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I want someone who admires me with the same intensity as they admire the moon and the stars.
Eternal Love
Pair: OT7 x F Reader
Summary: You find a deep connection and support between all members of BTS through shared moments of laughter and unconditional love. You embark on a journey that surpasses traditional love and transcends individual connections, creating a harmonious bond with the whole group.
Genre: Fluff, Idolxreader
Chapter Warnings: None
WC: 740
As you sat in the middle of the large sofa the boys have in Jungkook’s house, the atmosphere grew brighter every second. Filled with laughter and happiness, you were sandwiched between the members, each of them bringing their unique energy and charisma to the room. The bond that you shared with all seven members was something truly special - a connection that ran deeper than words could express.
Jin’s infectious laughter echoed from the kitchen, filling your heart with warmth, just like the dinner he was preparing. Yoongi’s calm presence beside you brought you a sense of tranquillity, while Hoseok’s bright energy uplifted your spirits. The total opposites but they do not clash. Instead, both energies work together - creating an ever-brightening atmosphere.
Namjoon’s wisdom and deep insights forever inspired you, while Jimin’s caring nature made you feel cherished at every moment. Taehyung’s playful antics brought you joy and Jungkook’s dedication and determination constantly motivated you to be the best version of yourself. With them, you never once felt completely alone.
In the midst of this harmonious chaos, you found solace and love - a sanctuary where you can bleed your heart out without worrying that it will never heal. The collective support and understanding from all seven members created a safe place where you could trust yourself and them - a place where dreams and aspirations were nurtured.
With each passing day, they never fail to surprise you with new facets of your relationships. Each member carried themselves differently, but yet all so connected. Meals were filled with laughter, deep conversations that delved into the very depths of your soul, and moments of quiet understanding that transcends words. There was no need to speak when you were with them - the connections ran deeper than blood.
The everlasting comfort that you find yourself encompassed in brought you a deep sense of belonging - a critical feeling that you were an integral part of their world. The boys celebrated your success; comforted you during times of struggle; and stood by your side through thick and thin.
In return, you offered them your unwavering support and care. You cheered for their accomplishments, provided them with a safe place where they could express their vulnerabilities, and ensured that they knew they didn’t have to walk the roads alone. Your connection with each member was unique and meaningful in their own ways - but together, as a whole, you created a symphony of love that knew no bounds.
Late nights were spent in each other’s company, exchanging stories, dreams, and hopes for the future. In those intimate moments, you discovered the depth of your bonds shared with your boyfriends - going beyond the traditional definition of love. It was a connection that tested the limits of friendship, surpassing the weaving of threads and transcending into something deeper and more profound.
The living room was filled with the melody of laughter and whispered words, creating a harmonious blend that could only be achieved by the eight of you together. In each other’s arms, you found love and support - a reminder that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face them as a united force.
As the stars started to twinkle in the night sky, you leaned into the embrace of all seven members, heart near-bursting with the amount of love floating in the air. With a shared smile, you whispered, a voice full of gratitude, “Thank you for being here with me, for coming into my life.”
Their voices, a chorus of chaos, surrounded you. “And we are so very grateful to have met you too, kitten.”
“There is no other if it is not you, sweetheart.”
At that very moment, you felt a cosmic push, and you knew that your connection with the members was not to be confined to individual connections - it was a song of all seven. It was a symphony of emotions, a tapestry woven with shared memories and promises of the future, laughter, and unconditional support.
As you embraced each member, you revelled in the warmth of their love - the love that encompassed the entire group. You knew then, that whatever the future lies ahead, you will be fine. The boys will be fine. And the future’s gonna be okay.
As long as you were together, the sign woven by your connections will continue to play the harmonious melody - a melody that would forever be known as your eternal love.
“FUTURE’S GONNA BE OKAY.” – D-DAY
Philosophy of Love
Pair: Namjoon x F Reader
Summary: You find a profound connection in the presence of Kim Namjoon. Through shared moments of intellectual curiosity and mutual appreciation for the power of words, you embark on a journey of exploration and self-discovery, united together by the wanderlust of the minds.
