Could you make a one shot where namjoon finds out where his fanclub resides and they found him after he tripped over something
It was pretty warm outside so Namjoon decided to go for a walk in hopes of coming up with a new song to write.
Outside was rather breezy and Namjoon being Namjoon almost was blown off his feet more than once by the strong gust of wind, he kept his balance though, thankfully. The trees were dancing in the wind and the animals were singing or running along their daily lives.
Namjoon only realized he was lost when he actually realized twenty minutes had passed and he didn't reach the fast food joint he was originally going to. Feeling frustrated and lost, Namjoon kicked a rock inevitably tripping and landing face first with a shriek. Almost immediately, several footsteps were heard making their way over to an aching Namjoon.
"Omigosh Namjoon are you okay?" one person asked frantically beginning to panic while another helped him up and tested his vision.
"Yeah, thank you, I just fell...How'd you know my name?" Namjoon asked as it hit him.
"Why wouldn't your fanclub member know your name?" the stranger huffed smilling a little.
"Fanclub?" Namjoon asked confused, "I didn't think I'd have a fanclub..." he murmured not intending to be heard by the rest.
"Oh baby no, you don't really know anything do you? Come on, we'll educate you." the same guy who helped him up said while pulling him somewhere making it clear to Namjoon that personal space didn't exist in his vocabulary. Namjoon let himself be pulled along to where ever, he was curious and lost so he saw no harm in going along. Namjoon looked around when they stopped only to find himself at a corner cafe in plain sight but placed where no one really looks. It was named "Pocket~Namoji Cafe" and had a picture of Koya next to it. The interior design was turquoise and black with black, white and turquoise hearts, diamonds, stars and arrows scattered everywhere. There was an ordering counter, cashier and little booths and tables scattered everywhere with plush looking seats.
"Woah..." Namjoon gasped in awe.
"We know, it took years to set this up. We all played an efficient amount... This is our home." Someone explained before ushering Namjoon over to a seat and starting up a conversation as the rest pulled up chairs and told stories and jokes, laughing merrily.
Sorry for late late entry I was really busy and tired and lazy. 😅
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Soft Hours
FanfictionNamjoon has been feeling sad about the hurtful comments he's been seeing lately and all Bangtan wants to do is to see their leader smile again. Could become a possible future one shot book if people send requests.