Eun-Ji stepped off the plane full of excitement. It was the first time she had left South Korea and it was going to be an adventure. She collected her luggage and walked into arrivals, excitedly looking around to see the handsome face of her boyfriend, Namjoon. He'd moved to the States two months before to work on the accounts of the newly acquired company that the company he worked for had taken over. Eun-Ji waited for a while, but when he didn't arrive, she got a taxi to the hotel she was booked into. She was grateful to Hoseok for making her arrangements as he'd been to New York before and knew where was good to stay.
At the hotel, Eun-Ji checked in and tried calling Namjoon again, wondering if he'd been caught up in a meeting at work. Feeling a little upset that she hadn't seen him, she pulled on a coat and a pair of shoes and dug out the piece of paper that had Namjoon's address on it. Downstairs the doorman called her a taxi, and she made her way to Namjoon's apartment in the hope he had finished with work.
At the apartment building, Eun-Ji knocked on the door. A woman in her late twenties with blonde hair opens the door.
"Hello," she says, looking confused.
"Hi, I'm looking for Namjoon," Eun-Ji replies. "I'm Eun-Ji."
"Oh, hi," she says. "I'm Grace, one of Namjoon's flatmates. I'll let him know he has a visitor. Come and wait just inside," she adds with a smile. Eun-Ji steps inside while Grace walks down the corridor and disappears before there's a small knock and a door opens.
Eun-Ji did not expect to hear the sound she heard next and needed to be sure she heard it right. She followed where Grace had gone and saw her next to a door, peeking in. Eunji hadn't heard wrong, her heart raced, and her body shook as she walked over and swung the door open, forcing it out of Grace's hand. Eun-Ji froze at what she witnessed, and her heart shattered. Before her stood Namjoon in all his magnificent glory, leaning on the side table with his eyes closed and his head tipped back.
"Hmm... Yeah... Ahh, Yes, just like that," he moaned as he grabbed the long dark hair of the woman on her knees whose head was bobbing back and forth as she pumped his length with her hand and teased his head with her tongue before swallowing him. "Ah... fuck, yes, that's it baby. You know how I like it. Keep it up. Ahh... Yes... Fuck baby... ahhh," he panted before climaxing with the final few pumps. He leant down and kissed the top of her head. "Thanks for that Moon," he smiled before turning towards the door where he saw Eun-Ji.
Eun-Ji couldn't move as the shock took hold. Tears streamed down her face but seeing the look on Namjoon's face, she snapped out of it and turned away, making her way to the front door. Namjoon grabs a pair of discarded joggers and hops after her through the apartment as he tries to put them on. Eun-Ji reaches the door and pulls it open as Namjoon reaches her.
"Eun-Ji, wait it's not what you think," he says as he reaches her, taking hold of her wrist.
"No. Then what the fuck was it? because I'm pretty sure you were being sucked off by someone who isn't your girlfriend, who, you've clearly forgotten is supposed to be me," Eun-Ji snaps, pulling her arm away from Namjoon's grip. "At least now I know why you weren't at the airport to meet me and why you didn't answer your phone," she yells at him.
"It's really not what you think, it was just a one-time thing, a lapse in judgement," Namjoon says.
"Really? A one-time thing and yet you said she knew how you liked it," Eun-Ji says through sobs. "Why Joonie? Why?" Eun-Ji cries as a familiar voice speaks up.
"What have you done Joon?" Hoseok asks as he pulls Eun-Ji into an embrace. "Come here, I've got you," he says, rubbing her back.
"It's not what she thinks," Namjoon says as Moon appears at the door in just a robe. "Moon, you're not helping. Go inside," Namjoon barks at her.
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Turning The Page
FanfictionFriends to lovers doesn't always work out. Eun-Ji learnt the hard way and now, with the help of her friends, can she fix and rebuild her heart? Will she ever be able to accept the love being offered, or is it a lost cause? Dreams fade until the righ...