Her Moonchild

20

Namjoon's POV

"What do you mean it's too late? Kaizan, no. I'm coming. Just, please, please give me one last chance."

I did the last thing I thought I wouldn't do.

I beg.

I know I fucked up and I need to fix it.

I can't let this end like this.

The members looked at me worriedly my hand shaking a little, both from nervousness and frustration. I am frustrated with myself because I have been so stupid and careless. I shouldn't have disregarded her calls.

And then I heard the sound of continuous knocking on my door. It was probably one of the girls from Blackpink so I didn't pay attention.

Jimin stood up and opened the door. I was so pre-occupied with waiting for Kaizan's answer I didn't care how my members looked and how they were going out of my room one by one.

"I want to stay here," I heard Taehyung fighting over Jungkook who was pulling him outside and my eyebrow raised.

"Zan?" I called for her but she didn't answer. "Please...." my voice cracking at the end. My eyes now focusing on the floor.

My heart is beating so fast, and it probably wasn't just my hands shaking but everything else on me.

"You don't need to book a flight," I heard her once again and it pains to heat her words like this.

"Zan..." I was hopeless.

Is this the end for us? Is this her breaking up with me?

Before I knew it, I started crying. Thank God the members are already out. I don't want to worry them even more.

"Namjoon-ah... You look thinner... Did you not take care of yourself when I was away? " she whispered and my brows furrowed.

"Huh?" I asked confused. What does she mean?  And why does her voice seemed to be getting louder?

"Stop crying..." she whispered but I didn't stop. With my head hung low and my eyes filled with tears, I continuedly sobbed.

Until I felt a hand on my shoulder.

Was it one of the members?

"Stop crying, baby. I'm already here," I heard her said but I was a little confused because it doesn't seem like it came from the phone.

And then my eyes saw the pair of shoes before me.

My brows furrowed.

That pair of shows seemed oddly familiar.

And then I lifted my gaze, my eyes going wide at the sight of her.

She no longer has the phone on her hands. Instead, her hands cupped my face as she smiled at me.

"I'm already here. So stop being sad because we're going to fix this. We're not giving up. I won't give you up. It has always been you sacrificing, now let me do my part, Namjoon," she stated and my heart fluttered at her words, my heart beating real fast.

It was as if I was in Australia once again.

She was smiling and my stupid heart is once again going crazy.

I can't believe it.

"When did you get here?" I asked,  still confused about everything.

He pinched my cheeks while smiling.

"Earlier. I watched your concert. You were so adorable when you forgot that it's your turn already when you guys were singing "Best of Me", she teased and my cheeks flushed red, she started giggling.

Before I can even respond, I heard Chaeyoung's voice from outside.

"Yah! Are you guys not giving them space? I'm not shoeing Ashton to anyone of you including you Jimin, if you guys don't leave," we heard her threaten the boys and they started protesting.

Kaizan and I laughed at them. Of course, my members would eavesdrop.

My eyes focused back on her, my arms reaching for her waist.

"We're not giving up, right?" I told her and she smiled...

"Nope. But you have to make sure I have free concert tickets from now on because you definitely look a hot grinding at the stage," she started teasing and I started coughing at her words, her laughter resonating the whole room.

And I watch her.

She was still as beautiful as I remember.

Suddenly, it's as if the pain that we felt the last few months vanished.

All I see is her smile.

Her hair, it was no longer fiery red.

"You changed your hair color," I whispered and she chuckles.

"You don't like it? I was getting tired of standing out too much with my red hair and I thought you wouldn't like it when guys looked at me with admiration. You know, since I'm too beautiful, so I dyed it to black," she joked and a smile escaped my lips.

"You're still beautiful whatever hair color you have," I told her before pulling her closer, my face now buried on her stomach and her hand landed on my head.

We just stayed like this for minutes.

I can't believe this.

She's here.

She's here for me.

"Namjoon-ah..." she called for my name and I felt a warm hand caressing my heart.

"Hmmm?"

"I love you," she stated and I pulled away. My eyes locking with hers and there and then, I lost it.

In a flash, I was standing, my hands still wrapped on her waist but my lips already crashed on hers. I was kissing her hungrily, all the longing that I had for her from months of being away dawning into me.

And she was kissing me back.

I missed her.

I pulled away from her a little, giving her pecks of kisses on her face, uttering series of "I love you's".

We probably will have a lot more problems to overcome in the future, like her being known to my fans someday but like what she said, we won't give up.

Her hand grabbed the back of my neck, a mischievous smile on her face.

"I didn't book a long flight for one kiss, mister," he stated before pulling me back for a kiss, a smile merging on my kiss while kissing her.

This is probably one of the happiest days of my life.

Because I have the boys, my family, our fans...

I have her.

I may not be her bias and she maybe the Wrong Fan,

but with her, I fell in love.

- the end