dancing cold~

dust

After a quick tour of his place, they headed to a room slightly down the hall from namjoon's room.

He cracked the door open, a light smell of dust crept in. Namjoon sighed as he hadn't been in that room for months now.

Both step inside looking at the lightly dusty furniture. A black bed with a purple blanket presented itself. A tall shelf to the left, holding many different decorations. The right side holding a mirrored closet door. Next to it held another door this time just plain black a gold handle matching.

Up on the wall a huge TV hung. A black dresser right beneath, this time, the top being completely empty. Fairy lights and a huge glass chandelier hung from the ceiling. The dust telling how long they haven't been turned on for.

Namjoon walked around the room, a quite unsettling look bled through.
"I apologize for the dust, I haven't been here in a while." Y/n also looked around,although, the dust didn't bother her.

As namjoon continued to look around he picked up things left on the shelves. One of them being a brown journal like thing. He shoved it into his pocket and continued to speak.

"Uh, well this is it....I can get you some better blankets of course but everything else should be okay." Namjoon walked towards the black door, hesitating to open it but deciding to leave it closed.

"That's the bathroom, uh well, i guess the bathroom for this room at least."

Namjoon looked at his watch. "Oh, wow its already 7. Uh, well, I think there might be some clothes in these drawers, your more then welcome to wear whatever is in there, if you'd like. Since you might wanna change. Completely up to you "

Y/n nodded as she opened the drawer.

Namjoon stepped towards the door, "I'll be down stairs so when your done you can come down if you'd like. If you need anything let me know." he smiled as y/n nodded.

The door closing shut behind.