Love , Again ?? || RM

Part 44 - Escaping the 'What Ifs'

Joon pov

Joon: "Let's create a universe where we can play as many roles as we want, whenever we feel like escaping. A place where you don't have to be Y/N, and I don't have to be Kim Namjoon."

She stared at me, her expression shifting from surprise to something softer, more contemplative. It was as if she was imagining all the different versions of ourselves that we could explore—carefree, wild, unburdened by the titles and expectations that defined us in the real world.

Y/N: "A universe of our own... where we can be anything, anyone. No labels, no limits."

I nodded, encouraged by the way her mind seemed to dance with the idea. It wasn't just a fantasy—it was a way to reclaim parts of ourselves that got lost in the noise of daily life. A place where we could let go of everything and just breathe.

Joon: "Exactly. We could be adventurers, lost in a new world one day, or artists creating something beautiful the next. Whatever we want, whenever we want. It's our escape, our playground."

She laughed softly, and the sound was like music against the quiet hum of the city below. It was as if, in that moment, we had already begun to build this universe with our words and our shared dreams. I could feel the freedom it promised—a freedom to explore without fear, to express without restraint.

Y/N: "I love that. It's like having a reset button, a place where nothing else matters but what we choose to make of it."

We stood there, lost in the vision of this world that was uniquely ours. I could feel the weight lifting from my shoulders, the sense of responsibility fading as we allowed ourselves this brief, magical escape.

Joon: "And the best part? It's always there for us. No matter how crazy life gets, we can always find our way back."

She smiled at me, a knowing smile that said she understood exactly what I meant. This was more than just idle talk—it was a promise to ourselves to keep dreaming, to keep creating those small sanctuaries of peace and joy, even when everything else felt overwhelming.

Y/N's POV

I looked at Joon, still feeling the buzz of excitement from the world we had just started to create with our words. A world where we could be anything. He glanced at me, the curiosity and playfulness clear in his eyes.