CANVAS OF THE HEARTS ♥︎ A NAMJOON FF

|Chap 82|🔞

Author pov

"I don't think I can ever hold my paintbrush ever again"

Namjoon, sitting on the edge of the bed, mumbling to himself. His breath is heavy, His head hung low Looking down at his feet.

Yn came out of the washroom, wearing Namjoon's white shirt which fell on her body effortlessly hot, barely covering her thighs. She looked at Namjoon, who was keep whispering to himself like a mantra.

She walked closer to him. Namjoon saw Yn's feet, when his eyes gazed up at her face. His heart paused at the moment seeing her like that. Her wet hairstrands falling on her neck and face, Looking Ethereal. His eyes fixed on her eyes, it's like a bliss to him. He was numb, His tears rolled down his eyes without even him knowing. It was the heaviness he was feeling. He was losing his passion, He was losing his capabilities to hold a paintbrush cause he thinks his hands were crept in blood, a fear, a hard time, And Finally Having his wife back in his life, the only happy incident among all. everything was making his heart heavy that he couldn't hold himself.

Yn cupped his face and kissed his forehead.

"Still Overthinking about that?"

"I'm an artist Yn, If My artistic side died, what will happen?"

"It will not die. We will not let it die..we have to fight it together Namjoon.. together, we can fight against every fear, every single thing"

"It's hard"

"It is hard, Every fight is hard. But we have to do it. Look at me"

She made him look into her eyes.

"Remember who you are! Kim Namjoon, The award winning Artist. Kim Namjoon, who taught his arts as passion for years. And just one incident will stop you? Is that incident too big? No it's not. And also Jihan deserved worse consequences than this. You didn't kill him, you're not a killer. And Blood, our body has blood in it, should we fear ourselves too?"

"But yn"

"I know I'm talking like stupid. But I just don't want you to Overthink."

"I can't help it" he said with a low voice, feeling guilty.

|Warning: 18+ scene|

"Let me erase your Overthinking then." She said and drew her mouth in his mouth. Inhaling a deep breath she kissed him, Savouring each moment. His lips move in an unhurried motion with delicacy like the rose petals blend together.

Time stood still for them. The heat is enveloped around them in a way they cannot hold each other for a long time. Namjoon's hands circled her waist, slid upwards along her spine through the material of the white shirt she had on.

She placed her hands in his hairstrands moving them gently. Their lips dancing the tune of romance they have been craved for, in this crazy haze of life. The kiss became even more passionate with each passing second.

The craziness they have held for each other was coming out and clouding them. They could not seem to get enough of each other. Without breaking the kiss, She gently pushed him a little back and sat on his lap.

Her mouth is urging to take it to the next level. His tongue teased her lips, feeling the heat of her mouth. There is no way to describe how their tongues melt with one another. They needed each other.

Despite the God challenging Their patience by separating them for sometime They have been able to find each other as before. He touched her thighs gently as he Kissed her passionately. They stepped back to catch a breath, She was all flushed, so was he is. A smile appeared on their faces.