𝐕Ξ𝐍♀𝐌

𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐞 4

Namjoon and me have been away from each other for 5 days now.
So if you calculate within the weekend, we have Wednesday now.
We both have been working on our part of the project. We split it in half.
It was a presentation for the younger ones. A kind of lesson why you should behave and blah. Very boring.

Tomorrow would be the day.
I would visit him.
It had to be him.
My brother would never let him step in here.
Yes, I have a brother.
He works as the manager of a big Ceo.
My parents abonded both of us.
He build everything up on his own.
Raising me on top.
I had alot respect for my brother.
He was my everything. My hero.
He was about 5years older than me.
But he was very overprotective.
Eventho Namjoon is soft as a Marshmellow, he still is a giant. And my brother would never let him in.

I sighed as I drifted to sleep.

𝐓𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐝𝐚𝐲

Nervously I brushed my hair.
I washed.
I peeled.
I masked.
I shaved.
Embraced my whole body in creme.
A tint of parfume and light make up.
Redoing my toes and finger nails.
I wanted to look perfect today.
He told me about his roommate.
Yoongi? Or something like this I guess.
It was somehow really important for me to make a good first impression.
His dad was sadly no longer and his mom is mostly on business vacation.
Which is why he lifes with his only real friend.

This means that this yoongi is the closest person to him.
His family.
Just like me and my brother.
It seemed extremely important to me.
Probably because I related alot.
One person was enough.
It just had to be the right person.

I took a mirror picture.

Sending it to Namjoon.
I asked him if this will be fine.
Eagerly I waited for his reply.
I don't know why I send him this picture, I guess his approval was Important to me.
My style is a bit extra which is why I was unsure of it.

I let out a scream as he started typing.
Desperately I stared at the screen of my phone.

{Namjoon: Wdym¿ u look good}

I replied with a smiley.
'Good?'
Bitch do you know how much afford I put into your stupid good?
Pff.
I took my stuff and made my way towards him.

I was trying to control me at its edge.
Holding my jacket tightly around my wrists.
I had bad habits.
Biting my nails. Walking around. Talking to myself. Certain body parts which start shaking, as my legs or my hands for example. And more.
And I was trying really hard right now.
I wipped on my feets infront of the apartment house.
Apparently you couldn't get in without one of the people who life their.
Well yeah Namjoon was kind of rich.
But that wasn't new to me.
I mean I'm not dumb.
I do see the brands of his stuff.
That's not something you just own like that.

I tried to distract myself with watching the building.
It was all black.
The highest up there was his.
He told me that.
I saw a big backyard, with a pool.
'Wow'