You cycle between the London School of Economics and the Royal College of Music, working hard to keep up with everything. Yoongi helps you as well. You are slightly overworked.
11th of Joonie 2010, Friday :
You haven’t yet received your library card for the London College of Music. You require “The A-Z of Pianists” by JoNathan Summers ON Monday. Suga doesn’t seem perturbed, he sips his Iced Americano and says “In the end they’ll judge me anyway, so whatever. But if you find the book, get me copy too xD” “Sure just sit on your butt I’ll get it!” you reply sarcastically.
You call Jin. “Hello Meghna! What’s up?” “Heyy Jinnnn, I need this classical music textbook by Monday, It’s important! Will you help me find it, please?” “Oh! I’m sorry I promised to taeke TaeTae’s to art galleries for some inspiration. But I’ve gotten very close to NamJoon in such a short span of time, mere days! I’ll ask NamJoon to taeke you to find the book.” “Nooo, Absolutely not. He seems like a very busy NamJa.” You hear TaeTae snigger in the background and you’re flustered. Jin ignores your protests and calls NamJoon who obliges most. Suga overhears the whole conversion and laughs, turning you red.
You peer through the window of your class and see that Kim NamJoon’s here to pick you up from the Royal College of Music in his chauffeur driven Mercedes Benz GT63S. He’s wearing a hot orchid yellow sweater (Carpool Karaoke Reference) You’re in a vintage pastel pink fitted dress that’s knee-length. You see him walk into Class No 1-3.
He greets you and holds your hand, whispering under his breath, “You look enchanting, Meghna Mizuki.” “Enchantee, Mr. Kim NamJoon!” “Hey man!” says NamJoon turning to Suga. Suga smiles in an exaggerated fashion, “Hey Mister Kim NamJoon” Flushed, you look away. NamJoon waves his hand dismissively and turn to you, “I have a membership in The British Library.” He is a writer after all... “Let’s try there first.” “Kamsamnida Kim NamJoon” “Chonmaneyo Meghna Mizuki”
NamJoon opens the car door for you “Lady first!” and you climb into the backseat of his plush car. He’s right next you and you can smell his perfume ‘English Blazer’ “He’s the perfect English Gentleman” you thought to yourself as his muscular arm brushes against you. “Sorry!” he blushes Y’all try to make small talk to break the evident love-ly tension and he says, “Today I’m gonna get Picture of Dorian Gray from the British Library. Thank you for the recommendation.” “Thank you for taeking me” “I’m happy to “Accompany” you, if you’ll pardon the pun.” You grin and look out the window taeking in the scenic city.
After a rather pleasant drive, you reach the British Library. A charming old building with books spanning centuries. You scour the classical music section but can’t find it. You try to hide your disappointment but NamJoon sees right through all that. “Keep your head up. Don’t give up! I’ll drive you to every library and bookstore until we find it.” “I’ll even break into your Music College’s library if I have to.” You chuckle. “So, can I get a little bit of Hope?” he squishes your cheeks together and you rest your chin on his hand smiling.
NamJoon enquires with the staff and learns that ‘Pianists’ have got their own section. You see it on the top shelf. NamJoon stretches his arm up over you and gets the book with ease. You once again get a whiff of his cologne and it sends shivers down your spine. NamJoon picks up another one for Suga and you find a special copy of Dorian Gray just for NamJoon.
Y’all head back and NamJoon says, “Driver, Please turn the radio on.” Circle by Post Malone comes on and y’all sing Karaoke together. (NamJoon said it’s the best Karaoke song) He drops you off at home and lightly kisses you on the head, “Goodbye” You reciprocate by kissing him on the cheek, “Thank You!”
12th of Joonie 2010, Saturday :
You hear a knock on the door. You answer it to find a boy holding a letter. He’s a cool guy and emanates this cool vibe. He seems really sincere. He’s got a soft face and big beautiful eyes. He reminded you of a little white bunny. “Hi! I’m Jungkook. Mr. Kim NamJoon’s assistant. Ma’am this letter is for you…”
The envelope is addressed to you. It reads-
Dear Meghna Mizuki,
Is this love, Is this love,
Wondrous lady, with skin like snow
All this is no coincidence
Nothing I wouldn’t give,
To hold you in my arms
There are so many words circulating around me
Oh! nothing feels like how I feel
The Mizuki rises surely after the sun rises
And you give meaning to my memories,
Knowing you are the one, makes a “사람” into “사랑”
Enchanting are you milady,
You erode all my edges
O's from I's 사랑 from 살아
U R My love, my love
Oh! make me a love, a love
N I’m just human, human, human
Among those countless straight lines
Darling, my love, love, love,
And we gently sit on ‘O’
Turning it into a heart, my heart
Enchantress, let me love you
There’s 21 lines for My 21st Century Girl… (Author’s side note: 12+9=21 it all adds up honey) This poem is not Trivia-L please read the first letter of each line and let me know ;)
Kindest Regards,
Kim NamJoon
Jungkook steps aside and NamJoon emerges, “Would you grace me with your presence this Sunday night?” “Yes, I’d love to. This is so sweet and very touching. It means a lot.” You’re in tears. Jungkook is grinning with a glint of admiration in his eyes. NamJoon smiles gratefully and as he departs says, “Well I’ll see you tomorrow night then.” You call TaeTae and Jinnie to let them know.
