness in his eyes. "I'm sorry...I thought that if I locked myself in my studio that all of this would magically go away, but it didn't. I didn't mean to avoid you, I just...I just didn't want any of this to be real..."

"I know, Yoon...this hasn't been easy on anyone. But this isn't your fault, so please don't beat yourself up."

"How can I not? That idiot almost hurt you and I wasn't even around..."

"Yoongi, it's alright. I'm here with you now."

"And I'm never letting you leave." Yoongi replied as his lips soon found yours. The kiss was passionate, yet unhurried as Yoongi ran his hands along the side of your body. The tension had been far too much and Yoongi needed this as badly as you did.

"Please, Y/n...even when this is over...stay with me..."

"You want me to move in with you permanently?"

" long as you're alright with that, of course."

"I'd love that." You smiled, placing another kiss on Yoongi's lips.



"I'm so sorry..." Taehyung kept repeating as he held you tightly in his arms. "I'm so sorry, nae sarang...I'm so sorry..."

The last month had been the hardest month of your life. Never once did you ever think that you would be dealing with a stalker, and yet almost overnight your worst nightmare came to life. At first, it was just hateful messages, but it soon turned into someone following you to work and to the studio. But, it wasn't until a few days ago that this person had confronted you at a concert. You had gone to see Taehyung perform and out of nowhere, the person shows up.

Things were going fine, until the person decided to chase you down the venue halls, alerting everyone in the building. Thankfully, the BTS security team had noticed what was going on and stopped the situation before it got worse. But, because of what happened, you had to be escorted out of the arena and to a hotel on the far side of town. It broke Taehyung's heart to hear what had happened and knowing that he couldn't be there to help you. The guilt almost instantly took over, but he tried his hardest to push it all away and focus on the concert.

But, as soon as the concert was over, Taehyung made a beeline to where you were staying and refused to leave your side the moment that he knew for sure that you were alright.

"Are you alright?" Taehyung asked for the hundredth time that night.

"Yes, babe...I'm fine." You answered, placing a soft kiss on his jaw. "But, I am tired...What time is it?"

"1:00 a.m."

"Let's go get some rest, okay? We can deal with the rest of this in the morning."

"But, jagiya...tonight that...that creep...almost hurt you." Taehyung replied, his voice thick with emotion. "And I wasn't there..."

"Tae..." You answered, pulling him back in for a tight hug. Taehyung had been dealing with a thousand different emotions, all of them ranging from rage to guilt. He wanted to find the person and punch them in the face, but yet he never wanted to let you out of his sight. "It's over...what happened is over and it's never going to happen again."

"I hope not..." Taehyung replied as a small tear slid down his cheek. "I'm tripling your bodyguards, jagi. They will be with you at all times. Also, you're moving in with me. Permanently. I don't want you by yourself ever again."

"Tae, are you sure? That's a big step..."

"I'm positive." Taehyung replied, leaning down to kiss you hungrily. Digging his fingers into your hair, Taehyung pulled you even closer to him, desperately needing you near him. "Saranghae."

"I love you too, Taehyung. Forever."



"Yes..." Jungkook said over the phone, his voice filled with a million different emotions. He had hoped and prayed that this moment would never come, and yet it did. Everything had been going great, until someone decided to harass you at the airport. Apparently, this person had been following you for some time now, without anyone knowing.

The last two weeks had been filled with phone call after phone call, trying to get this situation resolved. The stress level was unlike anything Jungkook or you had ever gone through and it was starting to take its toll on the both of you.

"Double the bodyguards...or triple them if you have to." Jungkook said as he took your hand in his, squeezing it tight. "Do whatever you have to do to keep Y/n safe."

A few minutes later, the phone conversation ended and Jungkook found himself holding onto you for dear life. In the eleven months that the both of you had been dating, nothing like this had ever happened and he didn't like it.

"So, what do we do?" You asked, looking up at Jungkook.

"For now, we double the bodyguards and make sure that you stay low, until this blows over. Then, after that, I honestly don't know...I'm sorry, Y/n..."

"Don't be, Jungkook. This isn't your fault."

"But it feels like it. I was supposed to be with you that day at the airport, but I had a meeting and-"

"None of this is your fault..." You repeated. "What happened at the airport wasn't your fault, love. It was a freak accident that I hope never happens again."

"I won't let it happen again." Jungkook answered as he tightened his grip around your body.

"Until this blows over, is it alright if I stay with you?"

"Yes..." Jungkook smiled, his eyes filled with a small amount of joy. "I would love that."

"Are you sure?"

"Absolutely. I'd love it even more if you moved in with me for good." Jungkook answered, leaning down to kiss you. "That way, I know you're safe."

"I'll have to go back and get the rest of my things though. Would you and the guys be willing to go with me?"

"One thousand percent, yes." Jungkook answered, seconds before you finished your sentence. "I wouldn't let you go back there by yourself, especially when that creep knows what area of town you live in."

"Thank you, Jungkook." You smiled, leaning in to kiss his cheek. "I appreciate that."

"Jagiya, my lips are over here." Jungkook grinned as he closed the distance between the two of you, kissing you like there was no tomorrow.