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...
**After a two month hiatus I am back in full swing guys! Here's a little treat for you. I'll post nine on Tuesday. I'm sincerely sorry it took so long but thank you all for your support! 🙏🏼 **
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Daeji
I couldn't believe I would see you again. My heart races and I swear I can feel the pounding in my ears. I feel a little woozy but I stand my ground. I look up at my first love in shock yet with a poker face. He just had to interrupt this moment. I internally scream. Struggling to keep my emotions at bay. I will not let him get the best of me.
I walk closely next to Namjoon making sure to put a respectable distance between Taehyung and I. I can feel Tae's eyes bore into me while I focus on the leaves crunching underneath my feet. I clear my throat and break the silence.
"So what brings you to this side of town Taehyung?" I ask curiously. I look up to see him smiling sweetly at me.
"I just returned from studying abroad in France. I'm on a little break and decided to come visit some family and friends." He responded non-chalantly. Displaying his strange but captivatingly aloof aura that I remembered from high school.
"Oh well that's wonderful! How was France? It sounds so beautiful." I respond dreamily.
"Oh it was. I love the atmosphere of France. The language is so beautiful to me. The countryside is stunning. I almost didn't want to return but Korea is my home. Something always pulls me back here." He hinted slyly. He smiled and brushed against my shoulder lightly.
I quickly looked away and flushed a deep shade of crimson.
Namjoon noticed the gesture and rolled his eyes. His hands trembled while he fought the urge to steal Daeji away. He never realized he could be so jealous.
"So! You guys have known each other quite a while huh?" Namjoon said quickly changing the subject.
"Yeah!" Daeji squeaked. "I've known him since freshman year of high school! We were close friends."
"I mean if that's what you call close friends-" Tae interrupted. Daeji elbowed him quickly to quiet him. Tae chuckling at her failed attempt to quiet him since he's towers over her small frame.
Namjoon raised an eyebrow but said nothing.
"I was the class clown and she was the quiet one. A match made in heaven some may say. Do you remember the time Mrs. Soohyun made us partners and we had to write that report together?" Tae said excitedly.
"You mean the one you made me finish on my own? My hard work that got you an A?" I grumble.
"Whoa whoa whoa. I did the outline but yes you came in clutch that day! I never thanked you properly. You were such a huge help." Tae said sincerely.
"You were such a huge help, Oh hush Tae you're so annoying." I laugh loudly while mimicking him. "You were such a pain but pulled through in the end. I couldn't stand to deliver the report. I was so nervous."
"I remember that! You stuttered so much I had to basically hold your hand!" Tae laughed.
"Well I'll have you know I'm much better at public speaking now that I'm older. I'm not afraid to tell it like it is." I challenge.
"Oh we will see young grasshopper." Taehyung laughed.
I looked to my left to see Namjoon lost in thought. The small lines in between his eyebrows began to furrow and I knew he was stressing. Oh shit. What if he's mad Taehyung is here? I studied his face to see if there was an ounce of anger at all.
"What are you looking at Daeji?" Namjoon questioned.
I was so lost in thought that I forgot I was staring. I chuckled and said, "Oh nothing Namjoonah, your cute face."
My lame attempt to make him smile worked and I instantly felt relieved. I quickly felt guilty that this day hadn't turned out how we expected.
"Daeji, you're such a flirt. That was a terrible pick up line." He blushed and flashed his pearly whites which complimented his beautiful dimples. I always envied them.
"Daeji, would you like to come over later on for dinner? I think eomma is making Samgyeopsal! I'm feeling quite hungry." Namjoon said practically drooling.
"Yeah sure!" I answered. I remembered Taehyung shortly after and felt panicked.
"Don't worry about me guys!" He stated sarcastically.
"We can catch up another day maybe?" Daeji said.
"Of course. I would love that." Tae replied.
"Here let me grab my phone an-" I got cut off mid sentence by Tae grabbing my hand.
"It's alright Daeji. Can I put my number in here for you?" Tae flashed a sweet, boxy smile. The ones he knew I couldn't resist.
When his hand touched mine, it was like fire ignited from deep within the buried mess we used to have.
"Y-yes that's fine." My voice wavered. His touch left a lingering heat on my hand.
"Well I'll see you guys later. Have a good day and nice to meet you Hyung." Tae outstretched a hand for Namjoon.
"You as well Taehyung." Namjoon shook his hand respectfully.
I sighed deeply. More so relieved that this whole experience was over with.
"Yes Namjoon. Everything is alright." He motioned for my hand and I grabbed it willingly. I tugged it and started running back to the campground. Was I excited to head to Namjoon's house or was I running from the past? I couldn't be sure.
