Namjoon Likes Black Girls • Namjoon Centric •

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.Zaina.

I fell onto the bed more relieved than I've ever felt before. Im so glad that he returned my stuff and didn't like rob me or steal my identity or anything. I just let out a sigh of relief.

I decided to do a bit of language studying before I went to bed, I understood a lot less than I thought I did. The man from before flashed in my mind. He was fine as hell. Im pretty sure he's mixed because he sounds like he's from Cali or something.

It was hard to concentrate, but I persisted anyway. At this point, I wouldn't even be able to sleep. I decided to take my korean language book and take a walk around the hotel with it, since I'll be here for a week.

I put on a jacket, sweats, and slides and put my key in my pocket. I put my phone in my other pocket and my book in my hand, entering the hall.

This place was beautiful as hell, it was really late at night so all of the lights were on, which made the place look so luxurious. I reached the end of the hall which basically opened up to a balcony which overlooked the other floors. I get distracted way too easily, I chuckled to myself as I found myself easily getting lost in thought.

This is my first time going to an Asian country. This is a place that I've always wanted to travel to. It's been my dream to try food from every culture. I've already been to Jamaica, France, and Ireland. South Korea was next on my list. I specifically wanted to go to Jeju because I heard that the sights are beautiful there, but I'm actually kind of glad for the mix up. I'll be able to try much more food in the heart of Korea. I smiled softly.

"Hi!" My heart almost fell out of my ass. I turned around to see a man there, probably friends with the one that I mixed my suitcase up with.

"...Hi." I watched him move to stand next to me cautiously.

"I am, Kim Taehyung." He put out a hand for me to shake as he smiled in heavy accented English. I furrowed my eyebrows, confused at this random man introducing himself to me.

"Aye!" A raspier voice entered the picture, the man from earlier pushing the other man to the elevator while scolding him. He turned back and bowed slightly. "Sorry about him." He smiled in English. Oh my god he's fine as fuck, he has fucking dimples what the fuck. "A-Are you just visiting?" He walked towards me slowly, still keeping a comfortable distance.

"Yeah, not for long. Thanks for returning my suitcase tho, I'm too irresponsible for my own good."

"Oh, you too?" He chuckled. His voice and accent was so charming. I know what my mom said but shiiiiii... "Were you practicing, before he showed up?" He noticed the book still in my hand.

"Oh, not really. I tried but I kept getting distracted. I'll have to find another way to learn." He looked away and looked back, a cheeky grin on his face.

"I um... I know it might be weird, because we don't know each other... but I can give you lessons. Maybe. I-If you want... to." He scratched the back of his neck.

"What's your name?" I raised an eyebrow. He seemed flustered by that question, then chuckled away the nerves.

"Ah, I'm Kim Namjoon, or just Namjoon. W-whats um, what's your name?" I don't know what he was so nervous for, does he think I'm cute or something?

"I'm Zaina." I smiled back. "Nice to meet you." He let out literally the sexiest laugh I've ever heard in my life.

"It's nice to meet you too."

"I'd like to do lessons, how can we schedule them?" I fidgeted with my curls to keep my nerves down.

"Maybe phone? Or social media?"

"Instagram?" I raised my brows. He nodded, taking out his phone. He went to the search bar in Instagram and I typed in my name and followed myself.

"This is my private account, if you wonder why there's no posts." He nervously tucked his phone away.

"I ain't tryna to get with you, your girlfriend shouldn't worry." I joked.

"N-No, not girlfriend. I'll get into it another time. I have to get going, so if you see anymore of my brothers, especially Taehyung again, please text me their location." He smiled and started for the elevator.

.Namjoon.

I got a text from Jin hyung telling me to come to his room. I straightened up my clothes and made sure I looked presentable since he was probably on vlive. The elevator door opened and I walked to his door, knocking softly.

"I'm not on live, I just wanted to talk." He opened the door for me.

"What about, hyung?" I closed the door and followed him to sit in one of the chairs while he sat on the bed.

"The other's have told me that they noticed that you have an interest in a foreigner. I just wanted to ask if it was true." He started to dive into his dinner.

"I-I dont have an interest in her. I mixed up luggage with her and we happened to run into each other a few more times." I shrugged.

"Tae said you dragged him away to talk to her."

"Because the staff told me to go look for him." I explained. He squinted at me. "Okay, so what If I might think she's pretty, but that doesn't mean anything."

"Is she? I want to meet her." He picked up his phone. "I saw you followed her on Instagram. Does she have any pictures?"

"I don't know, I haven't checked." I took out my phone to look at her page. Her pictures were very attractive. She seemed to really like to model fashion on her page, she had the shape for it.

"You're checking a little too hard." He laughed. I rolled my eyes and handed him my phone, reaching over to steal a bite of his steak. "Just because you ate my food, I sent her account to the group chat."