Namjoon fanfic about best friends who have no idea they're meant for each other. Well. Daeji doesnt. Namjoon has been her best friend since they were small. Of course that idea hasn't even crossed her mind. To her, he would always be her intelligent...
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Daeji
I hurry and throw my clothes into my bag. I look over at the messy suitcase and rolls my eyes my OCD quickly kicking in. I begin to fold everything and place it in nice, little stacks to conserve space. Once all of my makeup and sweaters made it into my bag I felt content. I'm actually on time! This feels great!
I grins triumphantly and carries my bags downstairs to the front door. She sees her mom in the kitchen and eats a small breakfast before Namjoon gets there.
"Be safe at this camp you hear?" My mom commands.
"Of course mom!" I drone. Immediately regretting my tone. "
Thank you so much for letting me go!" I chirp. I kiss her on the forehead and put my plate in the sink. The waffles she made were so good I practically inhaled them.
"I'm serious. Also, I've been meaning to talk to you about some serious topics I feel that you're ready for. " She says lightly.
My eyes grow big as I suspect the conversation is probably going to take a sexual turn. This was my first real trip far away from my mom and with a boy at that? My strict, model citizen mother would have none of "that foolishness" with me. "What about?" I squeak. Dreading even asking the question in the first place.
" I want you to take these with you incase anything arises." She pulls a brown paper bag out from under the table. "You're 17 now and teenage pregnancy is almost preventable if using some form of protection." Mom states.
I choke on the milk I was drinking, spraying the entire cup contents out of my nose. I choke profusely on the rich liquid so hard that my face turns slightly pink.
"MOM!!" I shout. "That's disgusting! Thanks but no thanks! I definitely took Sex-Ed my sophomore year!" I say and roll my eyes. A hint of defiance in my voice and honestly a tinge of fear.
"Take this just in case! I can't control what you decide but I can control what I provide you with!" She shoves the bag into my arms and I flush matching that of a fire hydrant.
"Ughh!" I yell as I run over to my suitcase and make it seem like I'm packing it.
I hide it behind the big armoire in the dining room instead. I take only three yellow packages and slide them into a hidden pocket in my bag. Just in case right? I don't need a whole box though as I laugh at my idiotic mom. Of course she would think I'm a sex starved teenager.
I glance out the window seeing the familiar black Jeep pull up on the driveway. Thank god for great timing.
"Mom! Namjoon's here! I'll see you later!!"
I run outside excited to start my new adventure with my best friend. I was so flattered when he asked about joining him. He has these every year but not once mentioned including me. I never cared though. I was glad he had time with his family. His dad works so much and his mom is always on book tours. I was glad I was able to tag along and be a "Kim" for a weekend.
Namjoons face lit up like a Christmas tree when I approached him.. His dimple so prevalent and his pearly whites made me return the smile. "Let's get it cracking dork! Time for the party of the millennia!" I joked. I hopped in the car and he chuckled as he popped in one of our favorite mixtapes he made a while back. "I got all the 90's jams just for us!" He states. "Time for a road trip of the greatest hits,"
"Because if you don't know we'll now ya know!" We rapped simultaneously. 🎵
