Namjoon Likes Black Girls • Namjoon Centric •

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I arrived back home after helping Jimin pick out a cake for Yoongi. But now it was time to get dressed for the get together. Namjoon was out when I got back so Jimin had let me in with the door code.

I got dressed up into jeans and an oversized hoodie, aka, Namjoon's hoodie. I also fixed my hair and put on just a little eyeliner and gloss. As I was cleaning the corners of my mouth of gloss, I got a notification of a text.

NJ: I'm almost home

NJ: if you're ready, we can leave then

Yeah I'm ready

I got Yoongi a gift that I hope he likes

NJ: he'll like anything you get him

NJ: he's not a gift guy but he's appreciative anyway

Bet bet

K I'm ready when u are Joo

NJ: cute

I smiled and took out my Converses from my suitcase to put them on and then sat on the bed where I rechecked the gift bag that I bought for Yoongi.

I found myself scrolling through my phone again, this time going through my photo gallery. I need to take more pictures with them, I don't know when I'm gonna get another opportunity to meet up with them.

God... I don't wanna leave. It still hasn't sunk in that I'm actually leaving to go back to the states. I guess it's because I got their numbers and stuff so even after I leave I can still talk to them, so it doesn't really feel like anything is gonna drastically change.

But even though I have their numbers... the time differences... the fact that I won't be waking up to morning texts from Joon or visits from Hoseok, Tae, or Jin. Just that I won't be seeing them in person for a while is a lot.

So I'm gonna enjoy my time with them tonight, enjoy it with all of my might.

I heard the front door open downstairs and just grabbed my phone and Yoongi's gift, fluffed my hair a little bit in the mirror, and then walked downstairs to meet eyes with Namjoon.

"Ready to go?" A smile grew on his lips. God, that smile. The way he looks at me with that glint in his eyes. But Jesus, those dimples. "Zaina?" His eyebrows raised.

"O-oh.. um yeah. I'm ready." I cleared my throat and looked away. My eyes fell to my hand when I felt him take it in his. I looked up at him as he intertwined our fingers.

"Let's get going then."

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I hummed along as the guys sung happy birthday in Korean at the top of their lungs to Yoongi. For the first time I saw him smile before he blew out the candles to the cake that Jimin was holding. I had already given my gift to him and he put it with the gift pile from the other guys.

"Happy birthday Yoongi!" I clapped with an excited smile. He mumbled something in Korean as he got up from his chair.

"It's time for drinks." Namjoon translated from beside me.

"I can't drink... but I want to..." I whined and watched the guys gather around the alcohol, pouring each other a glass.

"Why not?" Namjoon asked, reaching for a glass himself.

"I gotta be on a flight at 5am, having a hangover at the same time?" I raised my brows and scoffed to emphasize.

"You're right, I'll drink your glass then." Namjoon assured with a smile. I chuckled and just went to sit on a picnic table. The get together was hosted at a conjoined house that they rented out together, as Namjoon told me.

Instead of getting fucked up with the guys, I just scarfed down the food that was prepared and drunk lemonade.

I just had fun watching them play around with each other, singing along with whatever song was on the speakers, recording videos on their phones, dancing their hearts out to music that don't even match the moves. Can't even lie tho, Tae was getting that shit.

Their friendship was so wholesome and entertaining. I'd pay money to see them on a reality show or something.

"Hello." I looked to the side where Jungkook had sat next to me.

"Hi Kook." I smiled in response.

"You leave tomorrow?"

"5am, so basically tonight." I answered before going for another bite of my food.

"I'll miss you." He hummed, his hands falling into his lap lazily.

"Don't look so sad, Kookie." I chuckled as my hand rose to play with his hair. "I'm not dying, you'll see me again."

"But noona... you're leaving..." He whined through a giggle.

"Don't whine, you'll make me sad." A pout fell on my lips.

"Noonaaaa~!" He giggled out again. I nudged his arm and just went back to eating. Taehyung appeared on my other side, silently leaning his head on my shoulder. Jungkook soon copied him on my other shoulder.

"My babies~" I hummed, ruffling both of their hairs. Tae giggled and Jungkook just nuzzled further into my neck. Then I heard the shutter click sound affects of someone taking pictures, to look over to see Hoseok standing at the end of the table and taking pictures. I posed with them as he giggled and took the pictures.

"Cuteee~" He smiled down at his phone. He looked back at us like he was going to say something but then his head tilted in confusion.

"Hoseok." I called for him, a pout still on my lips.

"Zaina." He mimicked my tone as he sat at the other side of the picnic table. "Your face... uhh sad?" He looked to me with furrowed brows. It was sinking in that I was actually leaving these guys. Just knowing that at this same time tomorrow, I'll be back in the states, where there's no Jin, or Jimin, or Yoongi.

"I'm not sad. I'll just really miss you guys. And I'm glad that I can see you again before I leave." I lovingly poke Tae's cheek.

"Zaina-yah..." Jimin came up from behind, leaning on me with his face nuzzled into my fro.

"Guys... if you get all sappy, I'm gonna get sad. Stoppp!" I laughed. Hoseok chuckled and spoke to them in Korean, which made Jungkook raise his head to put his chin on my shoulder instead.

"Sorryyy." Tae giggled.

"What are you eat?" Jin came over to sit on the other side of the table and stole my chips.

"A thief." I playfully glared at him. He, Namjoon and Yoongi all sat at the opposite side of the table. Hoseok took a few more group pictures before he slid in next to them.

"We go to airport with you." Jin smiled. "Not Yoongi, he got work."

"I'll be okay." I chuckled. "Ima be at the airport at 3am, y'all should be sleeping, not waiting with me."

"Mhm." Taehyung shook his head. "We go too." He gave a closed mouth smile.

"Tae rarely ever changes his mind." Namjoon took another sip from his drink.

"Anyway. Tonight isn't about me. It's Yoongi's birthday." I softly clapped my hands.

"No." Yoongi sighed, leaning on his hand. "You're leaving, it's about you." He gave a :| face.

"Guys." I pouted around, wishing that they'd change the subject. "I'm not dying, you don't have to look so upset..." I nervously chuckled.

"We don't know that." Yoongi mumbled.

"Hyung!" Jimin laughed and hit Jungkook's arm.

"아! 뭐에요 형!" (T: "Yah! What hyung!") Jungkook snapped, making everyone burst into laughter. Jimin just covered his face in embarrassment as he giggled along.
I could only smile at them, my eyes fondly landing on each of their drunken smiles. How did I even get here?

This all started with a suitcase.