Genre: Fluff, Namjoon bookstore ownerxreader, a bit of suggestive theme but nothing like the devil’s tango😇
Chapter Warnings: None
WC: 1043
It was a normal rainy afternoon, everybody on the streets finding solace in the sheltered stores. The rain pounded heavily against the shop roof, signages swinging dangerously in the wind. You kept your umbrella and walked into the store. Wood, scented candles, and dim lighting gave off a homey yet exciting feel. You looked out the window, knowing that the rain won’t be stopping anytime soon.
As you walked deeper into the bookstore, you observe the many books lined up on the shelves, each one of them whispering stories and knowledge waiting to be discovered. The store was so full that there were books piled up on the floor. Normally, you would be ticked off by having such valuable items being so casually strewn. But surprisingly this time, you weren’t.
The books were placed in an organized and artistic manner that you didn’t mind. They were in some cases, ensuring that nobody would kick them down. Couches with fluffy pillows and coffee tables with more books caught your attention.
Is this a library? Didn’t seem like it. Perhaps it was a library-bookstore. The thought itself was quite laughable.
Your fingers skimmed the spine of the books on the shelves, letting them guide you through. Lost in the world of literary treasures, you found yourself drawn to the philosophy section. As you pursued one of the titles, a voice, rich with warmth and intellect, reached your ears.
“You have good taste in books.” The voice said.
You turned around to see a tall man, adorning a pair of spectacles.
“Hello,” The man stuck out his hand. “I’m Namjoon. Don’t think I’ve seen you around here before.”
You took his hand in yours and shook it. The size difference was hilarious. The entire of his hand engulfed yours, leaving nearly none of yours in sight. You knew if he wanted to, he could crush you in a minute.
A blush crept up your cheeks as you replied, “Ah, I’m Y/N. I’ve never come in here before. Just avoiding the storm today. I usually buy coffee from the opposite but you guys are not open then.”
Namjoon pushed his spectacles up the bridge of his nose. “Oh, then you must be the pretty lady Mikaela keeps talking about. She won’t keep it down every time.” He laughed, sounding so baritone and soothing. “How’d you know this is my shop?”
Oh, you hadn’t.
“Well, you just confirmed my suspicions, no?” You replied to him with a smirk, eyes gleaming with mischief.
Namjoon bellowed out. “Well, yeah.” He turned to the book you picked out. “Like philosophy?”
“I’ve always been fascinated by the power of words and the wisdom they hold.”
Namjoon’s eyes sparkled with understanding. “I feel the same way. Words have the ability to shape our thoughts and emotions, going beyond time and space. It is like a never-ending journey.”
At that moment, you knew you found a new friend. The connection between the both of you was built by the shared appreciation for the beauty and depth of language. A bond that went beyond mere attraction, rooted in the desire to understand and be understood.
As days turned to weeks, you found yourself going over every few days, engrossed in conversations with Namjoon that spanned various topics. From philosophy, arts, and science to engineering and business, to everything and anything. Each discussion felt like you had plummeted into a whole new world, wandering through the vast landscapes of knowledge and imagination.
When Namjoon talks, you listen, absorbing all the information he provides you with. And when you talk, Namjoon listens, eyes shining with curiosity and intellect. He encouraged your thoughts, offering insights that expanded your understanding. In his presence, you feel a sense of intellectual stimulation and a deeper desire to delve deeper into the mysteries of the world.
Soon, the both of you started spending late nights under the glow of the moonlight, books safely tucked away. Lost to conversations that danced between the tangible and abstract, the boundaries of time seemed to blur as the both of you explored the realms of existence - pondering on the complexities of life and the universe.
It was in these little moments that you discovered a profound connection - missing puzzle pieces finally coming together. It was a journey of self-discovery guided by Namjoon’s wisdom and introspection.
One evening, as the both of you sat under the stars that painted the night sky, Namjoon turned to you, voice filled with sincerity. “Your thirst for knowledge and understanding inspires me to always be the best version of myself. You never fail to amaze and you have never given up even when times got tough.”
