the relationship [sequel]

a new beginning

I could feel his heartbeat as he held me close, our two bodies finally connected after so long apart. It was like neither of us could conjure up the words to fill the silence which hung over us.

A one night stand suddenly felt a lot more serious. He held me like he never wanted to let go, and I melted into his touch.

The memories of the night before were hazy but I remembered them fondly. I could almost feel the kisses he left still trailing down my neck and to my collarbones.

Feeling his eyes on me, I turned around to face him. He didn't smile, he didn't say anything, he just continued to watch me like he'd never seen me before. I wanted to hide from his intense stare, but I was fixed in my spot by the power of his gaze.

We stared at each other, neither of us acknowledging the sentimental moment we just shared. Being that close to him, our lips dangerously close and our eyes locked in a sort of battle, was enough to knock the breath out of me.

"Wakey, wakey Mr Leader of a Grammy nominated, Billboard winnin-" Hoseok nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw me, "BOYS GET IN HERE RIGHT NOW! YOU WON'T BELIEVE WHAT I'VE JUST SEEN."

Five boys crashed into the room behind Hoseok, all of them widening their eyes at the sight of us in bed.

"They're naked..." Taehyung whispered, his eyes and tone resembling a toddler.

Jungkook had the audacity to come right up to me in order to see if I was real. Rolling my eyes at them, I made sure to readjust my covers in order to make sure their prying eyes wouldn't get a free show.

"Let's not be so childish about this. Clearly we've just had a fun night-"

"Could you all leave me alone for one moment with my girlfriend?"

Namjoon looked shocked at himself for letting that word slip out, and Jimin nearly wet himself with excitement. Jin ushered the hyperactive boys out the room, and Namjoon placed his head in his hands for a moment.

"I don't know where that came from, I'm so sorry," Namjoon mumbled, not quite able to meet my eyes, "They're never going to let me forget that."

This was a Namjoon I had never seen before. A bashful Namjoon. The kind of man who blushed at the word 'girlfriend', and could barely look at the girl he had fucked into oblivion the night before.

Taking his hand in mine, lacing our fingers together, I forced his gaze to mine and I smiled reassuringly. I didn't want to let him know how fast my heart had raced at the sound of that word falling out his mouth, at how much stomach had filled with a strange churning sensation, and how now when I looked at him my breath was knocked away.

Imagine being able to call yourself his girlfriend. Imagine having a man like that on your side, always available for infinite small kisses and bear hugs. Imagine hearing his laugh first thing in the morning. Watching his smile as it took over his face. Listening to him as he produced new songs.

Imagine being able to call him yours.

"You know, the first time I met you I thought you held the secrets of the universe," he said after a small pause of silence, "There was just something about the way you held yourself that made me think that perhaps you knew everything. And I... And I knew nothing. I didn't know how to behave-"

"No more apologising," I cut him off, squeezing his hand which was still in mine, "I'm so sick of hearing you say sorry. Can't we pretend like we've never met?"

He suppressed a smile, and removed his hand from mine only to hold it out for a handshake.

"In that case, nice to meet you. I'm Kim Namjoon," he said this while giggling, and I took his hand and gave it a firm shake.

"Do you make a habit of not wearing any clothes when you first meet people?" I asked, wiggling my eyebrows at his state.

"I think showing off my abs helps create a good first impression," he replied, flexing comically in order to prove his point.

If I wasn't laughing so hard, I would have been drooling. He was built like an absolutely God.

"Well, I'm [Y/F/L/N], and I don't know how I've ended up in your bed but I'm happy to make your acquaintance!"

"Hopefully not an acquaintance for long..." he mumbled under his breath, and I couldn't suppress the smirk which was building on my face.

In that hotel room, sun breaking through the blinds and five boys probably sitting with their ears to the door, I felt like a weight was being lifted off my shoulders. Because right in front of me was the man I had loved - and still loved - smiling at me like he had never seen anything so precious in his life.

And I knew that this was the start of a new beginning.

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so hi...again.

i know i said i wouldn't be making a sequel but here i am, ready to get ridiculously attached once again.

i really hope this lives up to the first one, and that it fulfils all your smut, fluff, and angsty needs.

💜