I Need You

Chapter 12

The reception was fun. All the guys made speeches. I met Namjoon's parents, who were surprisingly nice. Namjoon's mother, Ji-Ah, was a sweet lady who talked to me almost all night. His father, Ha-Joon didn't say much, but was still nice when we talked. I danced with all the guys except Namjoon and Yoongi. I was actually having fun, it was nice to smile and just enjoy myself. I looked over towards Namjoon and he was smiling at me, so I smiled back. Soon it was time to leave. Namjoon was taking me on a one week honeymoon. I said my goodbyes to the guys and off we went. Namjoon and I got along good. I figured it was time to try to be nice to him, since we are legally married now and we will be living together.

"So you still won't tell me where you are taking me?" I ask.

"Nope. It's a surprise."

"I hate surprises."

"Well you are going to like this one."

"We'll see."

Namjoon just chuckled as he continued playing on his phone. I laid my head on the window and fell asleep wondering where we were going and what was going to happen on the honeymoon. I woke a few hours later on a bed. I looked around and it was a small room. Weird, I thought as I got up and walked out. We were in his private jet, I assume. I walked down the aisle until I found Namjoon talking on the phone. I sit down in front of him as he is finishing his call.

"Well, hello there sleepyhead." Namjoon says after ending the call.

"Hey, so how did I get here?"

"I carried you. I wanted you to sleep."

"You could have woken me up. I'm too heavy to be carried."

"Nonsense. You are not heavy in the least. Now are you hungry?" Namjoon asked.

"Yes."

Namjoon snapped his fingers and a tray full of my favorite foods appeared in front of me. There was pizza, hamburgers, French fries, onion rings, cheesecake.

"Woah. This is a lot of food." I said.

"I hear you love food."

"Yeah, I do. Thanks."

I started eating. It was so good. I felt eyes looking at me, I looked up to see Namjoon just staring at me. I just looked back down at the food and felt my face get hot. I heard a chuckle but continued to eat. I was hungry, and nothing was going to stop me from eating. Once I was done I pushed the tray away and patted my belly. I was full.

"Done?" Namjoon asked.

"Yes, I am. Thank you."

Namjoon again snapped his fingers and a young lady came and took my tray.

"Thank you." I said.

She bowed and walked away with the tray. I looked out of the window. This actually wasn't bad. Maybe I could get used to this nicer Namjoon. I felt a buzzing in my pocket. I took my phone out and saw it was Axel.

"Shit." I say loudly.

"What's wrong?" Namjoon asked.

"My brother. He just texted me. He says he misses me and wants me home soon. He says him and Enid have big news."

"Oh. Well we can go after the honeymoon, if you want. As long as you follow my rules."

"Okay."

I text Axel.

Me: So, I'm coming back for a little bit in about a week.

Axel: Really? Back for good?

Me: Unfortunately no.

Axel: Damn, okay. See you next week.

I smile as I put my phone away. I seriously missed him and Enid. I wonder how Axel is going to take it when he finds out I'm married to a mafia leader. Probably not good. I wonder when I will be able to tell him. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't see or hear Namjoon trying to get my attention.

"Huh?" I asked.

"I was saying that we are landing soon, you need to buckle up."

"Oh. Okay." I smile at Namjoon.

I buckled my seat belt as we started our descent. I was starting to get nervous. I didn't know what to expect when we landed and got to our hotel. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my head but they wouldn't leave. My anxiety was already spiking.

"Lola, are you okay? You look pale and you are sweating."

"No. I'm not fine. My anxiety is spiking."

"Why?" he asked with concern plastered on his face.

"Well, we are on our honeymoon, and don't exactly get along or see each other that way."

"Oh, Lola. You don't need to worry. Nothing will happen until you want it to." Namjoon said.

"Okay. Thank you."

Namjoon just smiled. I did feel a lot better after Namjoon telling me nothing was going to happen. But a part of me was disappointed. Why? It's not like I have feelings for him. I shook the thoughts away as our plane finally landed. I stood up and followed Namjoon out of the plane. There was a sleek black car sitting there waiting on us. Namjoon helped me down and walked me to the car. He opened my door and I got in. Then he talked to the pilot while our luggage was put in the car. Namjoon tipped the luggage guys and then got in next to me. The driver pulled out as Namjoon spoke in a weird language.

"Off we go."

"So you going to tell me where we are?" I asked.

"Yeah, Paris." Namjoon said smiling.

'Seriously? We are in Paris, France?" I asked still not believing it.

"Yes." Namjoon said chuckling.

"So you were just speaking French?"

"Yes. I know many languages."

"Oh." I said tuning towards my window.

I sat there taking in the view. Paris was so beautiful. I could hear Namjoon chuckle as I "oohed" and "awed". I have never been out of New York, let alone the country. This was exciting. I wanted to see as much as I possibly could before we had to leave. We arrived to our hotel. Namjoon got out and opened the door for me while the bellboy got the luggage out of the car. Wow. The hotel was huge. Namjoon grabbed my hand as we walked inside. I kept looking around as Namjoon led me to the reception desk.

"Hello. We have a reservation under Kim Namjoon."

"Oh, yes. Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Kim. Here is the key to the penthouse. You will have the whole floor to yourself. Here is the special elevator key as well." the lady said, handing us two key cards each.