I woke up the next morning with a ray of sunshine floating on my bed. "Hmmm..." I stretched my arms and loved how I was feeling. Then I sat up. I looked down at my attire and saw... OMG! I was in my robe, naked underneath and then I remembered what happened last night. Namjoon!
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I looked on the bed to see if he was still there but there was no one there. I wondered did he leave or was he in here somewhere. The room was relatively small so I just peered around but still no Namjoon. "Maybe he's in the toilet." I whispered then feeling silly I said aloud, "Namjoon... Are you here?" Of course I got no answer. "Stupid girl," I told myself. Of course he wouldn't be here. It's not like we're lovers or something. Then it dawned on me. Did we do anything last night? OMG!
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I touched my lower area and felt around for a bit. "Phew!" No action there. I thanked God. I liked the idea of being with Joon but I think we really needed to focus on being friends. Then the hotel phone rang bringing me back to reality.
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"Good morning," I answered. It was the hotel staff. They were calling to remind me of the tour this morning. I thanked them and hung up the phone. "Oh well. Things will go back to normal now." I was thankful for the opportunity that I got this weekend that I was able to sing with the great Kim Namjoon but now everything was going back to how it was supposed to or so I thought.
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My phone beeped and I saw that I had a message. It was Namjoon. I hesitated wondering if to open it. "Things will change if you do." My thoughts flooded me and I felt a bit like Alice wondering if I should go down into the rabbit's hole. If I wanted to go back to being the regular person I was before then I should ignore him. However the temptation of changing my life was right here in my hands. Answering his message would mean I was continuing our little adventure.
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"What do I do?" And I heard his voice in my head, 'Well... See what he wants to say and then you'll decide." Or "Ignore him and get ready for the tour, little fish." I couldn't tell which voice was the angel or devil. Both seemed wicked. Then I thought of him cradling me last night. He listened to me and kept me safe in his arms. There was absolutely nothing wrong with that, so I touched the message to open it.
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I couldn't help but smile. His message read, "Good morning my little ray of sunshine. I hope you slept well. I wanted to stay until you woke up but I thought it might've been awkward for you to see me next to you, seeing that we're 'just friends'," and he put an emoji with eyes rolling up. I giggled then continued reading, "I hope you like what I left for you though. Did you find it yet? Call me when you do."
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"Huh? What did you leave, Namjoon?" I was talking to my phone or rather to him or really to myself and I began to look around. "What did you leave for me?" I smiled when I saw a little blue box on top of the table. Hmm. I just answered the hotel phone and didn't even notice it there. I picked it up and caressed it with my thumb. Putting it to my nose it smelt like him. Then I wondered, 'It was too big for a ring (Thanking God). I'd die if he did that but it was definitely some sort of jewellery box. I opened it and looked in.
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"Huh?" I looked inside again and again. Nothing. What the hell? He gave me an empty box. At least it was a great looking box. I shook my head. This Namjoon was just so wonderfully amazing. Then I saw a piece of paper folded neatly inside the box. I took it out and opened it to read, "Go look in the mirror and tell me what you see." Ooh I loved his calligraphy. I remembered the note he gave me yesterday with the orchids. So beautiful.

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"Joon's Dia"
Fanfiction"Joon's Dia" is a short story/fanfiction that is inspired by Kim Namjoon and the author N.L.J. Some of the events in the story are based on the author's real life-circumstances but the majority of the story is pure fiction. Please note that I wrote...