The nanny• Kim Namjoon

Chapter 43

_•| time skip •~\Next day (night)

"Mr Kim?" Diana called as she walked down the stairs. She couldn't sleep because her new phone was distracting and she assumed that Namjoon was awake doing work but when she checked his room and his study, he wasn't there.

He wasn't in the living room, he wasn't in the dining room, but there was a light coming from the kitchen. She walked into the kitchen and saw a glass door that was open near the trash can. She walked in and her eyes lit up. It reminded her of a room that her father had in the exact same place.

"Wow" she said in awe as she watched the array of wine and spirits on display. "What are you doing in here? Go back to bed" Namjoon ordered, words rough, slurring a bit and Diana turned her head in his direction "there you are, why are you in here? I didn't even know you have a cellar; my father has one too" she marvelled, ignoring his words.

"Stop drinking, you have work tomorrow" Diana scolded and walked closer to him, she tried to grab the glass from his hand but Namjoon pulled his hand away and used his free hand to pull Diana closer to him. He sat high up on a stool near his collection of Henri IV dudgeon cognacs, his legs were parted and Diana stood between his legs with his hand on her waist.

"My wife has never told me to stop drinking before, she joins me sometimes, why don't you join me too? Take a sip" Namjoon encouraged and Diana turned her face away from the glass. "C'mon" he said and put the class closer to her face "can't handle a little pressure, now can you, princess?" Namjoon teased, his breath reeked of whatever he was drinking and Diana tried to get out of his grip but he squeezed her waist and pulled her closer.

Diana wanted to cry. This scene was too familiar and it made her feel disgusted, the memories wanted to come but she couldn't let it.

Namjoon was only trying to make her loosen up a bit but the way he did it wasn't what Diana expected. She was afraid that this would lead to something else, seeing that his hand was already on her waist. "Peer pressure is a beautiful thing, just like this cognac and your face, take a sip, would you?" Namjoon incited, his voice rougher this time, tears were rolling down her cheeks, his words were too familiar.

But Diana was able to get out of his grip This time, unlike her 10 year old self and wipe her tears without him noticing anything "strength is the power to withstand pressure and courage is using the strength to withstand the pressure" Diana reminded herself while looking down and Namjoon was taken aback by her words

"Why'd you got to get all wise on me? I just wanted you to feel a little better like me, it's frustrating for me y'know? Working hard every day then to come home to a wife that can't cook or won't be home and children that's afraid to talk to you, it hurts man" Namjoon said then took a last sip and began to refill the glass

He got up and walked over to another side of the wine cellar and picked up a glass and handed Diana a bottle of non-alcoholic champagne. "Let me show you something but don't tell anyone about it okay? Only Taehyung knows" he walked up to her, towered over and whispered in her ear, his breath was hot and this caused Diana to gulp, he was dangerously close.

He noticed that she stiffened a bit so he walked away from her, out of the cellar and Diana followed him then he locked it and guided her to another door in the kitchen that had a stairs.

"How many rooms does this place have?" Diana groaned and followed him up the stairs that was dusty and had a lot of cobwebs. The end of the stairs was at the end of the main hall that was near the conference room. "Why didn't we just use the normal stairs?" Diana asked "it ruins the fun" Namjoon said and closed the door of the stairs that was on the ground, it didn't even look like a door, it blended in with the rest of the floor.

Namjoon pressed a button that was near the air conditioning remote. He pulled her from her position and a flight of stairs dropped from the ceiling and was sure going to hit her in her head if he didn't pull her. Namjoon walked up the stairs quietly and Diana hesitantly followed, being careful not to fall or not to let the Champagne fall.

Once Diana was in the dark room, Namjoon presses a button that made the stairs come back in its place. "Where are we? I can't see you" Diana said, her voice wavered with fear. Namjoon clapped his hands 5 times and the lights came on.

The room looked like the heaven of a man.

There was a tall display case with action figures that were weird looking but expensive. the name 'kaws' was written in gold at the top and she assumed that it was the name of the collection. She couldn't picture someone like Namjoon collecting things like these.

There was a pool table near the display case of action figures that looked like it hadn't been touched in years, everything looked new and in place.

There were polaroids and framed pictures on the wall. Diana walked closer to observe the pictures and saw pictures of Namjoon hammering the wood of the display case , an unknown guy (hoseok) wiping the counter, Taehyung painting the walls, Jungkook setting up the television, Yoongi aiming to throw a dart at the dartboard, Jimin rolling the carpet that she's standing on and seokjin stocking the fridge with a pregnant Min Young handing him a 6 pack of soju. The dates of pictures were under it and most of the pictures were taken months apart.

"I thought you said Taehyung is the only person who know about this place. I see the others too" Diana pointed out and Namjoon hummed in response, he must have forgotten and the alcohol is taking over.

There were also pictures of the guys wearing face painting and football jerseys and seokjin seemed to be the only one wearing a different jersey. There was a picture of them surrounding a bottle and a picture of taekook kissing. In all the pictures, Namjoon smiled brightly, his dimples on display and his eyes sparkling, where did this version of Namjoon go?