Searching (BTS fanfiction)

Chapter 4

Abigail's POV
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I bring him up to the den and put some blankets and pillows on the couch.

"Thank you. I know some people who probably would've said, 'figure it out because you're not staying here.' "

"Yeah, whatever. The bathroom is down the hallway, second door on the left and my bedroom is up 2 flights of stairs and then the third door on the right. Don't you dare come in there unless it's a major emergency, like someone dying, trying to break in, a fire, or the water rising at an alarming rate."

"Ummm... Okay. I should probably sleep now. It's getting late." .

He's right. The clock reads 12:03. I head up to my bedroom and change into my pyjamas and brush my teeth and all that after I give Namjoon a spare toothbrush and toothpaste that I had. Then I get in bed and think about the day's events.

1. I stole the 5 big emeralds from a very rich man downtown.

2. Namjoon ran into me.

3. I went to François' bakery and picked up a shit ton of baking.

4. I went home and called my client, Mr. Henry Montgomery and scheduled and appointment with him that is now cancelled due to poor weather conditions (a major flood).

5. I ordered pizza and then picked it up.

6. I was followed home by Namjoon.

7. I let Namjoon in because it was pouring rain and he was stuck outside.

8. Namjoon and I played 20 questions.

9. Namjoon left and came back be cause there was a flood.

10. I let Namjoon sleep in the den.

11. I came up to bed.

Wow. Over half of the things I remember doing today involve Namjoon
Do I like Namjoon? I mean, he's definitely good looking. And he's nice. And smart. But he probably works for the government. And I've only known him for less than a day. He might not turn out to be as nice as he sounds.
Sigh.
Oh, well.

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"Abigail."

I wake up at 2:58 a.m. to someone mumbling my name.

"Abigail."

Again but louder.
It's coming from across the room. I pick up my iron bat and slowly make my way across the room.

"Abigail"

I hold the bat up, ready to swing until I realize that nobody is in my room. The intercom was turned on. I forgot to turn it off last night. There's something wrong with it and it comes on at random intervals so I'll sometimes hear the cats walking around in the middle of the night. I walk downstairs with the bat still in my hands. When I reach the den I stop and listen.

"Abigail"

Yup. We've found the culprit. Namjoon.

"Abigail. Saringhae"

What the heck is he saying?

"Abigail, eodie gayo? Anio! Boo ta kam ni da..."

What? Is he talking gibberish?
Whatever. I leave him and his foreign language alone and go back upstairs and turn off the intercom and then finally get back to sleep.