Louder than Bombs | KNJ

The beginning

Lara was discovering all sorts of interesting things the next morning as Namjoon let her wander through the entire apartment. She'd entered the kitchen to discover that it was rather bare inside the cupboards at least, other than a phenomenal coffee maker, some instant ramen in the cupboard and an assortment of snacks.

She'd shaken her head a little at that but made coffee for both of them before he encouraged her to explore.

"You go by yourself and just shout out if you need me," he said and settled into what was obviously a familiar morning routine for him, taking his coffee and his tablet into the small living room to read.

First, she had poked her head into the room next to the staircase itself, off the living room and had frowned upon seeing another office. It took Lara a bit to realize that this wasn't actually an office, but a study.

The reference books on the shelves in here were not meant to be read in one sitting, but like a library, used and then returned to the shelves. She wandered through the shelves reading the authors, titles and genres and frowned again when she realized that a great deal of these books wouldn't have been of interest to Namjoon at all.

She picked up one and taking it with her, leaned against the doorframe until Namjoon looked up and saw her watching him. She held up the book.

"Krav Maga: An Essential Guide to the Renowned Method--for Fitness and Self-Defense," she read aloud and looked back to him to see his grin. He set both tablet and coffee on the low table in front of him, then walked over to where she stood.

He framed her cheeks with his hands and drew her into a lingering kiss.

"You're here too my Lara. In everything," he explained and then made her laugh a little when he continued. "Plus, I wanted to know what the hell you were talking about when you talked about your classes," he explained, and her laughter burst out of her again. This time, she took hold of the edge of his t-shirt and tugged until his lips were at a more reachable level.

"You could have just asked," she whispered against his lips and made him laugh.

"Well from now on, I will. Because you'll be right here to ask," he said and this time when Lara kissed him, they both lingered over the kiss. Taking the time to taste each other, just to enjoy being able to be with one another again. Lara thought it would take a bit of time before they both got over that small fact that they were truly back together again.

She shelved the book, then Lara had gone up the small stairs and found a host of unused rooms upstairs. The first few rooms off the staircase were obviously being used as storage, Lara found her suitcases from unpacking yesterday stored here. The third bedroom was empty, but it looked as though it was waiting for something, and she puzzled over it a bit before she went to the last two rooms on the hallway.

The first that she poked her head into was obviously Namjoon's backup office. It was full of art and yet more bookshelves. But when Lara walked in, her eyes were only on the wall that faced the desk. Raising a tentative hand, she brushed fingers over countless pictures of herself and Namjoon from college.

Every photo brought back memories. Here was all eight of them at Jin's birthday, then again that Christmas. There was Hoseok and Paige in matching outfits for Valentine's Day, and Lara laughed as the memory came back, that Yoongi and Blair has stood off to one side, making faces at the overload of cuteness.

But there, in the center was a photograph that Lara had her own copy of. Smiling out at her was herself and Namjoon, from the party they'd met at. His hand wrapped around her waist, her head leaning against his shoulder. Her dress ruined with the wine that had been spilled on it, and Lara's favorite detail, Namjoon's shirt. Just as wet as Lara's dress, just as pink from the red wine she'd drank, and oh so very obviously in the almost exact same spot.