𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯

28

"Okay Jimin, keep an eye on Jungkook and help him if need be. He's in Tae and I's bed at the moment resting so don't bother him. We're gonna go out and search for a bigger bed for your bedroom so clear that off at some point as well." With the doorknob in hand, Namjoon smiled and waved a goodbye to Jimin, closing the door behind himself. I slipped my hand into the comfort of his, smiling and leaning my cheek into his arm as we walked.

"Joonie, I love you, I love you so much," I cooed softly, feeling my chest tighten with all those lovey dovey emotions I'd only felt when we lived in our old home. It was nice to feel at ease for once. I had answers to my questions, so I could finally lay them to rest and focus on what mattered to me instead: Namjoon and I.

"I love you too baby," He smiled, wrapping his arm securely around my waist and letting my hand go. I nuzzled my nose into his side lovingly before looking ahead as we walked to the elevator. Once in it, I stood in front of him, peering up at him. His brows raised in curiosity as his lips pulled into a dimpled grin, and I tilted my head and felt myself fall into another childish smile.

"Joonie~" I cooed once again, watching as his expression softened. He leaned down and met our lips in a soft kiss, to which I held on to as long as I could. When we parted, I snaked my hand back into his, facing forward as the door to the elevator opened. We walked out of the elevator, and soon the apartment building, in search of the warehouse which sold beds. 

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"So we find a king size bed?" I asked, peering around at the numerous different beds strewn about the warehouse. Namjoon nodded and tugged at my hand gently to get me to follow. I bumbled behind him, touching beds as we walked past them. Once we arrived at the side with the larger beds, he let go of my hand.

I watched as he lied down from bed to bed, releasing small humming sounds as he thought. I plopped down on plentiful beds myself, not taking care to the fact of whether or not others were watching. After a couple dozen times of lying on beds, I stood up and began to think more logically.

"Joonie, what's our budget?" I asked, checking the price tags of multiple beds. The majority were nearing the higher hundreds, and I didn't want to break the bank. Namjoon pulled out his wallet, counting the bills inside before he whispered a small, "Eight hundred dollars," as he began to scan over price tags as well.

I travelled down the store toward the end with lower quality beds and grabbed a price tag. "Namjoon come here! I found one!" I waved the man over as I sat on the bed. It was equally as squishy and comfortable as the other ones, the only difference was it not being a name brand.

"How much is it?"

"Six fifty. It isn't name brand, but it is soft. Besides if we switch out beds and sell the one Jimin has back to the store, we should only really be paying around a hundred and fifty. Perfect right?" I peered up at my lover, smiling as he nodded his head.

"Perfect. Call Jimin and let him know the news, and I'll find somebody to help us get the bed to the apartment." Namjoon mused happily as he strode off quickly to find a worker.

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"Now that the sleeping situation is taken care of, the rest of the day is ours baby. What do you want to do?"

I rubbed my fingers about Namjoon's knuckles as we walked aimlessly about the bustling city. We had already eaten at home, so there wasn't a reason to do that anytime soon. We found a bed for Jimin and Jungkook, so there went the reason we initially came out into the city for.

"I don't know really..." I looked down to my feet as we walked, leaves and such crunching beneath my steps. I hummed and peered back up at the silver haired boy, expecting him to have something in mind. His brows knit together in thought before his eyes sparkled, and I knew he had come up with something.

"Keep looking down babe. I want to surprise you," He smiled, and I felt myself fill with laughter as I kept my gaze fixated strongly toward the concrete, trusting that Namjoon would lead us to our destination safely. The longer we walked, the more I edged to know where he was suddenly taking us to.

We walked for what felt like hours, and I was certain we had circled around the same place twice. Maybe Namjoon had missed our destination the first time? Maybe he was trying to confuse me? We came to a slow stop in front of a building, and I kept my eyes downcast. I heard keys jingle coming from Namjoon's pocket and into a door, followed by the flicking of a door handle.

"Close your eyes baby," His deep voice lulled behind me, and I did as instructed. To prove I truly wasn't looking, I even placed my palms over my eyes. I let Namjoon guide me through the building. It was completely silent other than the clicking of our shoes against wood flooring. I tried to take in the building's scent to see if I remembered it, yet all I could smell was the soft cologne Namjoon was wearing.

I walked blindly with the guidance of Namjoon's hands around my waist, and when we stopped, he gently eased me down. I was left sitting down somewhere, unaware still of where we were. "Can I open now?" I whined, eager to know what was happening.

"Yes baby. But I want you to look toward where my voice is coming from, promise."

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{a/n: Filler chapter sort of! Sorry for not updating for the past week you all!! I was busy having family come visit and I didn't have time to write. School begins in a couple days for me as well so my posting schedule might be different from usual. I promise to update as much as possible!

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