𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℙ𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕥 | 𝘛𝘢𝘦𝘑𝘰𝘰𝘯

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My back collapsed against the bed as a wave of pleasure flowed through me, and I tightened my grip on the silk sheets before huffing out heavily, breathless. My bangs were wet as they clung to my forehead, and my fiance hovered above me as he rode out his high.

"N-Namjoon I-"

"Baby shh," He leaned down, smashing our lips together messily in a wet kiss. I breathed hard as I brought my hands into his hair and laced my fingers through the slick locks. His hands found purchase at my waist, and even after our climax, he kept kissing. I felt weak in his grasp, yet ever so safe at the same time.

"Namjoon I want to tell you something.." I breathed out, cracking open one eye to look down at where he lied, sucking small red and purple bites about my torso. He peered up at me, smirk on his lips as he continued his work with a gentle hum.

"Baby it's serious," I spoke softly, bringing my hand down to cradle his chin so our gazes could meet again. He tilted his head up and raised a brow, his lips etched together into a slight frown as he brought himself up to sit beside me.

I peered up at my fiance. Even despite our just intimate session, somehow he managed to change in the blink of an eye. I smiled and intertwined our fingers, looking up at the silver haired man from where I lied against our pillows. "If I make it big, like we mentioned before moving here, I want you to make it alongside me."

Namjoon's honey skin glimmered with sweat where he sat in the stray sun beams filtering through the curtains, yet even then I could see gloss overflow from his eyes. I pushed myself upright and cupped his cheek, stroking away the tears and replacing them with kisses. "I promised we would do this together, and since I've reflected from earlier today, I still want that to happen. This is your dream too, so let's do it together, right?"

He nodded his head slowly, lips curving into a sweet, dimpled smile before he knocked me back against the bed, showering my cheeks and neck with playful kisses. "Of course Taehyungie of course! I'm so glad we can do this together," He cooed, his deep chocolate eyes peering into my own before he fell beside me, sighing contently.

"For the rest of our lives Taehyung, let's wish on all the stars together. Promise?"

"Promise."

We locked our pinkies together before lying in each other's embrace, enjoying the soothing sound of the beginnings to dusk. The birds began to calm, and as did traffic. A blanket of tranquility filled the air, and things were finally beginning to truly feel like home again.

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"I, Kim Namjoon, hereby sign this contract and agree to all statements within it. I will train my apprentice with the utmost of quality, and nothing less." I smiled as Namjoon read aloud the contract Yoongi had given us. It was Sunday, and even though the studio was supposed to be closed, Yoongi had insisted we come. I nestled close beside Namjoon on the bench and looked over his shoulder as he initialed things and signed others.

"To the company's will, I will service to their requirements... I acknowledge I will be under monitoring..." Namjoon's voice began to trail off as he read, and I knew he was in deep thought, probably processing all the text and reading between the lines. I read over his shoulder and raised a brow, curious as to what it said in its entirety. I didn't want to break his concentration, so I didn't bother to ask him what all was proposed.

"In partial, I will be treated as an idol would," Namjoon formed his mouth into a small 'o' before looking to me, his eyes wide. "This has the potential to mean we might have to hide our relationship from the public eye. I'll talk to Yoongi and his boss about that before I sign that part-"

"I had something similar in my contract, except it said I couldn't engage in a new relationship after I debut as a professional pianist," I tilted my head to meet Namjoon's eyes, curiosity flowing through my thoughts as well. "But you better play it safe and ask for the roundabout of it. I don't want us to get in trouble!"

"No of course not baby," He grinned reassuringly before finishing what he could of the document. With that, we stood and left the music room for Yoongi's office. We knocked on the door before walking in, and Namjoon extended the packet back to the elder. "There's a few things I need clarified, so if you wouldn't mind messaging me later about it, I'd appreciate it. Otherwise, everything sounds fair enough."

The elder nodded after taking the papers and swivelling in his chair to his file cabinet, where he stored the document safely. I slipped my hand into Namjoon's, growing overwhelmed by my expanding thoughts about our future.

"Alright hyung, you have a good rest of your day! We'll have Jimin give you Hoseok hyung's contact information once we get home." Namjoon waved to Yoongi and turned on his heel, and I absentmindedly followed. As we left the building, I was lost in my thoughts and unaware of where we were going.

With the sleeve cuff to the sweater of Namjoon's I was wearing between my lips, I chewed on it as we walked. I stared at the ground, watching my feet flick forward, one after the other. My mind was a haze filled with daydreams about becoming famous, buying nice cars, and best of all, opening a studio all of our own.

I found myself giggling and not paying attention to where I was going, and was met with a harsh searing pain throughout my foot. I fell down almost immediately and in tears due to my foot throbbing, and looking through my tears to find the perpetrator, all I saw was a lone fire hydrant. I rubbed at my toes through my shoe and sniffled, trying to hold myself together best I could.

"Oh baby! How didn't you see that?" Namjoon called out, his tone full of worry. He kneeled down and took off my shoe, examining my foot. I winced as he touched my toes gently, and he frowned while putting my shoe back on my foot. "It looks okay, but let's get you home and put some ice on it." With that, I was scooped into Namjoon's arms and held against his chest. I crossed my legs around his waist and rested my cheek against is shoulder, peering over his back at the people bustling around the streets.

Even with my foot throbbing in pain, and my cheeks blotchy and stained with tears, just watching life go on around us was somewhat comforting. I nuzzled against the nape of Namjoon's neck and lost myself in more daydreams, except this time, there wasn't a fire hydrant to worry about.

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