Night Sky

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That video of Jimin crying breaks my heart. We love you mochi! You deserve everything that is happening to you right now. You are the reason why we hold on too. Continue to shower Jiminie with love, fam 💜

Here's the chapter for you :')

Namjoon’s POV

It’s over less than a day until our flight to the US. We just released our new album Love Yourself: Answer and I’m feeling high. Whenever we release new music, our fans never fail to surprise us as to how much effort they can pull in giving us attention. We are set to promote our album in a few TV shows in the US and to say that its nerve wracking is an understatement. 

I’m in the peaceful confines of the Mon Studio, listening to one of the few tracks I finished in the last few months blaring on the speakers and I allowed myself to be lost in its melodies and beats. I need peace of mind before our flight to compose myself in yet again leading my group in dominating the most powerful country in the world.

Right when my body seemed to relax, the next song started and the image of Yumi in the rooftop flashed in my mind. She’s so beautiful but so…broken.

I know what I feel. The first time I saw her, I got so intrigued that I can’t stop observing her. She looks so calm in the outside. Composed and demure. Although she exudes a strong aura of independence, she looks awfully sad. I get to experience her laughter and carefree attitude when we’re with my members. The maknaes make her laugh and every time I look at her just letting go, I feel happiness sooth my whole being.

But I also can’t overlook the pain she chooses not to talk about. I try my best to let my presence be known even though I’m very busy. I send her text messages every time I can. I admit that it hurts a lot when she doesn’t respond but I know pushing it would also mean I won’t get to talk to her anymore.

She’s fragile, very much so that one wrong move would result into me not getting a chance at telling her what I feel. That night at the rooftop, seeing her ethereal beauty under the beautiful glow of the moonlight, I felt the urge to finally tell her how I feel. She looked so peaceful just looking at the stars. But then I remembered the girl that left an impression on me at the Han River. The exact inspiration of this song. But after that fateful encounter, I couldn’t seem to finish the song. I was still looking for something. Every time I had the time, I tried to go back to the river in the hopes that I get to meet the girl with the moon necklace. But it never happened.

Then that night at the rooftop came. I was just so happy and content looking over the city with Yumi but then I noticed the shining pendant hanging on her neck. I thought I was wrong at first. I thought it was just my tired body and the stress of finishing the song that I thought I saw the exact same necklace the girl had at the Han River. But when Yumi looked at me under the direct glow of the moonlight, I saw the same sad girl I met at the river a year ago.

I felt so relieved when I saw in her features that she remembered me. It was a beautiful coincidence that she was the same girl that I can’t get off of my mind. I couldn’t stop myself. The need to hold and kiss her was so strong but her body movements tells me I shouldn’t. That night ended with an indirect rejection. She doesn’t want to be with me. I know I kept my hopes up with the kiss we shared at the Anarchy when I know I shouldn’t. I can still feel her soft lips on mine. How our lips danced intimately with each other. How her body fit mine perfectly. And how her small hands on mine makes me feel like I can conquer the world.

The same night, I went back to the studio sad and defeated. But I found myself finishing the song I was dreading to finish ever since I met that mysterious girl. The words were flowing. The melody is stuck in my head. And now that I’m listening to it, Yumi kept flashing in my mind and the familiar pang in my chest keeps growing.