Ocean Eyes • Kim Namjoon

Chapter 3: Fireflies

By the time you went back to your room, it was at least 1am and the fire had turned to embers. You were so emotionally drained, and you needed to get some rest, and you knew everyone would be following suit soon anyways.

You snuck into the bathroom before everyone else came up and quickly washed your face and brushed your teeth. You had to admit, as much fun as road trips were, you always ended up feeling kind of gross after being in a car for 5ish hours or so, so washing up was always such a relief. Your hair smelt so strongly of campfire, but you would deal with that in the morning.

You ran back to your room and threw on sweats and an old t-shirt and flung yourself into the bed, almost sinking into the mattress. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes, so close to sleep until...

...your phone dinged with a text message.

You groaned loudly and snatched your phone from the bedside table (where it's been since you put all your belongings away) and you were prepared to give whoever texted you a piece of your mind.

"Who the heck is texting me? Literally all the people I talk to are here! Oh, Namjoon?"

It was almost sick how fast this man could change your mood. In the span of one second, you went from complete and utter rage and the next, you were all happy, and warm.

Gross.

Namjoon:
Hey, are you awake still?

You:
Well, today is your lucky day! I am.
What's up?

Namjoon:
Oh, nothing. I just don't want to go
to sleep yet. Was hoping maybe someone
could entertain me?

You:
And you thought of me? Sheesh, I'm honoured.

Namjoon:
Well, what can I say? I like talking to you.

You knew you should be going to sleep - your eyes were burning and you couldn't stop yawning every minute or two. You knew you were going to regret this in the morning as you were not one who could function off of minimal sleep, but as your phone dinged for the millionth time that night, you couldn't seem to care. Namjoon just brought out the love struck school girl in you and you both loved, and hated him for it.

Your phone buzzed one more time with a message from Namjoon that just said:

"You know, texting you is nice and all, but I'd rather speak to you in person."

You felt your eyes grow wide and you flung the blankets off of your body and ran to get a hoodie. You were disgusted with how desperate you were acting but god knows you'd never let this moment pass. You ran to the mirror and examined yourself (you wanted to make sure you didn't look like a total train wreck) and threw the door to your room open.

You were shocked to see Namjoon leaning against the wall adjacent to your door, holding a blanket in his arms.

"Hey," he whispered to you.

"Hi," you whispered back, suddenly feeling very awkward. It was really easy to talk to him over text (well duh) but now that he was standing in front of you in all his gorgeous glory, you were a bit intimidated.

"Sorry if I disturbed you." He gave you a sheepish smile. Well if anything, you were glad you weren't the only one feeling awkward.

"No, you didn't disturb me. I was wide awake." Pfft, what a massive lie - if he didn't text you when he did, you would be completely and utterly passed out (but you weren't gonna tell Namjoon that).