It's around 10am the next day after Namjoon video called you. He's been up since 6am, running around the venue and talking with the staff. He's currently in Busan getting ready for another interview with Yoongi and Jungkook.

For the first time today they finally have a 30-minute break to eat. The staff had ordered them some kimchi fried rice and they're eating it together on the floor in the dressing room.

"So how're things with [Y/N]?" Yoongi asks, taking a bite of his kimchi fried rice.

Namjoon shrugs nonchalantly. "We're good."

"Oh come on hyung," Jungkook complains, "I'm the only one who hasn't met her. Tell me how it's going."

"Yeah, come on Namjoon," Yoongi chuckles, "we know it must be going pretty well because of how you've been acting lately."

He looks up at Yoongi in confusion. "How have I been acting lately?"

"I don't know how to explain it," he starts. "You just seem like you're back to the relaxed and content Namjoon I know."

Namjoon stares down at his food before answering. "Okay we're actually really good," he says. "Like scary good. I called her last night."

"How'd that go?" Jungkook asks with a big grin on his face.

"I was worried she was angry at me for not having much time to contact her..." he trails off, nudging his fried rice with his chopsticks.

"Was she?"

"No," he sighs. "She told me she missed me and that me doing what I love makes her just as happy as her sleeping next to me." Namjoon's cheeks start to heat up as he says it out loud.

"It's just weird," he continues anyway. "Hae-Ran either would've guilt tripped me or yelled at me for ten minutes straight."

"You can't compare her to Hae-Ran, hyung."

"I know," he frowns. "It's just hard not to sometimes. And it's not so much that I compare them, but I think I had just gotten so used to one reaction every time, I started to expect anyone I'm with to react a certain way."

"You've been conditioned to think that way," Yoongi nods. "It won't last forever though. You'll eventually get used to things being different."

"I hope so," he mumbles.

"Do you like her?" Jungkook asks, his doe eyes almost piercing into Namjoon's head.

He looks back down at his food, still stirring it around but not eating it.

"I kissed her," he finally says, avoiding their eyes.

Yoongi's brows shoot up in surprise while Jungkook's rice almost falls out of his mouth.

"And how was that?" Yoongi asks softly.

"It..." Namjoon pauses and sets his chopsticks down to place his elbows on his knees. "It was amazing. I felt like a teenager having my first kiss all over again." He buries his face in his hands from embarrassment, his ears turning a new shade of red.

"I guess there's your answer, Jungkook," Yoongi chuckles.

"Hyung, why are you so cute? Huh?" Jungkook asks, almost sounding annoyed. "Stop being cute. You're giving me heart palpitations."

Namjoon throws his head back and laughs.

"I'm not ready for anything other than what we have now though," he exhales.

"From what I've heard, [Y/N] doesn't seem to be in any rush either," Yoongi shrugs. "I haven't had much contact with her but Taehyung calls me every 30 minutes and updates me whether I ask or not."

"Hey guys," a familiar voice shouts from the door. "The late show got canceled so if we finish up soon we might be able to make it back to Seoul tonight."

"Really PD-nim?!" Jungkook jumps up to his feet.

"Yes," he laughs. "Now hurry up and finish eating, let's power through this thing."

"I think it's cute that he wants you to stay at his place when he's gone," Nanami giggles as she takes a sip of her mojito.

"Don't get me wrong," you sigh, "it's fucking adorable but it's weird without him there. And the smell..."

"Does his place stink?" she asks.

"No..." you pause, "it smells like him, and I..." you bury your hands into your face as your cheeks get red.

"Do you seriously get horny just by his smell?!" Nanami exclaims, causing a few people to look at her funny.

"Bitch," you say through gritted teeth, "keep your voice down."

You and Nanami are at a bar just 10-15 minutes away from Namjoon's place. He had asked — well basically begged — you to stay at his place again tonight.

"But yes," you groan. "It's killing me, Nans. He's hardly even touched me. Hell, we barely had our first kiss just last weekend. I know he wants to move slowly but fuck this is torture."

