"Hey namjoon whats up?" A cheerful bright voice answered. "Hey Jimin, i need your help" Namjoon replied. "I swear to god Namjoon if you change this design one more tim-" Jimin began, "its about a girl." Namjoon cut him off. "......go on" jimin was obviously intruiged, namjoon could picture the smirk on his face.
"I met this girl, tall, small waist, curly hair, most beautiful green eyes you could imagine, glasses, really into books so shes really knowledgable and creativ-". "Okay boy i get the point! You're head over heels!" Jimin huffed, obviously getting annoyed at namjoons rambling. "Anyways" namjoon continued, embarrassed at the fact that he was ranting
"I noticed that she wouldnt stop looking at my tattoos, so is it okay if i bring her with me to my session this Saturday?" Namjoon questioned, drawing out the last syllable of saturday. "So you want me to be nice thats what youre saying? Ugh fine, but you owe me big time" Jimin sighed- namjoon could sense him shaking his head. "Thanks jimin, you are the best tattoo artist ever you know that?", "ugh whatever just make sure that she doesnt faint or something" jimin laughed lightly before hanging up. 'Wow i really owe him' thought namjoon has he opened up lydias contact ready to reply to her message.
Sipping his coffee, namjoon decided how forward on a scale of 1 to 10 should he be. He didnt want to scare her but he didnt want to be highly underwhelming. He drummed his fingers on his thighs before typing out his reply.
Lydia was now sprawled out on her sofa, her longs legs hanging off the edge as she tried to sing away all the butterflies in her stomach. Everytime she thought that she had finally calmed down namjoons bloody dimples appeared in her brain again.
'Ping!' Her phone buzzed and the screen lit up. Honestly, lydia herself would admit, she had never moved so fast in her life. "Yes its me Namjoon, meet me outside the library at 11am sweetheart x" ....did he just...call me...sweetheart? Lydia squealed and almost fell off the sofa. She checked his message and indeed, he had typed that. 'Deeep breaths Lydia' she repeated to herself over and over again. Stay. Calm.
She went to bed that night trying to calculate the best outfit to wear, aswell as trying to figure out where the hell Namjoon was going to take her?
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Books & Tattoos - A Namjoon Fanfiction
FanficWho would have thought that Lydia's heavenly place would also have a heavenly man?