You blushed as your heart filled with affection as you replied, “And you, Namjoon, have a way to light up even in the darkest times. Your wisdom has opened my eyes to so many new perspectives and allowed me to be more like myself.”
Namjoon’s hand reached out, shakily cupping your cheek. “Wandering the word and seeking knowledge and truth would mean nothing without you. If you would let me, let’s find solace and inspiration in each other.”
With a light smile on your face, you leaned into his touch, feeling a profound sense of belonging. In Namjoon’s embrace, you discover a love that fits right into the puzzles of you and him. It was more than conventional romance - it was a piece that sparks intellectual growth and mutual respect.
As the night deepened, you found yourself entwined in each other’s arms, the world around faded into insignificance. In the quiet embrace, you felt a unity of minds and souls - the pens of thoughts and emotions finally writing down the story of a lifetime.
With every beat of your heart, you know that your connection with Namjoon will be a never-ending exploration - a journey of shared wisdom, endless conversations, and the unwavering pursuit of knowledge.
In his presence, you have finally found a partner who understood the wanderlust of your mind - a companion who embraced the beauty of words and their profound meanings.
As you lay intertwined with Namjoon, you revelled in the joy of finding a love that spreads beyond the boundaries of time and space - a love that would forever wander the realms of intellectual curiosity and heartfelt understanding.
Under the Light of the ARMY Bomb | KNJ
Pair: Namjoon x idol reader
Summary: Surprising your long-distance boyfriend as a singer has its perks. But when an unexpected double surprise came for ARMY’s in the stadium that day, it was the absolute highlight of the event.
Genre: Pure tooth-rotting fluff, idol reader, idol Namjoon, established relationship au
WC: 1189
If you are ARMY, regardless of whether you have attended BTS concerts in person or virtually or even if you were just watching through clips, you know the exhilarating energy that they possess. Together with that, ARMY’s cheers and sing-alongs make the environment a thoroughly different environment.
Today marks the last day of the world tour for BTS and they were performing at the Seoul Olympic Stadium. Even standing outside, you were already alight with energy, a sea of ARMY’s waving their light sticks and singing along to the electrifying performance on stage. From the little slit along the stages, you saw Namjoon commanding the stage with his powerful presence, leading his members with equal amounts of charisma.
Every time, you would be part of the audience - a part of ARMY. But today will be unlike any other. Today, you had fully intended to join them on stage and give Namjoon the fright of his life.
Amidst the crowd, you were hiding in plain sight. With your own fandom and performances, it was rare to find a moment of spare time where the both of you could just enjoy each other’s presence without the worry of the future. It has been four years since the both of you have come out to the public about your relationship. Saying that there were no hard times would be a big fat lie.
You got threats on threats, making you constantly fear for your life. But there was also a section of ARMY and your own fan base that gave a positive output. You had changed your energy from them and did your best for them. You were glad that over time, people also grew accustomed to the fact that the both of you were dating. Not to say that there were no haters but just… lesser than before.
When you found out that your precious boyfriend and his brothers were performing in Seoul, you couldn't resist the temptation of surprising him. Of course, you had told his members and talked to the company and their managers, ensuring that it was indeed okay for the surprise to happen. Arranging the preparation with the help of BTS’s management, it was still a challenge to keep your presence a secret from your boyfriend. The boys were not the best at keeping secrets from Joon and his sharp eyes just seemed to see everything. And your resistance was diminishing by each second when you see your boyfriend performing, hot as shit and cursing his way through.
But it was all part of the thrill.
As the concert reached its peak and the vocal line was performing ‘Dimple’, you slinked backstage with the rest of the dancers, heart thumping with anticipation. The crowd was in a frenzy and this was the perfect moment.
Joining the line of backup dancers as they got onto the stage, shrouded in a hoodie and a cap, the spotlight was completely focused on the vocal line, allowing you a few seconds to prepare.
As they got to the chorus, you stepped forward, voice steady and heart full of love and excitement. The vocal line continued singing with you, harmonising their voices with yours with ease. In the background, ARMY’S cheers increased in volume as the ARMY bombs went crazy, but all you could see was Namjoon’s surprised expression. It took a moment for the realisation to set in that you were actually here. The wide smile that adorned his lips made your heart explode.
