I walk toward my bag and put on a pullover shirt so I could head to the hotel room. Hoseok asked where I was heading off to and I just told him I had a headache, he looked worried but told me to get some rest. I nod and just as all others' attention left from me I winked at Namjoon and headed into the hotel. I get to my room and rush into the shower, cleaning myself off and changing into a tight white crop top, black mid-thigh denim shorts, a red and black thin flannel, and red converse highs. I put my straight hair up in a high ponytail and put my black mask on my face. After a few minutes on my phone Namjoon walked up to me all dressed for the weather in a grey graphic t-shirt, and faded ripped denim jeans, his white face mask, and black and white gym shoes. We walk into the elevator and headed out the door. We were planning on walking around and touring the city. We stealthy escape through the lobby which was filled with staff members and enter the open streets. It was Friday and many of the shops were packed with customers.
"Want to look through here?"Namjoon asked, motioning to a gift shop."There's an ice-cream shop just a few blocks from here."
"Cool."I say, looking at the merchandise through the window."Let's go then!"
Namjoon and I enter together and after looking at some ceramics we parted ways and went to different corners of the store. After not finding anything that peaked my interest, I ran into something that I thought would be perfect for Namjoon. It was a black and grey yinyang bracelet with Chinese and Japanese lettering.
'True.'I thought, reading the Japanese kanji.
I looked at the Chinese and tried reading it, giving up once I couldn't make out the symbols. Namjoon's favorite color was black and it seemed like he would appreciate a gift. I went to buy it before Namjoon could notice from the other side of the store. I tucked the bag into my backpack and headed over to the taller man who seemed to be finished looking around.
"Did you buy anything?"he asks, holding the door open for me so we could get ice-cream.
"Nope. You?"I lie, trying my best to hide the smirk on my face with an oblivious smile.
"Nope."he said as well."Hey, Jin-hyung just told me that Jimin-ah was freaking out when he found out you weren't in your room."
"Really? Oops...Should I tell him I'm with you?"I ask, taking out my phone.
"Hmm...that might not be the best idea. Unless you want V and Jiminie to tease you for hanging out with me."he chuckles, walking by my side on the busy sidewalk.
"Well...all we're doing is walking around the city...and we still have about two hours before we should head back to get ready. I'll just say I went for a walk with my design team."
"That's a better idea."
We get into the ice-cream shop and decide to hangout and eat there while talking about each other's day at the moment. Soon he mentioned his ideas for their next songs and how he wanted to write this upbeat song with crazy choreography that would make even Hoseok struggle. I laughed and told him about my own comeback which will be happening in a month or two after this trip. Soon enough the sun started to set, and it was about time to head back to the hotel. As we walked I prepared an idea to give him my present once we head toward the tenth floor, just so the people in the lobby would not bother us and the staff members wouldn't realize that Namjoon and I ditched. We walk into the elevator and I take the bracelet out of my bag and turn to Namjoon who seemed to have something in his hands too. He gave me a cheeky smile and I give him one in return.
"Looks like we had the same idea."I laugh."You show me first."
"No you show me yours first."he laughs, his dimples freely showing.
"Tch, fine."I sigh, taking his right hand and slipping the bracelet on."I hope you like it Namjoon-oppa."
"I hope you like mine as well."slipping on an identical yinyang bracelet on my right wrist."So we have the same taste?"
"I guess we do."I giggle, realizing how strange it is for both of us to get the same exact bracelets, well we were at the same store after all."They're matching!"
After waiting in the elevator for a moment we release each other's hands and I face the closed sliding doors once more.
'I'm glad Namjoon-oppa is happy.'
"You know...it's really difficult for me to be near you."
I turn to him with an eyebrow raised at his sudden comment."What are you talking about Namjoon-oppa?"
He blushes lightly and turns to face me as well, although he can't meet my questioning eyes while he spoke."I mean...I feel like, I don't know...Do you remember the incident between you and I in the Bangtan dorm?"
I flashed back to the moment I was covered head to toe with water and Namjoon taking care of me until the others came. It was subtle, but the way he stared at me with such lust and longing suddenly came back to my mind. I nod and look toward the ground, my face suddenly heating up.
"I know I wasn't able to tell you properly, please don't let this affect anything between us. If you don't accept my feelings, then please accept my friendship."
Our floor was getting nearer and nearer by the moment and we were already on the fifth floor.
"Of course, I would never push you away Namjoon-oppa."I say matter-of-factly.
"Well, I never thought I would...in the beginning I wanted to be nothing more than a friend. A brother-figure of some sort. I felt like I owed you back then, and that I owe you again for letting yourself trust me. But after I got to know you...your personality and how loving you are...I just...developed these feelings for you. I get jealous when you're with V all the time. That was the first sign, and then seeing you dancing, I wonder if you are just teasing me in some way."his voice gradually got lower, as he stepped closer and bowed his head."...I think about you at night...and I just can't go on with the day without thinking about you at least once. I don't know if it's love, but it's sure damn close to it."
With that we reached the ninth floor, a floor right below the ours and my lips were suddenly covered by his. My eyes widened and he pulled back.
"You said you would never push me away, do you really mean it?"he whispered, kissing me with more strength and snaking an arm around my waist.
My hands rise up to grip at his shirt, but I didn't find a reason to push him away. Instead I stood as still as a statue, confusion welling up inside me as Namjoon went as far as to trap me against the elevator wall. And just then, the elevator door opened with a familiar ding. Namjoon pulled away just as the person waiting behind the closed metal doors who witnessed the scene cleared his throat.
