Favourite Girl

Chapter 11

As you reached the bottom of the stairs Namjoon placed you down, and you both found yourself blushing and out of breath. As your feet once again found the floor and your eyes locked onto his your heart took and uncomfortably pleasant plunge in your chest. You leant back against the wall of the small hall way, with the intention of catching you breath and reorganising your thoughts. Namjoon placed his hand above your head and leant against it, with what you assumed was the same intention. As your eyes locked still on his you realised however that it was in fact something entirely different.

'Y/N.' He panted, oxygen leaking back into his lungs slower then expected. He briefly wondered when he had last laughed to the point of being out of breath. He couldn't remember. You didn't respond but instead simply stared up at him, the man you had just announced your love to not seconds before.

'What do you think, about how I should introduce you to them?'

You blinked rapidly, had this been a question that had only just crossed his mind because of your previous conversation? Or had he been thinking over this for a while? Was this not really the time to define what you were, when only seconds before you had both quickly decided that you were already perfectly aware of what this was?

'I don't know.' Was all you could manage, falling over your own words and suddenly unable to look at him. Was every moment always going to be so intense?

'Well, can I introduce you as my girlfriend?' Then he was the one who couldn't hold your gaze, as your eyes shot up to meet his, he looked away to some point behind your head.

' Namjoon....I.....' You couldn't find the words, there weren't any, not in your vocabulary at least. He chanced a glance in your direction for a brief second but found himself caught there, caught in the beauty of the smile that had formed its way across your face. And because words weren't enough that smile and the small nod of your head became your answer. The solid, unwavering answer: yes. Your smile was suddenly mirrored in Namjoon's expression and happiness electrified the air around you.

'Okay.' Namjoon all but whispered and placed a soft kiss to your forehead before taking your hand and leading you into your own living room. Your heart almost stopped as your eyes fell on the 6 familiar faces perched in various positions over the small space, all silently staring at you. Namjoon quickly threw himself into some fast Korean monologue which you understood little to nothing of, apart from the numerous times he uttered your name alongside the word that you were almost certain meant girlfriend.

When he was done, all eyes traced from him to you. You suddenly felt like the last small child to turn up at a party full of big kids. You took a small step to stand half protected by Namjoon's broad back and gave a small wave from behind him. Instantly the room broke out into the chaos you had been expecting from the beginning. You were suddenly surrounded by all of them, a little too close and gushing over you in words you didn't understand. You let out an accidental whimper and sqooze Namjoon's hand a little tighter. He chuckled to himself.

'Give her some room guys, she needs to breath.' He said and then repeated the same statement in Korean. Each of them took a step back and bowed to you gently, apologising for their over excitement.

'I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you all.' You spoke quietly and blushed slightly at the fact that you couldn't introduce yourself properly to them, you could only hope they understood.

'Hi Y/N!' The boy you recognised as Taehyung said loudly and shot you his signature boxy smile. With that you felt yourself physically relax and instinctively loosened your grip on Namjoon's hand.

'You're okay.' He whispered into your ear, bending down slightly. 'They understand more then they let on and anything else I'll translate for you.' You nodded and smiled at him. He let go of your hand and went to join Jimin and Jungkook who had returned to sit on the rug by the fireplace. You sat next to Namjoon there and slowly the afternoon began to fold into laughter and conversation which you slowly found yourself beginning to understand. After all you had the best translator in the world as your boyfriend.