"Wish I could say the same," Nanami smirks. "While you're alone and horny in Namjoon's bed I'll be folded over like a lawn chair getting railed by Jimin."

"Christ, why do you have to be so specific?" you grimace. "What's the deal with you two anyways?"

"We're fuck buddies I guess," she shrugs. "We haven't really talked about it. He's really busy so we usually just meet up for sex, which is fine by me."

Nanami acts indifferent about it, but you can tell she's still hurting from what Chul did. She's probably not ready to date, and it doesn't seem like Jimin is either. Sounds like friends with benefits is the perfect situation for the both of them right now.

"Well, enjoy your back blowing session for the both of us," you whine, taking a swig of your vodka cranberry. "At this rate I'm destined to be celibate."

"Why don't you just fuck someone else?" Nanami asks.

You choke on the ice cube in your mouth. "Fuck someon- what?"

Nanami rolls her eyes. "He's not your boyfriend, right?"

"Well, no..." you trail off.

"And he's the one who told you there's nothing between you two, right?"

"Yeah..." you frown.

"Then why the fuck is it a problem?" She asks in all seriousness.

You stare into your cocktail, trying to process her words.

"I mean, things have kinda happened between us since then," you mumble.

"Look," Nanami says, adjusting herself upright. "I like Namjoon. I can tell he makes you happy, whether that's as a fan or something more," she pauses to take a sip of her drink. "But he's the one keeping you at arms length. He's the one too busy to text you. He's the one refusing to commit. Are you supposed to wait around wasting your youth on him?"

Nanami's words come across cold and condescending, but she's actually just worried about you. She's worried you're waiting for someone who won't ever be ready for you, and no one wants to watch their best friend suffer through that.

You groan into your palms. "I don't know Nans. I don't know if I could do it. He would be so angry. He doesn't even like it when I dance with a guy, let alone sleep with one."

"Then that's his problem," she shrugs. "He can't expect girlfriend behavior from someone who's not his girlfriend. Plus you wouldn't have to tell him."

You silently stir your drink with a pout. It's true that you're not his girlfriend, and you really don't even know where you stand with him as a woman. But there's something about the idea that doesn't sit right with you. You're finally starting to make progress with Namjoon and being horny is not a reason to throw that away.

"You don't have to make any decisions right now," Nanami says softly, grabbing your hand. "I just don't want to see you get hurt is all. You haven't said it out loud but I know you really like him."

You look up into her eyes and all you see is genuine concern, putting a smile on your face.

"Thank you Nans," you squeeze her hand back. "I'll think about it."

Nanami's phone lights up next to her with a text from Jimin.

"My booty call is ready," she grins. "Let's go."

It's around 9:30pm when the two of you start making your way towards the giant skyrise, walking hand-in-hand, chatting and laughing the whole way there. You eventually bid farewell to your adorable best friend and make your way towards Namjoon's door.

You enter into the same room you left this morning, letting out a long sigh as you take your shoes off and plop your purse onto the island. You change into your pajamas and do your nightly routine, which usually just consists of some skin care treatment and brushing your teeth.

You walk into Namjoon's room and stare down for a moment.

"Fuck this," you mumble. "I'm not wearing pants. This is my place tonight."

You throw your pajama bottoms to the side and crawl into bed with just your crop top and thong, letting out a long exhale as you feel the silk sheets against your ass and legs.

Yes, this is exactly what I needed.

You check your phone, slightly annoyed that Namjoon hasn't reached out since he'd said he wanted to see you. You still have no idea when he'll be back.

"Whatever," you huff as you roll onto your side, leaving the lamp on. You try not to bury your face too far into the pillow since you don't want to have another horny attack.

It takes a little bit but finally around 11ish you're able to drift into sleep.

Namjoon steps off the platform and looks down at his watch. 12:27am; his new driver is already waiting for him as he exits the private gates.

It's around 1am when he finally reaches his apartment. He wearily bows to the security guard as he passes through before heading up the elevator.

