He Was A Stranger [[Namjoon X Reader]]

Reflection

Y/n pov:

I have finally decided to tell namjoon the truth and I'm not backing off now.
My eyes lingered on the wall clock by the dresser and it said 9:15 am.

Namjoon asked me to have breakfast first because we were really tired and hungry.

I went to use bathroom and meanwhile namjoon ordered the breakfast.

I looked at my reflection on the mirror and my heart ached.

Eyes swollen and bags under eyes from crying.
Chapped lips, cheeks dry, hair slightly messed up just like my life.

'what have I become'
'what have happened to myself'
'What have I gotten myself into'
'oh how pathetic you are'
'namjoon's just helping you because he pity you'

I thought. Though I shouldn't have these thoughts for myself but I can't help.
My reflection makes me feel otherwise.

The chain of my thoughts was brought to a halt when namjoon knocked on the bathroom door.

"y/n the breakfast is here, come hurry before it gets cold." he said by the other side of the door.

"o-okay I'm coming." I replied and washed my face as faster as I can.

I opened the bathroom door and saw that namjoon was already sitting on the one side of the bed.

A tray full of rice,soup,grilled short ribs (galbi) with kimchi and a water bottle was settled before him.

I literally forgot what I was thinking back in bathroom and moved fast to the bed.

Namjoon looked up and lightly smiled and tapped the empty space for me to sit before him.

"you should tie your hair they might get in your way, just like last night." namjoon said as he picked up his chopsticks.

"oh um yeah sure." I said and I got up to find the handkerchief from last night.

I was too blind by the food that I didn't realize it was namjoon's handkerchief that he himself used, to tie my hair.

I can't do that again that will be so awkward.

Before I could reach the side table I stopped in my track and turned around.

"uhm y-you know what I think I don't need to tie my hair now since I can just push them behind and they won't disturb." I awkwardly smiled a little.

He frowned and tilted his head as if he didn't understand what I just said.

"but you were okay last night when i-"

"it was different and-and I don't want to bother your handkerchief like this." I said in a hurry breaking his sentence.

'seriously y/n BOTHER HANDKERCHIEF? who Dafuq says that' I thought.

He smiled and showed his dimples.
He looked down then coughed.

"it's okay from me if you 'bother' my handkerchief or not but since it's okay for you then let's dig in breakfast shall we?" he emphasized the word 'bother'.

I was embarrassed and I can feel the heat reaching my cheeks.

I nodded and started eating breakfast.

It was quite for a few minutes when he asked.

"so would you like to tell me now?" he raised his eyebrows.

I breathed in deeply and nodded.