Moon Song | k.nj

Chapter 5

~Three days later~

Haneul stared at her phone screen, waiting for a response from Namjoon. Suddenly, her screen lit up. 

N:-Hey! Sorry I was working on a song-

H:--It's fine. I was just wondering how you were--

N:-I'm ok. I'm a bit tired from the other night :)-

H:--Sorry. That was my fault XD-

N:-How've you been since I saw you last?-

H:--Fine. Sitting on my couch doing nothing but eating almonds.--

H:--Sorry am i interrupting u?--

N:-Nah. It's fine. Why don't you come over.?-

H:--I don't exactly know how to get there.--

N:-I guess I forgot.-

H:--You could come over and keep me company, tho! We could watch a movie.--

N:-Sounds like fun. I'll be over in a sec-

H:--Yay! See ya, Joon!--

Several minutes later, a knock sounded on her door. She stretched and got up to answer it. 

"Hi!"

"Hello."

"Come in." Haneul quickly shut the door against the rain.

"I hope you didn't get too wet! Did you walk?"

"Had to. My car's being fixed."

"Well, here's a towel. And i have a shirt you could borrow if you want."

"Are you sure it would fit me?" Namjoon laughed.

"It's a men's shirt, silly."

"You just have men's shirts in your apartment?"

"Yup." Haneul fished through a cupboard and tossed him a shirt. 

"Thanks." 

Namjoon dried his wet hair first, attempting to restyle it. 

"Let me help." She combed back his hair expertly with her hand, wiping droplets from his damp forehead. Smiling, she sat on the back of her couch and waited as Namjoon dried himself. 

Haneul hadn't quite thought about telling him where the bathroom was so he could change his shirt. He didn't ask. 

Joon unbuttoned his soggy shirt slowly. He peeled it off his skin and paused before dropping it onto his jacket. All she could see was his muscular back, until he turned around.

Haneul's heart stared beating faster than it ever had. His ripped abs gleamed with rainwater in the light of her apartment, and his biceps flexed as he began tugging her shirt on. She didn't realize she was staring until he bent his head down to lock eyes with her. 

"What?" He asked innocently.

"N-nothing." She smirked. 

Namjoon smiled widely and lifted her chin with his hand. 

"Aren't you going to let me sit?"