Stay |unedited| [COMPLETED]

Unveil

I went back to the hall. The boys were seated in a round classy table with a tall golden candle stand seating in the middle.

I sat next to Namjoon. There were also girls with us but I had no time paying attention on who they were. They were just casually talking with the boys.

It was already dinner time so the waiters were deployed to serve us food. I looked at my plate. There were a thick steak and mushed potato. It looked appetizing but I didn't feel like eating. I pushed the plate away from me.

I remembered my conversation with Jae Hi just a few minutes ago.

"What's the matter, princess?" Namjoon's soothing voice made me turned to him. Here he was again, calling me princess like I really am one.

But I was the opposite.

"Nothing, I just don't feel like eating." He looked at me. I know Namjoon wanted me to eat but instead, he didn't insist and it was a good thing.

They just continued conversing beside me but I was just there, spacing out.

The lights on the hall became dimmed as a slow music coming from a piano played. Some of the people gathered at the middle with their partners to slow dance.

I took a deep breath as I looked at them. How does it feel like being carefree? When you have no problems to deal with? When you don't need to stoop too low just to save your dying father?

I was in my deep thoughts when someone offered his hand in front of me.

"Can I have this dance, princess?" Namjoon said, acting like a complete prince slightly bowing his head as he lend his hand to me.

I chuckled at his silly gesture. I then reached for his palm and he guided me to the dance floor.

We reached the middle part of the venue. Namjoon placed his both hands to my waist as I placed mine to his broad shoulders.

Namjoon swayed me gently from side to side, following the slow rhythm of the music.

"I didn't know you dance well, mister." I teased him. I wasn't allowed to call him by his name, right?

I knew Namjoon was shy for he bowed a little bit then giggled awkwardly.

"You make me do things, princess." Namjoon answered.

He never failed to make my heart race just by calling me that. It felt like a melody coming from an angel's lips. It was too soothing.. too relaxing.

His hands that were resting on my waist gave me the addictive tingling feeling. Namjoon was the only person to make me feel this way. His touch could send cloud nine sensation to my whole figure even though there was a fabric separating our skins.

I got too comfortable so I leaned to his broad chest and feel his heart beat. It was racing, matching mine.

As the songs went by, we weren't like dancing anymore. We were like hugging as Namjoon completely circled his arms to my waist.

"You don't know how much holding back it's taking me not to remove your mask. I badly want to see your face and kiss you."

I giggled. "You're too much. I am not that beautiful."

"Beautiful is an understatement. You're beyond perfect." He said to my ears.

I could feel my cheeks burned and my heart went insane.