in which a black lawyer from the big apple and a korean idol discover their bond in the middle of a pandemic.
*book two in the 'eternally yours' series!
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iris is a strong independent black woman, a lawyer and an advocate for sexual assault v...
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Iris POV
"So y'all are platonically sleeping in the same bed and cuddling? That's some bullshit." Serenity rolls her eyes.
"Listen, cuddling with each other just helps us sleep better. It's a mutual thing." Iris protests.
"Somebody is gonna catch feelings." Divya says matter of factly. "Don't say I didn't warn you."
"I swear I don't like him like that. We just get along really well." Insists Iris. Over the past week and a half, this has become a routine. She knows that to other people it might seem strange, especially since they aren't in a relationship. But they're soulmates and if they are comfortable doing this with each other, then so be it. They don't need to justify their decisions to anyone else.
"Breakfast is ready!" Iris hears Namjoon's voice ring out from the kitchen.
"And he made you breakfast? Sounds pretty domestic to me."
She playfully rolls her eyes at Serenity's words. "I gotta go, girls. I'll talk to you later."
They say their goodbyes and Iris hangs up the phone. Then she leaves the bedroom, heading towards the kitchen.
She finds Namjoon bustling around the room with an apron around his waist and pajamas underneath. Iris chuckles to herself, seeing that he is taking his cooking duties very seriously. She forgot she even bought that apron. He doesn't notice her arrival, too occupied with using the spatula to transfer the food onto the plate.
"This looks good." She hums, stepping closer to look at what he made. "What is it?"
"It's called pajeon, they're Korean vegetable pancakes." Namjoon answers, sitting across from her at the island. "I've never made them before so I hope they taste okay." He smiles sheepishly. "Oh, and that's a dipping sauce I made from soy sauce and sesame seeds."
"Well here goes nothing.." Iris says, cutting off a piece of the pancake with her fork. Then she dips it in the sauce, putting it in her mouth.
Instantly, several amazing flavors hit her tongue. She marvels at the savory taste of it. "This is so good! I thought you couldn't cook?"
"I used to watch my mom make this a lot growing up." He explains with a shrug, finally tasting the pancakes himself. "I guess I picked up on a few things."
"I bet your mom would be really proud if she tasted these." Iris comments, making Namjoon smile widely.
"You think so?"
"I know so."
After they finish eating and clean up, they retire to the couch. "So what are your plans for today?" Namjoon asks.
"Not much." Iris shrugs in response. "Work is completely shut down at the moment and so are the courts." She sighs heavily. The most frustrating part about all of this is that she hasn't been able to fulfill her promise to her client, which was to put away her rapist for good. If they don't have a sentencing hearing within the next two months, they technically have to let him go. It's the law.