All that waiting was worth it.
It was unforgettable.
You and the boys continued performing, having the best time teasing their leader during the remainder of the song. As you faced ARMY and waved your own ARMY bomb, you could feel Namjoon’s eyes on you the whole time. But he couldn’t seem to take them off of you as the crowd erupted into cheers and applause as you bowed to them. Your presence on the stage was unexpected and everybody was living off it - including him. It was the best surprise that he could have ever asked for.
When the song ended, Namjoon ran out from backstage, clumsily tripping over himself. As he stepped forward, his hands trembled uncontrollably when he held your own. The rest of the boys were rowdy behind the both of you, shouting and teasing, revelling in the romantic surprise unfolding before their eyes. But all of that turns into the background when Namjoon looks into your eyes. All he could see… was you.
The crowd quickly hushed as Namjoon spoke, his voice thick with emotion. “Y/N, what an announcement spoiler you are.” He laughed. “From the moment we met, from the days we spent together to the nights after every concert and phone call, I’ve always been thinking about it. You brought so much light into my life, to the rest of the boys, and to ARMY. I wanted to tell you when we decided to go on that date two days later but after this surprise, I can’t think of a better time to ask than now.”
The crowd went crazy and then went silent again.
Tears welled in your eyes as your heart rate rose to a dangerous level just thinking of the possibility of -
“I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to wake up every day with you by my side and go to sleep every night with you in my arms.” Namjoon kneeled down on one knee, an open ring box in one hand and a microphone in the other. “Will you marry me? Can you take this clumsy, absolutely hopeless kitchen man in?”
The stadium fell into absolute silence, the air tense with anticipation.
But you didn’t hesitate. There were so many things you wanted to say but the words caught in your throat. Your mind was moving miles per second but all you could say was, “Yes! Yes, oh my gosh Namjoon, yes!”
The stadium erupted in applause and maybe you were just high from the adrenaline, but you swore that even the ground was shaking. But it was because of the cheers from the crowd and the ecstatic reactions of the rest of the members that made the moment even more unforgettable. Namjoon slipped the ring onto your finger, sealing the promise of a lifetime together. Namjoon’s hand cupped the back of your neck and brought you in for a heated kiss.
You prepared a surprise for him but got a larger surprise instead. You knew that you were going to forever be teased on this by the boys but you couldn't bring yourself to care. It was you and Namjoon - against the world.
As the concert continued, the atmosphere was even more electric. The unexpected love and joy in the air was palpable and your surprise appearance and engagement became the highlight of the night. Namjoon’s confession of love in front of thousands of fans marked a clear, new beginning - not just for you as a couple but for BTS and their dedicated ARMY as well.
It was a night of music, love, and memories that none would forget.
to my other favorite virgo
namu happy 30th
i love you to the moon and back
i miss u so much
and i can’t wait to have you back home
see you next year !! ♡
If Malik was in YGO ss0, he would be that mysterious friend who has a hidden identity.
Physical compensation
This is my first time writing fanfiction ('cause writing on Wattpad at twelve years old doesn't count, right?) so take it easy on me, pls. Also, wanted to point out that English is not my first language, you are most likely going to find thousands of grammar errors here, I apologize.
Pairing: Taehyung x OC
Summary: Taehyung and Florence spend some quality time together before meeting Jimin and Gabin.
Word Count: 1696
Warnings: Smut, oral sex, voyeurism, intercourse, creampie, aftercare
OoOo (오넷) - Closer
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Florence checked her reflection on the mirror before opening the door to Taehyung. He smiled at her. It had been a week since they last saw each other and her heart raced at the sight of him as if that was their first date.
“Hey, you!” Tae said, wrapped in Len's arms. "I didn't expect such an effusive greeting" he continued, bending down a little to press his lips against hers.
"It's. Been. A. Week. Since. I. Last. Saw. You" Len explained, giving him a peck after each word. “Besides, I'm going to meet your best friend and his girlfriend for the first time. I’m freaking out, ok? Anxiety does weird things to me”.
