The Useless Omega: Kim Namjoon x Reader

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Namjoon POV

I am so happy she forgave me. I would be crushed if she didn't. I love her. And I'll say it a million times over. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if she left me. I would be to heartbroken to function. Hearing hear say she forgives me lifts the world off my shoulders and I am so happy that I am on good terms with her.

We drive in happy silence when she asks me where we are going.

"Mr. Parks Diner. One of the best around." I explain. "Mr. Park is Jimins dad." I say and Y/N nods. She looks so cute when she does that. We pull up to the diner and park. We get out of the car and hold hands while walking to the front doors.

Y/N POV

We walk in the foyer and everything is 1950's themed. Bright pinks, blues and yellows seem to be the colour scheme, and there's even a jukebox in the far left corner of the store, complete with a mini dance floor. Scattered across the walls are pictures of old famous singers and actors of the time. Some of the pictures are signed, and theres a Gibson guitar mounted on the wall above the dance floor.

My eyes drift to the people sitting and eating their burgers or hotdogs. A waitress comes up and greets us and I snap out of my trance and smile at her. She leads us to a booth and Namjoon and I sit across from each other.

"I'm Tammy, I'll be your waitress today. Feel free to holler if you need me. What can I get y'all to drink?" She says. I scan the menu and settle on a strawberry milkshake. Joon goes for a coke. "Alright, I'll be right back with those drinks." She says and promptly turns around back to the kitchen.

I look at the menu again and decide I'm in the mood for a cheeseburger. While we are looking at the menu, people start to stare and whisper. Joon notices me looking around anxiously, trying to figure out what they are talking about, because I know they are talking about us.

"Baby don't worry about them. They just probably can't get over how pretty you look today." He says slyly. I roll my eyes but mumble a sheepish 'thank you' to him. We continue deciding what we want to eat, and possible have for desert and then someone says something a little to loud.

"That's the omega that made Kim Namjoon submit? That's really pathetic, she looks like she will cry if you look at her the wrong way. I can't believe Namjoon lost some of his pride because of that." Some Alpha will blue spiky hair says.

Namjoon hears it to, and tenses up momentarily, but shakes it off and continues looking at the menu.

"So you want a cheeseburger, right?" He says and I nod. "I'm going to get the hotdog." He says. Seconds later the waitress comes back and take sour orders.

When she leaves we sit and wait, until Namjoon shuffles out of the booth and grabs my hand. I look at him confused, wondering where he thinks he's going.

"Let's dance." Is all he says before pulling me out of the booth and dragging me to the dance floor. He searches his pockets for a moment and finds some change. He approaches the jukebox and puts in a dime, then uses the handle to flip through the songs. It takes about 10 flips, but eventually he finds the perfect song. Namjoon smiles as he presses the 'start' button.

Then he turns to me and takes my hand, looking at me expectantly.

"I can't dance Joon." I mumble and he shakes his head.

"You don't need to know how to. I'll teach you, it's easy." He says and leads me to the black and white tiled dance floor.

A jumping 50's beat starts to play and Namjoon sways his hips lightly to the beat. I hesitantly follow his actions. I bite my lip in concentration, trying my hardest not to make a fool of myself in front of him. Soon, the chorus comes on, and he looks at me excitedly.

"Do the twist pup!" He says, eyes lighting up the world, his smile absolutely blinding.

I giggle and take his hands in mine as I attempt to move my feet and hips to do the twist. I'm a little awkward at it at first, but Namjoon goes slow and I let him guide me. It feels nice to do something so casual with him, and it hits me that this is probably our first official date. We jive to the beat and our eyes lock only for a moment. He looks at me as if I'm the only thing he's ever known, and I look at him the same way.

It takes a minute but eventually I get the hang of it. All of a sudden Namjoon lifts his hand and spins me around. I am taken by surprise and stumble a little bit, almost falling to the ground, but Namjoon catches me. I stay in his arms for a second and burst out laughing. He sets me up as the song ends, and we go back to our seat, right when our food gets there.

We sit and eat our food in a comfortable silence, enjoying each others presences. I take this time to really look at his face. His hair is styled extra nicely today, swept back with some gel and his skin is so clear and tanned. My eyes trace his sharp jawline and make their way to this cute little nose. Then my eyes go down to his lips, and stop there for a moment. I giggle when I notice he has some ketchup on the side of his lip.

"Joonie." I giggled, as I grab a napkin and reach over the table, dabbing the ketchup off his lip. He blushes and looks down, mumbling a quick 'thanks' before resuming finishing his hot dog.

We finish our food, and take one last look at the menu. We ponder for a good 5 minutes deciding what we should have a dessert.

"What about the hot cookie with ice cream?" Joon proposes, and I look at it on the menu and nod in agreement. He calls the waitress over, and orders, asking for two spoons. The waitress leaves and out of nowhere Namjoon grabs my hand to get my attention. He softly strokes it, and I suddenly feel really calm.

"After this I want to show you something." He says, and I nod. "It'll just be us, that cool?" He says, concern in his eyes, and I nod.

"Of course it is Namjoon." I say and he flashes a crooked smile. When he said we were going to be alone, I naturally, thought of...things... But I quickly dispelled it from my mind, thinking he probably just wanted to show me something cool.

The waitress comes with our desert and we quickly eat it. When we finish, Namjoon pays and he grabs my hand as we head back to the car.

We drive for about 25 minutes. It seems as though we are going out of the city, and I started to fidget, hoping there wouldn't be a repeat of what happened the last time. Namjoon noticed me playing with my fingers, and takes my hand.

"Don't worry, you'll love this. I promise." He says and I nod, trying to not be so anxious.

Eventually, we stop near a lake that has seems to have all rock surrounding it. There doesn't seem to be many green things aside from trees, with most of it being flat rock, or cliffs. Theres a slight breeze that ruffles what's left of the greenery in the area. The scenery is beautiful, even now in fall when the leaves are falling to the ground and the trees are almost bare. I breathe in the crisp scent and sigh happily. Namjoon smiles and grabs my hand again, heading off to the north.