Strength || KNJ ✔️

Chapter 28

Haneul's P.O.V

Dinner...

So, aigoo. Namjoon's parents brought me to an expensive restaurant for dinner. I feel fucking bad. I'll make sure I'll pay them back. Not with the whole cash of it, but maybe... presents? We had a good talk, good food. Good company too.

Mr and Mrs Kim are such nice people. They talk to me comfortably, care for me too. They asked a lot about my life. And since they're very comfortable with me, i told them. With every detail. Just like how i told Namjoon my stories. With these stories, they felt bad.

"There's nothing to feel bad about. I've live this way for long. I'm all fine." - i said to Mr and Mrs Kim with a smile.

"I know you lack of love from parents. I know you would wanna at least feel the love." - Mrs Kim said. I smiled.

"I do. At times." - i said.

"That is why we brought you to this small trip." - Mr Kim said.

"Treating you like how parents would. We always do this together with Namjoon, family time." - Mrs Kim added.

"Mr and Mrs Kim, I didn't ask for these. Neither i want for this. Japan, these expensive food, hotel, flight, is just too much for me. I feel bad. And I don't like people to spend huge amount of money for me." - i said.

"Haneul-ah, please don't bring up about money. None of us think about it." - Mr Kim said. Mrs Kim opened up a new topic so I'd stop talking about it. I will always feel guilty for what they've done for me.

We got back to our hotel, after hours of talking. I took a shower first. After that, i put on sweatpants and a tshirt. I sit on my bed, watching the tv. Namjoon is at the balcony, talking to Siena. I sighed.

Siena is lucky. I mean, Namjoon is a guy with lots of pure, soft self inside. I don't know if that make sense but yeah. He's very caring with everyone within him. He's cute at times too. And silly. But it's his charms. He's perfect as he is. Besides breaking my stuffs, and others stuffs, he's perfect.

I don't understand how can he break stuffs easily. It's cool but dangerous. Maybe to him, he uses his normal energy. But to others, it's a very strong energy. I can't get over how cute he looks when he knows he's dead from breaking something. How?

Besides those, he's a guy who lives with high morals. He have strong words, deep feelings about life. Even for himself. One of his charms. I smiled to myself. Even though he's just at the balcony, talking to his girlfriend.

Maybe I wouldn't even have any chance. Since he really love Siena . I know I'd end up alone, in this world, and when i leave. I've never think of him that way, like him, as my boyfriend, never. I just like him. Like, not love.

"What are you thinking? Smiling on your own." - Namjoon asked, snapping his fingers right in front of my face. He sit on my bed, across me, smirking.

"What?" - i asked.

"What are you thinking? You've been smiling on your own for quite long." - he said.

"Nothing. Just some small memories of me and my parents." - i lied.

"Really? It doesn't seem like it." - he said.

"What am I suppose to reply?" - i asked. He laughed.

"You're so cute." - he said, laughing. I felt my heart skip. I look away, watching the tv. Namjoon moves, sitting next to me, watching the tv together.

The next morning...

I yawned. I shivered because it was so cold. Namjoon is done with his shower, drying his hair. I grab a new pair of my black ripped jeans, a oversized white tshirt and black hoodie. I went in the bathroom, taking my shower.