(The next day )
Y/n's eyes fluttered open, the soft light of the hospital room gently illuminating the space around her. As her vision cleared, she noticed Namjoon, his head resting on the edge of her bed, his hand holding hers with a grip that conveyed both tenderness and protectiveness. A wave of overwhelming gratitude and love washed over her as she gazed at him, her heart swelling with emotion.
A soft smile graced her lips as she began to speak, her voice filled with sincerity and love, "Namjoon," she whispered, her words carrying the weight of her feelings, "I don't know where to begin. Thank you doesn't seem enough. You've been my rock, my strength through all of this. Your love has been my guiding light in the darkest moments."
Tears glistened in her eyes, reflecting the depth of her emotions. She continued, her voice quivering with raw honesty, "I used to think Love is nothing but attraction.... But then you came into my life, and you showed me what love truly means. You stood by me when I felt broken, you held me when I couldn't stand, and you believed in me when I had lost faith in myself."
Y/n's fingers gently brushed against Namjoon's hand, her touch a silent testament to the depth of her affection. "You've given me strength, Namjoon. You've shown me that love is not just a word, but a powerful force that can heal even the deepest wounds. I love you, not just for what you've done for me, but for who you are. You've given me a reason to fight, to hope, and to believe in a future filled with love and happiness."
Her voice cracked with emotion as she whispered, I promise you, I will spend every day of my life trying to be worthy of your love. Thank you for being my everything, Namjoon. I love you more than words could ever express."
In that moment, surrounded by the quiet serenity of the hospital room, Y/n's heartfelt speech hung in the air, a declaration of love and gratitude that wrapped around Namjoon's heart, warming him to the core. He stirred from his sleep, his eyes meeting hers, and in that gaze, they found a universe of understanding, compassion, and an unspoken promise to face whatever challenges lay ahead, hand in hand, bound together by a love that was unbreakable.
Namjoon's eyes, softened with love, met Y/n's gaze, his heart profoundly moved by her heartfelt speech. He gently squeezed her hand, his voice a tender whisper, filled with a depth of emotion that words could barely capture.
"Y/n," he said, his voice warm and sincere, "you don't need to be worthy of my love because you already are. You're the bravest, most incredible person I've ever known. I fell in love with your strength, your resilience, and your beautiful soul long before any of this happened. What you're going through doesn't define you; your courage and love do."
He paused, his thumb tracing gentle circles on the back of her hand, as he continued, "I love you more than words can express, and I'm not going anywhere. I'll stand by you, support you, and cherish you for as long as I live. You're not alone in this journey, Y/n. We'll face every challenge together, celebrate every triumph together, and build our future together. I believe in us, in our love, and in the beautiful life we can create together."
Namjoon's voice carried a quiet strength, a promise to be her steadfast anchor in the stormy seas of life. In his eyes, she could see a love so pure and unwavering that it washed away any doubts or fears she might have had. As he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead, his actions spoke louder than his words, reaffirming his commitment to be her constant, her support, and her greatest love.
In that moment, amidst the fragility of the hospital room and the challenges they faced, Y/n felt an overwhelming sense of peace. With Namjoon by her side, she knew she could conquer any obstacle, endure any pain, and find boundless happiness in the depths of their love.
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"Namaste Mr. Mafia!" - Kim Namjoon ff
Romance"Namjoon, think about it," she pleaded, her voice breaking, tears glistening in her eyes. Namjoon, his eyes softening with understanding, gently caught her hand in his. "Y/n," he said, his voice a soothing whisper, "I've thought about it. I've thoug...