13th of Joonie 2010, Sunday :
The phone rings. “TaeTae, What’s up?” “Listen carefully, it’s important you taeke this seriously…”
The doorbell rings and TaeTae’s here. “V have to pick the best outfit for your date.” “I thought you were in trouble or something!” “No, you have to taeke this seriously.” “Alright, alright” “Great, soo a red dress with a deep V cut” “Taeeeeee” “Yeah, you are right, let’s save that for the second date.” “TAE!” you shout. Ruby starts screeching, “TaeTae, TaeTae!” Y’all burst into a fit of laughter.
After going through almost every dress in your wardrobe, TaeTae picks out an exquisite white dress with dainty layers of lace that ends right above your knee. “It’s gorgeous!” you exclaimed. “Wonderful, there’s just one more thing. I’ve booked us a spa appointment.” “That’s lovely.” “And of course, the parlour too.” “TAE!” “Just the usual, and well a bikini wax” “Whatt?” Tae laughs sheepishly, “You never know! And besides you have to taeke care of yourself.” After much pleading you reluctantly agree…
It’s late evening and you’re finally dressed. TaeTae says, “Now for the makeup!” “NO! No thank you!” “Shit Down!” “Okay” TaeTae applies some light blush, mascara and red lipstick on you and says “You look like an angel from heaven” You’re all dolled up and Jin says, “You look stunning. Tonight, you are worldwide handsome.” There’s a loud knock on the door. He’s here!
Jin opens the door to NamJoon who’s dressed in a rich white shirt, black trousers and a rich black blazer. Jin looks at NamJoon and in an assertive tone says, “She is practically my little sister NamJoon, so you better treat her like the princess she really is.” “I will” he says blushing, he seems nervous. TaeTae scrutinises him for a moment and silently approves.
NamJoon walks up to you and presents a bouquet of Red Roses, softly whispering “You’re the answer to all my wonders. It’s just the way you look tonight. You are so beautiful. Simply Enchanting…” TaeTae manages to snap a few pictures of y’all. You put roses in a vase and NamJoon cuts one, pinning it to your head saying, “You’re My English Rose.”
Y’all leave in NamJoon’s chauffeur driven Merc. You’re in the backseat with him… “Where are we going?” “It’s a surprise.” You were a little anxious but things just felt so right with your NamJa. He looks at you with tender eyes and softly confesses, “You know… You infire me to write. You’re my muse. You’re the one who brought the morning dawn to my eternal nights with no end to be seen… Will you let me hold your hand now?” NamJoon places his arm around you as you give him your cold hand. He taekes your hand delicately and kisses each of your fingers, practically setting them on fire. You cuddle with NamJoon in the backseat.
Y’all reach the Aqua Shard. A magnificent glass hotel. On floor 7, there’s a taeble reserved just for the two of you. He pulls up a chair for you as the violins commence playing Bach. A sumptuous three course meal is served- Sweet-corn soup with appetisers, Cheesy Macaroni with Grill Greens and Chocolate Mousse for dessert. Through it all you engage in small talk and bits of trivia. All though y’all have just met it feels like the two of you have known each other for eons.
After dinner, y’all go to the terrace. The moon shone bright tonight. You look down and although you’ve never been fond of heights, you feel safe in NamJoon’s arms. You know he will always catch you, always protect you, always love you. “You’ve been captivating tonight, I’ve been fed a vial of your love, may I have the honour of a dance, milady?” “It would be my pleasure.” You dance in NamJoon’s strong arms under the Moonlight. Was it a Dream, Reality? Miss Right just didn’t know. A Strange Fire came over you. You could Never Never Fall anymore. You were Awake, you felt Alive. Without a Shadow of doubt, you knew This is Paradise.
NamJoon looks up to admire the beautiful moon and says, “I’ve got an even prettier Mizuki in my arms tonight.” You lean on him and NamJoon pulls you in for a Passionate kiss. Euphoria took over. “I look at you and dream” says Kim NamJoon kissing you harder. “Could I have this Kiss forever?” you whisper. “I need you girl” he replies in a low voice. Heat courses through your veins. “My Meghna Mizuki looks even more beautiful under the moonlight, I feel like the luckiest NamJa alive.” He grips you firmly and pulls you in for a second longer, wetter kiss. “We’re part of the moonlight… Ain’t this a fantasy…” says NamJoon between kisses. You place your hand on his chest, his heart is racing, NamJoon’s got his rock-hard arms firmly around your waist.
You nuzzle under his shoulder, tears drop from your eyes, it’s just so perfect and your heart’s fluttering like a Butterfly. “For us, more than anyone else, we need the night sky. Only you, and not anyone else, can comfort me. It’s okay to shed the tears. But don’t you tear yourself...” NamJoon says this and you look up to see him teary as well, he’s just a Boy In Luv. There’s something in the air… you just can’t explain it… Just Singularity!
NamJoon, in his deep voice says, “My Heart is at Peace. Thank you for Hwa Yang Yeon Hwa, The Most Beautiful Moment of my life…”
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The Perfect Namja
FanfictionSet in 2010, in London, England. Kim Namjoon is a writer. Y/N a pianist falls in love with him, love at first sight. Explore their love story here
