𝙢𝙤𝙤𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙙 | the eighth member of bts [ON HOLD]

his moonchild

"we are each other's nightscape,
each other's moon"

Jaehwa sits on her bed in the hotel room, a clear expression of worry plastered on her face. She scrunches up her eyebrows and her nose and purses her lips—something she often does when she's worried—as she continues to read a news article on her phone.

She soon turns it off and places it screen down on the bed; she can't read any more of it, she just can't. She leans her head back in frustration, closes her eyes, and runs a hand through her newly dyed white and blue hair. "Fuck."

Just then, Namjoon walks out of the bathroom wearing a grey t-shirt and flannel pajama pants. His hair is still damp from the shower. He sees a distressed Jaehwa on the bed. He begins to worry.

"Jae Jae," he says, "what's wrong?"

"Come here," she says quietly. Namjoon sits on the bed beside her, and she opens up her phone to show him what she was reading.

Nova and RM Might be More Than Just Friends

She curls up into a ball in the bed as he looks at the article. Her lips quiver. She's scared. She doesn't want to cause a scandal or receive hate or criticism. But because she and Namjoon are idols, all of the above will inevitably happen.

She cries softly.

"They're onto us," she says through sobs.

Namjoon puts a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Shh, Jagiya," he whispers. "Everything will be okay."

Besides her heavy breathing, Jaehwa is silent.

"Baby," Namjoon pleads, "look at me. Please."

She looks up at him with puffy red eyes. Namjoon puts his hand on her cheek and wipes away her tears with his thumb. He pulls her into a hug. She relaxes in his warm and gentle embrace.

"We both knew this would happen," he says, "if we began a secret relationship."

"I know," Jaehwa weakly responds. "I'm just not sure I can handle the hate we'll get." She begins to cry again. "I mean we both already get enough as it is."

Both are silent, but during this silence, Jaehwa remembers the night Namjoon confessed to her.

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June 29, 2018

"Hey," Jae greeted as she hopped into Namjoon's studio. "I was beginning to wonder where you went."

"Hi, Jae." Namjoon stopped writing and put his pen down on his notebook. He leaned back in his chair and turned around to talk to her. He smiled. "Did you have a nice birthday?"

"Yes, I did." She smiled and looked at the bracelets on her wrist. "Thank you again for the bracelet set. I know I thanked you and the boys earlier but—"