Once our food arrived I found out what it was. It was crispy chicken that had a hint of rosemary in it. It was damn good. He and I talked about ourselves more. I found out his favorite color is purple. He likes to write songs. He told me that once we head back to the house he'll let me listen to one of his songs called Trivia: Love.
The dinner was amazing and it had a good atmosphere. Once we got done and the check got paid by Namjoon. (even though I continuously offered to pay for my part, he kept saying no.) We walked out into the refreshing night sky and he slid his arm around my waist. I rested my head on his chest and we slowly walked back to the car.
"So, what do you think bout today? Did I do good?" He asks while taking hit that was around my waist now moving it to my shoulders. I lean into him more and grasp the hand around my shoulders with my left hand.
"It was alright." I respond with a smirk on my face.
"Alright?" He turns to me with worry in eyes, thinking 'what did I do wrong?' his face was too funny. I couldn't contain my laughter and so I let out a loud laugh.
"Pfft. I'm kidding dummy. You did good. Ten brownie points to you!" I say while poking his chest.
"Phew, you had me scared there for a moment. Thought I'd have to whip out the surprise I have planned to make it better than 'alright'." Surprise? Now I wanna know!
"What surprise?" His eyes go a bit wide and he realises what he just did.
"Nothing. No surprise. I meant the mice. The mice in my pocket." 😑
"That's a terrible lie." His head drops in embarrassment.
"I know...You'll know soon what I mean." He looks to me and winks with a smug look on his face.
"We'll see I guess."
"Yep, now. About those brownie points. How bout you give me a reward when I get to 100 hmm? Or even 50! That way you earn something good out of the 'reward'." His eyes get lustful and he wiggles his eyebrows while licking his lips slightly.
"Shush ya perv." I lightly slap him on the chest and think about something. "You'll get it at 60 points." I quietly say in hopes that he doesn't hear but he of course does. His face brightens up and cracks a giant smile that goes from ear to ear. Namjoon leans on me and kisses my cheek lightly.
"Good." His once again husky voice hits my ears and I quiver while in his hold.
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We arrive home and I peel off my dress and massage my sore feet. I regret wearing heels! I go to my nightstand and reach for a bag up makeup wipes. I take one out and wipe off all the makeup on my face. People are usually surprised that I don't wear foundation or any kind of heavy makeup. I like makeup a bit but not enough to slather my face with it.
Once my makeup is off I put on an oversized t-shirt and look at myself in the mirror. Hmmm, i always wear this one, let's try something new.
*Knock, Knock*
"Yes?" I interject and go into his room, speeding to his drawers and looking for something.
"Ah-hah!" I pull out a dark navy blue sweatshirt that has a hoodie. "Look away."
"Wh-wait. What are yo-" before he asks I throw my shirt on his face and slide the sweatshirt on. Namjoon rips the shirt away from his face and looks me up and down while walking to me.
"Why?" His face has confusion written on it. I jump in his bed and get comfy.
"I wanted to wear one of yours. Let's go to bed now." I get under the covers and motion for him to jump in. He pauses with a confused face still but then catches on to what I mean and grins with a bigger smile than before.
"Alright princess." Namjoon slides in beside me and wraps his arms around my waist. I maneuver around to where I'm facing him. I look up to him and he looks back. Before he gets a chance to say anything I give him a quick peck and turn around. "He-"
"Night Namjoon."
"Mm, goodnight baby." With that he and I drift off to sleep.
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My Tutor (Namjoon X Reader)
FanfictionI haven't been doing so great at school. My grades are slipping and my father has been on my ass about it. I just wanna have some fun and live my life! is that too much to ask for...I just wanna make some freinds and get away from the toxic ones I h...