Finding Myself In Seoul

Shopping

Namjoon's POV

I walk into the first cafe I see as I get into the shopping complex. I look around the quiet room for Juniper. I scan, then notice her signature black and purple hair, done up into cute little space buns with half of her curls falling down her back. I walk up behind her and cover her eyes, " Guess who?"

She startles a bit then relaxes and giggles, " Hmm, let me think. Oof, this is a tough one. Give me a hint." She taps her manicured finger against her chin like she's thinking hard.

I lean down close to her ear, still covering her eyes and speak to her in a mischievous tone. " Oh really? Let me help you think. I know who your bias is and I'm going to tell the whole cafe."

She gasps and lightly smacks my arm, " You wouldn't dare!"

I stand up and take a deep breath like I'm going to announce something, but she interrupts me, " Okay! Okay! It's Joon!" She says exasperated. I laugh and remove my hands from her face. I come around her and lean down over her, moving our faces closer.

"I'm Way more handsome than him anyway, aren't I?" She blinks at me a couple of times then smiles slyly, "Oh no, he's WAY more handsome than you." I chuckle and sit across from her, crossing my arms like I'm fake pouting. She rolls her eyes and leans towards me across the table, the top of her jacket spreading a little, showing a little bit of cleavage." You are really handsome though." She blushes as she moves back, her eyes looking at me like she's undressing me in her mind. It took a lot in me not to stare at her cleavage. I need to be gentleman, after all. She takes a sip of her coffee and looks at me curiously, "So, why the face mask anyway. I could give you a better assessment if I could see your whole face." She watches me with expectancy from above her cup.

"Ah, well you see, "I lean in closer to her and beckon her closer like I have to tell her a secret, she leans in as well, our faces inches apart, "If I were to take off this mask, you would be on the floor after crumpling from how devilishly handsome I am." I waggle my eyebrows and she scoffs at me as she huffs back into her chair, "Ayes, fine. You don't have to tell me. I enjoy your company even if you could be ridiculously ugly under that mask." She sticks her tongue out at me devilishly. What I wouldn't give to put that tongue in its place.

I sit back and cross my arms, fully enjoying our banter, "Ah Ya, such low expectations. I'll have you know women would bend over backward to have be able to get even  GLIMPSE at whats under this mask."

She looks up at me over her cupagain, her eyes gleaming with something I can't quite put a finger on, "Well, I'll have to be the judge of that when I see it. " She winks at me and places her cup down softly, "I will eventually get to see your whole face right?" She looks at me with a bit of concern. I melt at her gaze.

"Aish, I don't know, we'll just have to see how well-behaved you are." I wiggle my eyebrows at her and she laughs from deep in her chest.

"Well behaved? What am I, a dog? I'll have you know I will be as misbehaved as I want and you are going to enjoy every bit of it." She sticks her tongue out at me again and winks. Heat grows in the lower region of my body. She is such a brat and it's doing things to me.

I lean closer to her from across the table, looking deep into her eyes, "Well, I'll have you know, I enjoy a woman who misbehaves." A deep blush creeps up her cheeks and she lightly smacks my shoulder.

"AH, you stop it!" She giggles as I lean back again. We go quiet for a minute and she speaks up again, " In all seriousness, for whatever reason you have for hiding your face, I'm okay with it. I really do enjoy your company. So whenever you are ready to show me what you really look like. I'll be waiting " She smiles at me with a sweet, compassionate smile and my heart swells.