Books & Tattoos - A Namjoon Fanfiction

01

For the tall, curly haired, slender girl, the library was her heaven. Rows upon rows of knowledge and creativity was ready at her fingertips. Who needs exercise to relieve stress when endlessly walking and gazing at the books titles would take away all worries and concerns? Who needs computers when solid, unaltered, written knowledge covered entire walls? She pondered all this as she walked there after her exhausting day of school; filled with teachers constantly yelling at the same annoying kids and constant homework being thrown at her. That word there, constant. School life is mundane, repetative and neverending in her opinion. At least the library had books that transported her to new realms, time periods, places and let her meet new people.

Excited to see if her reservations for the lastest series she has been obsessed with had come in, she yanked open the door and strode up to the reception counter.
"Hey Mrs.Green, how are you? The honeysuckle outside looks gorgeous did you trim it?" The girl said to the receptionist. "Uhhh, no Mrs.Green didnt tend to the honeysuckle that was actually me" a deep, smooth voice replied calmly yet with evident confusion.

Only then did the girl realise that Mrs.Green wasnt sat behind the counter, but it was indeed and young man. With soft hair styled upwards showing his forehead, dimples adorning his cheeks and the most beautiful deep eyes framed by stylish glasses. He wore a black turtleneck jumper and a few silver piercings in his ears- suprisingly, the top of a tattoo could be seen reaching round the side of his neck by his sharp jaw. "My name is Namjoon, im filling in for Mrs.Green as she is not feeling well" Namjoon replied with his heavenly voice, flashing a cheeky yet warm grin. "Oh sugar im so sorry! My name is Lydia" the tall girl stammered. 'Cute' thought Namjoon at her obviously flustered self.
"I was wondering if a reservation order for me has come in yet?" Lydia whispered, averting her gaze from the boyfriend material sat infront of her. "Let me go check in the back" Namjoon laughed lightly at lydias flushed cheeks before getting up and leaving- also flashing those god-forsaken dimples at her.

Lydia couldnt help but admire his height, his hugs would be so warm and safe as he would be able to wrap his arms around her and rest his chin on her head she thought. As she continued to imagine how great it would be to finally be the little spoon- not only that but a little spoon with this handsome sweet man, she didnt realise that namjoon had returned and had been sitting infront of her waving his large, thick metal rings adorned fingers, by her glasses. Snapping back suddenly when Namjoon finally resorted to flicking her in the forehead, Lydia's dazed expression made Namjoon chuckle. "Spacing out again?" he said cheekily at her steadily reddening cheeks. Before the poor embarrassed girl could stutter out a reply, Namjoon placed several large books on the counter, "Are these the books you are looking for?" He questioned. Still slightly shocked at herself for zoning out, Lydia simply said "yes, thank you" Namjoon leaned over and registered the books into her account, in doing so his sleeve rode over his wrist and up his arm a fraction- revealing a delicate roses and snakes tattoo.

He turned to look at Lydia's cute flushed cheeks, tall frame yet with a small waist, her glasses framing her gorgeous green eyes and her thick curly hair tied in a low ponytail, all he could hope for in a partner and more- which is why his plan must work, he cant let this angel slip out of his grasp. He wanted, no needed, to talk to her in any coffeshop she wanted to go in, needed to watch her absorb pages upon pages of literature- her eyes flashing with whatever the words were saying to her, he needed to make her laugh whilst he held her in his arms, he needed to feel her trace his tattoos whilst she slept, he needed to be able to call this stunning, gorgeous woman his and only his.

Flashing his dimples once again, he helped put the books in her bag, a small gesture that brought more heat to Lydias cheeks, he prayed that his plan would work as he watched her walk out of the library door.

Scurrying away quickly out of the library Lydia sighed deeply, how the hell did such a heavenly man exist on this planet?! She had almost given up hope of finding a partner as the selection of boys at her school consisted of short, cocky assholes, boys that have more interest in anime women that real ones, or boys that do drugs. None of them even vaguely compared to the man that is Namjoon.

She smiled broadly as she walked home, music blasting through her headphones as she thought about the fact that her heavenly place, also had a heavenly man working there.