Secrets [NAMJIN]

23

Namjoon sat in the cafe writing his manuscript and sipping his coffee now and then. In the three days, Seokjin had sent many gifts to him. Ranging from a bouquet to expensive watch and action figures for Eunha. After a while, a man sat opposite him. Namjoon looked up and smiled, "Ah, hyung. How are you?"

Yoongi smiled, "I am fine. I just came here because Jin hyung sent this for you."

Namjoon sighed, "Another gift?"

Yoongi chuckled, "Oh no, it's not a gift."

Namjoon raised his eyebrow and looked down. It was a blue envelope. He took it and opened it. There was a note in it. No, it was some kind of invitation.

Mr Kim Namjoon

I invite you and Kim Eunha to celebrate your New Years' eve with me. A car would pick you up from your home at 6 in the evening.

I hope you can make it.

Yours only,

Jin hyung.

Namjoon smiled brightly as he folded the card neatly and placed it back in the envelope. He turned to Yoongi, "Tell him we will be there."

Yoongi nodded and smiled, giving a gummy smile, "Great! I'll leave then. I have work to do."

Namjoon nodded. As Yoongi got up, he spoke again, "Hyung!"

"Huh?"

"Thank you."

Yoongi smiled, nodded and left the cafe.

The cafe was almost empty. Maybe because it was a busy day. Or maybe because everyone was with their family, enjoying the holidays. Namjoon sighed and got back to his work.

Half an hour later, a man came and sat in front of him again. Namjoon looked up and was shocked, "Why are you here?"

"Nice way to say hello." The man smirked.

Namjoon scoffed, "You don't deserve a hello."

The man rolled his eyes, "I don't have the whole day like you, Kim. Let's get to the point."

Namjoon nodded, "What do you want, Mr Kim?"

Mr Kim smiled, evilly, "Now you ask the right question. I want my son."

Namjoon chuckled, "You lost your son the day you threatened him to kill me and our daughter."

Mr Kim smirked, "And I'll do it again if I have to."

Namjoon looked at him in confusion, "What do you mean."

"Your daughter is going back to your house from her friend's house with your manager Kim Sejin, isn't she?" Mr Kim sat back and crossed his leg on the other. "She may not reach home if you don't leave my son alone."

Namjoon frantically took his phone out and called Eunha, "Hello?"

Hi, dad.

Namjon looked at Mr Kim, "Where are you?"

I was at Yerin's. I am going back home."

Namjoon's eyes turned from worry to pure hatred as he looked at Mr Kim, "Okay, call me as you reach home, okay Princess?"

Okay.

Mr Kim sighed, "You are intelligent. I thought I had to warn you not to tell her anything. But I think you know what to do." Namjoon was typing something on his laptop which made Mr Kim impatient, "Why are you ignoring me?"

Namjoon chuckled, "I was typing a villain's dialogue. You will like it. It is inspired by you."

Mr Kim growled at him, "Do you think it is a joke?"

Namjoon smiled and picked his phone again. He called someone and put the phone on the speaker. "Hey, Jjin hyung."

Hey Joonie. Did you get my invite?"

Namjoon smiled, "Of course I did. We will come there. I wanted to tell you something important."

What is it?

Namjoon's cheek had a light blush, "I thought about your proposal. I will get back with you. We will give Eunha the family she wants and I will get the Seokjin hyung I want."

Oh my god, Joonie! I am so happy. This makes our new years' eve so much special. I'll make sure it is special for both of you. I love you.

Namjoon sighed, "I love you too, hyung" He cut the call and smirked at Mr Kim.

Mr Kim laughed loudly, "You will regret it." He called someone, "Kill the girl."

Namjoon and Mr Kim sat in silence for five minutes before Namjoon's phone rang. He picked it up and put it on the speaker.

Dad! I am at home. I reached safely. Come home soon.

Namjoon smirked, "I'll be there soon, princess. Make sure you eat your lunch."

Okay, bye. I love you.

"I love you too, princess." Namjoon cut the call and looked at Mr Kim, leaning back in the chair, "So, you were saying?"

Mr Kim's face was red due to anger. He put his fist on the table, "I am not dependent on anyone for where I am today. I can do it myself."

Namjoon scoffed, "Of course, no one is responsible for where you are today. No one can be this inhuman."

Mr Kim smirked and took a remote out. He clicked a button. They sat there for some time and then Mr Kim called a waiter, "Can you put the news channel on, please?"

The waiter nodded and turned the channel to the news.

"... explosion in the house took place 15 minutes ago. According to the sources, the reason for the fire is a short circuit. It can be something else, but for now, the results are not out. The house belongs to the famous writer, Kim Namjoon..."

Everything else became a background sound for Namjoon. "Eunha..."