"Waaa, Len-ah! You should have told me before that getting nervous would make you throw yourself into my arms and kiss me so much" He said speaking in satoori.
Florence punched him on the arm jokingly and pulled him into the apartment, not even letting him take off his shoes. Determined to spend some quality time alone, Taehyung had arranged to meet Jimin and his girlfriend Gabin an hour later. There was no denying that he had missed her. Much. But his trip to Japan with the members had been great, even ARMY commented on how happy he looked lately.
“How did it go?” Florence asked, guiding him toward the small sofa.
"Great. But I already told you that." Taehyung replied, taking off his shoes. "How was your presentation?"
"Well... Amazingly well actually" She said straightening her back. Strands of her long, wavy brown hair fell forward as she placed her arms between her crossed legs to lean toward him."Sunbae is delighted with my idea. Any day now, my banner and my - well our - slogan will be everywhere, I feel it."
"It's all yours," Taehyung muttered, gently tucking Len's hair behind her ear. "The slogan, I mean"
The girl smiled. They hadn't been together for too long, yet she felt closer to Taehyung than she had ever felt with any of her ex-boyfriends. They hadn't even said "I love you" to each other. Florence could have told him, she had fallen in love with him quickly and passionately —like all artists do or at least that’s what her mother would have told her — but she had decided to wait until she was completely sure and that it was not a temporary infatuation.
It wasn’t.
Taehyun looked at her as she looped one leg over his, sitting on his lap. "What a relief" she said slowly. "I couldn't have paid you the royalties".
"Lucky you," Tae replied, dragging his hands from her knees to her waist. "However, I wouldn’t object some physical compensation"
“I see”
Their lips met, Len moved her lips slowly against Taehyung's, in the same rhythm as her hips rocked back and forth brushing their crotches.
“Bed” She murmured, getting up from his lap. Her room was only separated from the living room / kitchen by a small white bookcase that wanted to give the feeling of separation between those spaces.
Len went to the desk in front of the bed, and left her phone there playing some soft and sensual music. Taehyung came closer, as she set it up. Resting his lips on the girl's neck and the tip of his nose brushing her earlobe.
"So pretty," he said running his hands from her shoulders to her collarbones and down, between her breasts. "So fucking sexy" he continued as he cupped them on his big hands.
Florence took a step to the side, exposing the two of them in front of the mirror that covered the small space between the corner of the room and the window. It hadn't taken her long to realize that Taehyung liked being able to see what he was doing to her, almost as if he was watching an erotic movie. And she couldn't lie, being able to see made her even more horny.
"What do we have here" his voice deep and slow as he unfastened the buttons of her crop top and lower the cups of her bra, leaving her breasts exposed beautifully held by the piece of clothing.
“Whatever you want, I can make it happen” Taehyung sang completely covering the sweet and slow voice of the singer.
His hands roamed her breasts, stroking them, squeezing them, playing with her nipples. Florence closed her eyes, feeling the tips of his fingers. His lips found her neck again, leaving little wet kisses. Her skin got goose bump, feeling his lips, his breath... She moaned and pulled her arms back, combing his now long black hair.
“You wanted physical compensation, didn't you?” Florence said before guiding Taehyung's head towards her and bringing their lips together.
He pulled away for a moment, fixing his big dark eyes on her. "I thought that was what I was getting right now" he said with a smirk.
Florence smirked back at him and pushed herself away from his body. "Not at all," she replied, making Taehyung take a few steps back, "Just games". The back of his knees hit the bed and Taehyung flopped down on it.
“Just games?”
She leaned down and brought their lips together again. "Yup, just games."
Florence knelt in front of him, slowly. His bulge was visible through his black pants. Her mouth watered, it had been too long and Len longed to be able to please Taehyung with her mouth. It wasn't often that he let her take the lead, which she didn't care too much about, but when her mouth was on him... she just loved having total control over him, make him feel good.
