Kpop One Shots

BTS: Namjoon

Namjoon sat at a round wooden table. Rich, red velvet cloth draped overtop. Each of his long fingers showcased a silver ring. Some thin bands and others, large, decorated with different gems. His eyes were stern and serious as he looked out to the three people sitting at the table alongside him. Two men and a woman.

They seemed eager. Even a bit afraid. He could taste every emotion that they radiated. The room was dimly lit. Only a fading can light shone just above Namjoon.

"Taehyung!" He demanded. He flicked out his hand anticipating that something would fill his empty palm. The action sent his long black sleeves flying revealing his tanned, slender wrist.

Out walked a well dressed man. Though his hair was wild. His eyes seemed they had a golden glow to them. He placed a stack of tarot cards in Namjoon's waiting hand. By mistake he'd stepped on the long flowing fabric of the other man's sleeve. The action yanking down his hand nearly sending the cards flying.

"You're dismissed." He spoke through gritted teeth.

He turned his attention back to his awaiting audience. He set the cards on the table before him. He tapped gently on the old weathered surface.

"These here cards?" He said slowly and drawn out. "They know everything about you."

"And how could that be?" On of the men Questioned.

"If you give them faith the cards will speak to your soul," Namjoon insisted avoiding an actual answer.

The man rolled his eyes which the others chose to ignore.

"Etteilla?" The youngest of the trio questioned. He looked to the woman who seamed the most eager to participate.

Namjoon now laid his eyes on her. Without looking he fanned out the cards, the backs facing the ceiling. He swayed his hands rhythmically above them. Without much hesitation he reached over and took the hands of the woman they called Etteilla.

"Come now. Ask." He urged her.

"Will I ever meet my true love?" She asks. Her eyes pleading for an answer.

He releases her hands now to hover over the cards. He pulls out a card flipping it over. Revealed is a picture. He looks thoughtfully over this before making eye contact with the woman. He smiles now revealing deep set dimples on each cheek.

"You've already met her." He says. He stops her from speaking with a wave of his hand.

Namjoon wasn't finished. Not just yet. He draws another card. His tongue clicks against the roof of his mouth and gives her a more serious look this time.

"If you wait too long the love will be gone. You may never find another quite like this one."

She nods quickly. Etteilla is taking in every word he says and committing this to her memory.

He continues the reading with the other two. Respectively they ask of wealth and family troubles. Both are given answers vague enough to be believed. His assistant Taehyung periodically makes appearances taking in and out items as he is asked to do.

Everything Namjoon does has an eire mystical feel to it. Though his handsome features and sheer billowy clothing seemed to play a major role in this.

A buzzer sounds in the distance and he sighs standing from his chair.

"Sadly It seems our session is over." He says with a small clap. He shakes all of their hands and walks them out the front door of the small shop they had been in.

Once the door is closed and the blinds are down he lets out a deep sigh. Taehyung emerges from the back. He takes a seat in one of the previously occupied chairs and watches as his friend makes his way back to the table.