Pied Piper (Kim Namjoon x Reader)

Epilogue

Ha Eun carefully opened the door to your quarter, carrying the thing you had asked her to get for you. She tiptoed over to the bathroom where you were. Even before she knocked, you opened the door and pulled her in. Namjoon was still asleep, the jet lagged really got to him.

When you got back to the hotel after the meeting with Robert, you both laid in bed and you told him everything that happened. You had to hold him back from going back to the palace to beat the shit out of Robert.

But you reminded him a million times that Robert is insignificant and that you only care about him. "What he said os not true and will never be. You are a great King. The country needs you, I need you. I couldn't have done this without you, my love." you told him.

"Alright. But for every hour that you spend with that jerk, you have to spent it with me quadruple that amount."

"Joonie, we live together, it's not that hard to do." you laughed. The night you came back to the palace, he wouldn't let go of you in his embrace. But you couldn't sleep, thinking about the possibilities in your head. So that's why you called Ha Eun over to help you. You had to pry his arms off of you.

"Do you have the thing?" you asked hastily ask her.

"Unnie, you're making this sound like a drug deal." Ha Eun laughed. She raised the bag up to show that she had it.

"Sorry, I'm just nervous." you said. You grabbed the test from her hand and went to the toilet. It took awhile for the test to develop, but soon after, your eyes widened as tears fell to the floor.

***

The leaves on the tree filtered the sunlight coming down on you. It shined on your hanbok. The soft breeze blew through and you shivered. You then felt arms wrapping around you. When you looked up, you saw that Namjoon was hugging you from behind. He also wore his hanbok, blue and gold. He looked like he just walked out of a historical drama.

"Stop hugging, you'll wrinkle the outfits." Taehyung yelled. He had already finished setting up his camera equipments and he made Hoseok and Yoongi assist him. Taehyung can be very demanding when it comes to his work, Yoongi threatened to knock him out at one point. Hoseok had to intervene so that his boyfriend wouldn't get arrested. "Alright, let's begin." he declared.

Taehyung had suggested to take a portrait of the two of you. It could be a yearly tradition. In reality, it was part of your plan to surprise Namjoon. Of course Namjoon agreed instantly because he likes having pictures of you. He printed out the ones from London and carried around a photo album. You two began in the same place as your wedding pictures. Your face was starting to hurt.

"Please sit down on the bench." Taehyung said. Namjoon smiled. It was the same bench from that night, the night of his father's birthday celebration. The night that he laid his head on your shoulder. It wasn't the start of you two, no, that had happened the moment you bumped into him on your first day. That started it all, your one sided crush on him, the constant longing for him, the desire to make him happy. But it wasn't all one sided, he had returned that feeling after you walked away after bumping into him. And the feeling had never gone away, it only grew. And it'll only grew from now on.

He is your prince charming, but more than that, he's your constant. And to him, you're his freedom. Before everything happened, you were his connection to the outside world. He leaned on you like a grasp of reality. But you were his dream too, literally and figuratively. "You're my moon and my galaxy." he had told you the night of your wedding. Even his words can warm your heart. You never knew of a home, but with him, it was lifetime of happiness.

Taehyung raised up one hand. "Alright, three, two..."

"Namjoon," you whispered, "I'm pregnant." His eyes grew

"One." The camera flashed white.