Her hands stroked from his knees to the inside of his thighs, almost touching his bulge. Taehyung gasped, following the girl's hands with his gaze. Her index finger ran up his crotch agonizingly slow. He moved looking for more contact.
"Stay still, Taehyung-ah" Len said moving her hand away. Their eyes met and she lowered her head, still with her eyes on him, and kissed him over his pants. "I'll have to stop if you move".
He didn't say anything, but threw his head back, trying to control himself. Florence's hands soon found the button on his pants and she pulled them off along with his underwear. His cock broke free, hitting his toned abdomen to lend towards her right after at the height of her mouth.
"What do we have here" She repeated what he had said to her earlier. “I've really missed your cock”
He grabbed a pillow from the bed to put under her knees so she could be comfortable. Once in a good position, Florence reached up into his lap and started to jack him off.
“Fuck, Len”
Her mouth started to leave a little kiss trail on the inner part of Taehyung's thighs, getting closer and closer to his balls. When she was close enough she put one in her mouth, sucking and playing with it with her tongue. He pushed her hair out of her face so he could see what she was doing to him and groaned. Then she switched to the other one, still stroking his cock.
“God, babe. You feel so fucking good!”
His eyes half closed, his mouth parted, the blush on his cheeks. Florence could feel how turned on he was, yet he was able to speak too much still. Starting at the root, Len worked her way up to the sensitive underside of his cock, right under the head. She gave that area some licks and then teased him a bit with some long slow licks up and down the shaft.
“Babe… Oh, babe please”
"Don't wanna play?" Florence said with her lips resting on the head of his cock. "You just want me to fuck you with my mouth?"
"Please"
She put her lips around the whole head of his cock and started to gently suck him off. She had always liked giving blowjobs, she felt so powerful and desirable. Taehyung seemed to particularly like them and that motivated her even more. He groaned loudly and began to move his hips up and down as Florence lowered her mouth over his cock, getting it deep inside her mouth.
“I want to fuck you, oh… babe”
Len pulled his length out of her mouth and gave him one last lick looking into his eyes. Taehyung picked her up by her armpits and laid her on the bed. They kissed sloppily, before he kisses down her body to the waistband of her denim skirt.
He pulled her skirt up to her waist and pulled her tights off along with her thong.
“So pretty” He murmured, stroking her warm and wet pussy with his fingers. “Did sucking me off get you this horny, love? I would slide right in, and I haven't even touched you that much”
“Fuck me then”
Taehyung lowered himself and sucked her clit a couple of times as he fingered her before he positioned himself in front of her entrance.
“How do you want it?”
"Rough. Be rough, Tae. Make me cum"
He slid into her with a push, they both moaned and brought their lips together. Strands of saliva linked them each time their mouths parted to see the point where their bodies met.
"Look how I bury myself inside you" moaned Taehyung "You're so wet".
He kept moving inside her, brushing her sweet spot with the head of his cock every time he slid inside her. Florence moaned and began to move her hips, very close to orgasm.
"I'm going to come, baby" she said against his lips. "Please touch me, make me come".
Taehyung rubbed her clit eagerly, feeling himself closer and closer to his orgasm.
"Come for me, babe. Clench around me".
"Taehyung!" she moaned loudly.
Taehyung hide his head in the crook of her neck as he fell her clench around him. Unable to stop himself, he cum sharply inside her with her still shaking from her own orgasm.
“We should get going" Florence said after a long kiss.
"Yeah" he muttered. "I clean you up"
The museum
This is my first time writing fanfiction ('cause writing on Wattpad at twelve years old doesn't count, right?) so take it easy on me, pls. Also, wanted to point out that English is not my first language, you are most likely going to find thousands of grammar errors here, I apologize.
You can find the rest of Rm's headcanon universe fics here. And my Masterlist here.
Pairing: Namjoon x OC
Summary: After two years Namjoon and Nabi meet again, this time in Seoul.
Word Count: 928
Warnings: None
2 years later…
Namjoon entered the next room. This was filled with works of his favorite abstract painter. The blue, withe and brown colors gave him a gratifying sense of peace.
