AKÂSHA : AMBW {Namjoon Fanfic}

𓈙

~AKÂSHA~

"Who was that Nola woman?" I ask Namjoon
"Don't put your nose in my business." He answers and walks to the bathroom.
No need to be a rude asshole. I walk to the bed and sit down. What did she mean by the room reeked? I was barely in here and I make sure to practice perfect hygiene.
My mind started to wonder about Keta and what she was doing.

Namjoon came out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist. It hung low as he walked into the closet, facing away from me. He drops the towel and exposed his bareback to me. His back was so defined and his muscles flexed as he moved. I notice how much of a perv I was being and quickly get up. I decide to take a shower myself and prepare for bed. The bathroom was beautiful, it was still warm in here from Namjoon's shower.

I take my shower while enjoying the spacious room in there. After bathing I grab a towel wrapping it around my body and walking out. Namjoon was gone and I instantly started to wonder if he was with that Nola woman. If we are to get married, how can I possibly want a man who is sharing himself with another woman? I decide to slip on a silk low-cut nightgown.

There was a knock at my door and I slowly walk to open it. There stood Kyung-Tae at the door with a small smile. He looked down at my somewhat exposed breast and quickly looked away.
"I'm sorry Princess, I didn't know you weren't decent yet." He apologizes while looking to the left.
"It's okay, I'll go put on a robe." I say and quickly go grab my silk robe.
"What did you need?" I ask
"I was coming to offer a tour of the palace. I'm sure Namjoon didn't bother." He chuckles
"Yeah he didn't, and I'd love a tour of the palace." I smile and run quickly to get my slippers.

"This entire east wing belongs to you and Namjoon. There's a library, 6 more bedrooms, Namjoon's study, fitting room, and a kitchen with personal cooks." He informs
This is much more than I ever had in Hitat.
"This is amazing." I smile while spinning down the hallway
He proceeds to explain where the throne room, council room, courtyards, and gardens are. There was an east, west, and south wing. He made it very clear that I was not to enter the south wing. But closing off this access made me want to find out what was on that wing.

"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course." He answers
"Who is Nola..." I ask softly
Kyung-Tae stops walking and sighs
"I don't think I can answer that." He says
"Please." I beg
"Fine, but you didn't hear it from me. Nola is just Namjoon's harlot." He says
"But how can I be his wife when he's sleeping with another." I question
"I have no answer for that Akasha. But I'll talk to him and express your concerns to him. Now I must return you to your bedroom." He says and ushers me back down the hallway.

This place was huge and it was going to take me months to learn my way around. We stop at my door and I turn and give him a hug. His body stiffens at our contact and I immediately pull away. "I'm sorry, I'm just happy that you're nice to me." I say
"No, it's okay. I-Im just not used to hugs." He chuckles shyly
"Well, I like to give hugs so get used to it!" I laugh and enter the bedroom and shut the door.
Namjoon still wasn't here and honestly didn't care. I didn't want to share this bed with a stranger anyways.

𓇣

I open my eyes and yawn, that was the best sleep I've had in a while. This bed was truly God-sent. I sit up to be met face to face with Namjoon.
"What the hell?!" I yell
"About time you've woken up, get dressed we have a busy day today." He says
"Are we not going to discuss why you were watching me sleep like a mad man?!"
"No, but we could talk about how your breast is fully exposed." He smirks and I quickly look down and cover myself.
"Damn you." I seethe and get up still clutching the covers.
"We are to get married in a month's time. This means we need to get to know each other and also start the wedding planning. Although the only thing we do for the planning is a cake taste, meal tasting, and of course you pick the flowers and dress. Since you still have your vanity you will be wearing white." He informs

"How do you know I still have it intact?" I question defensively from the closet.
"I'm really good at reading people Akasha. It's quite obvious really." He walks up behind me and grabs the strings to the back of my dress.
"Well...at least I do. And I'm not laying with some harlot." I reply and as the last word leaves my mouth he tightens the dress causing me to gasp.
"Harlot?" He questions and finishes lacing up my dress.
I was now a little nervous about how close he was to me. I quickly turn around and face him. He looked down at me, eyes burning into my soul. He was so handsome with his dark features. I had never seen a human more enticing than he.

"Yes...a harlot! The one you lay with at night instead of your future wife." I say bravely
He looks at me for a moment and then laughs. I of course found nothing too funny about my statement.
"Akasha, are you jealous?"
"No, but I would like for my future husband to be loyal to his wife." I make eye contact with him this time to show him I was serious.
He leans into me and I instantly back away until my back hits a wall. He places both hands on either side of my head. His cold lips grazing my ear sent chills down my body.

"You wouldn't be able to handle the way, I fuck." He breathes
I felt almost insulted, does he think he's better than any other man? Does he think I'm weak?
"How dare you. Leave me alone and go back to your harlot, Nola." I seethe and try to push him away but his body did not budge.
Maybe I am weak...
He looks at me for a second before moving out of my way. I quickly walk out of the closet. I made a B-line to the door and his voice stopped me in my tracks.
"If it helps, I wasn't with her last night." He admits
I don't bother responding, I just open the door and leave.

I walk down the hallway not really sure of where I'm going until Namjoon appears beside me. I did not even hear his footsteps.
"Let's go to the gardens." He suggests
"Can we get food on the way there?" I ask and he looks at me before continuing to walk.
"Yes, what do you eat?" He answers and leads me into a kitchen area where a chef stood, creepily.
"What do you usually eat here?" I ask
"Akasha, just tell the chef what you want." He rolls his eyes
"I don't think your chef can make Ful, so I'll take some eggs." I say
"The hell is Ful?" Namjoon questions
"A paste made of Fava beans with other ingredients. Honestly a breakfast staple in my kingdom." I inform
"Interesting" he says and sits down beside me.

The chef didn't take long to make my eggs, they were prepared differently than what I was used to. I guess that's the difference in cultures. We were now in the garden and there was a huge pond with beautiful fish in it. Namjoon said they were called Koi fish.
"Tell me about your life, Akasha." He looks at me, his blonde strands falling over his eyes.
"Well, there's not much to know. My dad was the King of Hitat before he died and my mother died when I was younger. He was never married to her though...he was always married to Mandisa. Making me a bastard child, when Mandisa found out about it she hated me. But my father wanted me to be treated with respect no matter what. When he died she couldn't wait to marry me off to anyone that would benefit the kingdom." I explain

Namjoon was listening intently, as I open up and bring him into my world. "How did your father die?"
"By his own sword, some people say he couldn't bear the pain of being without my mother. Mandisa says it's because of the great shame of his actions. My father never loved Mandisa, their marriage was strictly business. I don't want that...I want to marry for love. I want to feel how my mother and father felt." I sigh and play with my fingers.
Namjoon seemed to be studying me, before speaking.
"And your mother is where you got that necklace from?" He asks again about my necklace.
"Yes, why are you so infatuated with it?" I question
"No reason, it's just a very nice piece of jewelry."
I could tell he was lying and I want to find out why.
"What about you, and your life?"
"My mother is dead as well, so it's just me and my father. The others you saw at the dinner table were family members."

"I love to go hunting and I'm getting married in a month to you." He says
"How did your mother die?"
He looked hesitant for a minute then answered.
"She died giving birth to me." He answers.
Namjoon and I had the death of our mother's in common.
His mood all of a sudden changed and I could tell he was upset.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." I apologize
He doesn't say anything and I felt a strong urge to hug him. So I did, his body stiffened as I wrapped my arms around him. I place my head onto his chest and notice something very strange.
His heart had no sound of a drum.

𓉑