Bubbles || Namjin AUs ✔

❦︎⁸ Love Me Again

Warnings: swearing, etc.

☾︎❦︎☽︎

Story- 9, Part Eight
MARRIED NAMJIN AU
Words: 6, 645

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏: 1+ year ago
𝑬𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏: 13 ɴᴏᴠᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, 2025

☾︎❦︎☽︎

The next three weeks were, without a doubt, the happiest the powerful Kim couple had shared since their first catastrophic misunderstanding. This time, with open communication, mutual patience, and a clearer understanding of one another, their love had grown sharper, deeper, and stronger than ever— a perfect blend of passion and trust.

Sure, there were some tears at the beginning, when the ghosts of the past pricked at them from behind, but this time they didn't run away from each other, hiding their problems. They sat down and spoke openly about everything troubling them, listening carefully without interruption.

Every sigh, every hesitation was met with comfort, every tear with a gentle promise. Every embrace whispered, I am here. I am yours.

Once again, their love began to bloom like an everlasting, matured flower, destined never to wither. Their schedules were still hectic, but Namjoon returned to have lunch at Seokjin's restaurant, and Seokjin always met him at his corporate office with dinner before returning home together at night.

Between every break, every small space in their day, they were desperate to hear each other's voices, longing for the warmth and reassurance that only the other could give.

They often wondered how they had endured even a day without the other for so long.

By the end of the three weeks, the case of the woman who had harrassed Namjoon and tried to sully his husband's reputation was finally closed. Convicted, she received an extended jail sentence.

Investigation revealed she had been a corporate spy, harassing multiple Bangtan celebrities on behalf of rival conglomerates. The threat was neutralized; the empire of gossip and malice had crumbled.

Otherwise, the couple returned to their normal lives, nurturing a love that was now unbreakable. Meanwhile, the Hope Flower plant had grown enough to be planted in their garden. They envisioned picnics under its eventual shade in years to come, a shared dream of theirs.

On the other hand, Taehyung and Jungkook's relationship had become a media sensation, and the party Taehyung had mentioned to Seokjin finally arrived. It was private, elusive, and limited to only fifty carefully selected guests.

The venue was the opulent rooftop of Singularity Hall, overlooking the Blue and Gray Hills, with elegant, understated decorations that complemented the spectacular skyline

By the time Namjoon and Seokjin arrived, most guests were already mingling, champagne flutes in hand, the air humming with conversation. Soft lights reflected off crystal glass tables, and the scent of rare orchids mixed with sweet perfumes.

It was the first event the Kims attended since the office party that had led to that cursed night. Remembering it, Seokjin instinctively clutched Namjoon's arm as they entered. Namjoon felt the subtle panic and immediately slid his arm from Seokjin's grip, looping it around his husband's tiny waist instead. Taking one peek at the small doleful face, he pressed a sweet kiss to the forehead.

"I'm here, and I'll never leave you," Namjoon whispered into his ear, brushing Seokjin's cheek with his lips, his hand tracing the curve of his jaw. "I love you, my beautiful Dal. You're too precious to me. We'll be okay."