It was the first week after the world tour that he had done with the other members. He had loved every second, but it felt good to be back home. And it was even better when he could have a little free time and visit different places without having to worry about his busy schedule.
He found a painting in the corner of the room especially interesting. The colors of this one, unlike the others, were bright. Red, orange, yellow... it looked like a sea of leaves on a windy day. In wonder, he stared at it for a long time. So much so that he only heard the steps and the voice of a woman when a group of people entered the room.
"... with his work he wanted to materialize his deep depression and relate it to the seasons of the year. For this reason we can see many of them in blue and ..."
Namjoon turned abruptly when he recognized the voice. Two years had passed and still he could remember that girl. Her appearance was exotic, she didn’t look white but didn’t look Asian either. Her hair was much shorter than the last time he had seen her and it had been dyed a silver color that gave her a modern yet elegant touch. Despite being far away, Namjoon could see her big round hazel eyes and full lips, half covered by the head mic.
The group of North European women and men listened attentively throughout the explanation before beginning to pace the room. Namjoon wondered if he should approach her, the last time he had seen her she had shot out of the restaurant loaded with garbage bags, trying to avoid him. The sexual tension had been there, of that he was sure. They had shared some of the best sex of his life despite having been fast and in the bathroom of a restaurant. In addition, he had been completely captivated by her way of speaking. She spoke to the members so confidently, so full of knowledge, that Namjoon couldn't help but feel a connection to her.
"Fuck it," he told himself.
With his hands in the pockets of his overolls Namjoon walked over to her.
Nabi felt someone behind her and turned before that person could say anything.
"Yes sir?" She said seconds before her eyes met the young man's.
"Hello" said Namjoon.
The girl's eyes widened in complete surprise. Namjoon realized that he had held his breath, if she hadn't remembered him he would have felt like an idiot.
"Hello"
"Do you work here now?" He asked, trying to start a conversation.
Nabi looked at him for a long time. She couldn't believe it. It had been a long time and what they had shared had been fleeting, but she remembered it very well. In fact trying to forget it would have been stupid, since she had moved to Seoul, a year and a half ago, there was not a day that the faces of the BTS boys did not appear on some poster or screen on her way to the museum.
"Ah, yes" Nabi replied with a slight shake of her head. "Painting has always fascinated me more than playing to guess the famous person by their nose" she joked referring to one of the games they had played in the show where they met.
"I don't blame you, I think the same myself"
The girl smiled and Namjoon smiled back at her. It felt good to be able to talk to her. He had thought of Nabi more times than he wanted to admit, the boys had even joked about his supposed crush on her every time he lost himself in thought for a long time.
Namjoon was not someone who believed in fate, however, the fact that they had met again made him think that it had some meaning.
"Fuck it" he thought again.
"Nabi, I ..."
An older woman interrupted him, patting the girl on the back.
"Excuse me Miss, where is the toilet?”
"Oh, from here it's a bit tricky" Nabi said. "I show you the way".
Namjoon pursed his lips and tipped his head back. Both women walked away, after Nabi asked him to wait a moment. Frustrated, he stayed where he was, rocking back and forth until he saw her enter again.
“Hopefully she’ll be able to fine the way back” Nabi commented, pinning her hair behind her ear. "What were you saying?"
Namjoon shook his head trying to find the right words. "Would you like to go have a coffee?"
"That would be nice"
"Today?"
"Not on Mondays or Wednesdays" she denied making a face. "I can give you my number, any other day I would be happy to go"
Namjoon pulled his phone out of the back pocket of his overalls and offered it to the girl who quickly typed in her phone number.
"Tomorrow?" He tried again, hoping he didn't sound desperate.
Nabi looked surprised for a moment, but replied "Tomorrow sounds good."
"Then I'll come get you, if it sounds good"
"I'll see you tomorrow at six, then" Nabi said smiling. "I usually use the back exit, it's probably more convenient for you. The main street gets crowded during the sharp hours" she continued, taking a few steps back. "We should get going now".
"Okay. See you tomorrow."
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what a pity :( that i can only imagine how warm a hug namjoon gives..........
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