He opens his door and lets out a sigh of relief seeing your stuff on the island countertop. He hadn't confirmed with you if you'd made it or not.

Before heading towards the guest shower to avoid waking you up, he peeks his head into the room to find you swallowed up in his comforter like a caterpillar, sound asleep.

He smiles at the sight and an uncomfortable warmth spreads through his chest. He's hoping the feeling doesn't stay uncomfortable for too long, as he slowly tries to let his walls down for you.

He takes a quick shower on the other side of the apartment before returning to you. Creaking the door open, he's stopped in his tracks as his breath hitches into his throat.

You're still in his bed, sound asleep but you've changed positions. You're no longer fully covered under the blanket wrapped up in a cocoon. You're lying on your stomach, hands under your pillow while your left leg is out from under the covers, knee bent slightly upwards.

This wouldn't be such a problem if you weren't only in a crop top and thong.

Namjoon is frozen in place for a moment, unable to tear his eyes away from your ass. In his defense, it really is a sight to see. The way your body is positioned leaves a slight arch in your back, making your ass stick out a little more than it normally would.

He finally snaps back to reality as you shift a little. He looks towards his bookshelf, trying to calm himself down.

It's just an ass, Kim Namjoon, stop acting like a virgin. He thinks to himself.

But it's not just any ass. It's yours. The girl who's been slowly tearing down all the walls he's built over the years. The girl who's made him feel things he thought he'd never be able to again. The girl who patiently waits for him even when he pushes her away.

After taking a couple deep breaths Namjoon finally makes his way over to the bed, trying to slide under the comforter without waking you up. Unfortunately for him, he's unsuccessful as he hears you groan, slowly opening your eyes to look at him.

Your turn on your side to face him, slowly blinking at him, still half asleep. Namjoon hasn't fully laid down yet, slightly sitting up, smiling at you and stroking your hair.

"Hey baby," he says. "Go back to sleep."

"This is a nice dream," you mumble with a smile.

"This isn't a dream," he chuckles. "I came ba-"

He's cut off as you grab the back of his neck, pulling him towards you to crash his lips onto yours. His right hand hits the mattress on the other side of you to stop himself from crushing you with his weight.

He's frozen in shock as you pull away just slightly.

"I missed you," you whimper, almost sounding like a cry.

Namjoon pauses for exactly 2.7 seconds before crashing his lips back into yours, but this time the kiss is much, much deeper. Your lips part slightly as he slips his tongue into your mouth, sending shivers through your half-asleep body.

You moan into his mouth as he shifts his body weight back onto his left side, allowing his right hand to roam up your back and then down to your hip, gripping you as he kisses you deeper. You slip your tongue into his mouth as you move your hand from his neck down to his lower back to pull his body closer to yours, lifting your leg up to press your lower half against his.

He pulls back from the kiss and hangs his head next to your ear to catch his breath. "Fuck, [Y/N]," he exhales.

Hearing your name finally snaps you awake.

He feels you freeze against him and snickers, pulling himself back to see your face.

"You finally awake?" He grins.

Namjoon almost crashes his lips against yours all over again because of how cute you look right now — eyes wide, hair messy, lips swollen from his mouth. Your hand slowly covers your mouth in shock as your face turns a darker shade of red each second.

"O-oh my god," you tremble. "I'm so sorry."

His head leans back as he laughs. "Why are you apologizing? It didn't bother me one bit," he smiles, leaning in to kiss your forehead.

"But it is 1:30am and I haven't slept in 5 nights," he says as leans back to lie down, pulling you with him. "So come here and cuddle me." He flops onto his back as he drags your arm over his torso to have you lean into him.

You're still frozen, embarrassed beyond belief, but it doesn't take long for you to relax against him as he starts telling you all about his trip.

Only five minutes into his storytelling, you hear his adorable snoring begin. It doesn't take long after that for you to slowly drift to sleep after him.

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: Chappy 19 ~

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