internal wishes // namjoon imagines

when he is on tour

bts had had their comeback, which meant they would be on tour for a while before you could go back in his arms again. he had been away for two weeks, yet you were missing him like crazy: the morning coffee on the terrace of your flat, him hugging you from behind, admiring the view you had on seoul. today they were in america, with a 13-hour jet-lag and a busy day ahead of you and him too.

since you had nothing else to do of your day, you decided to clean the apartment from head to toe. your assignments would have to wait for a while but you needed to change your mind during the day, otherwise, thoughts of him would flood in your head, reminding you of how much you missed him.

there was one thing you were looking forward to, though. namjoon had texted you the day before to promise he would facetime you during the day. so whenever your phone buzzed, you would jump up to the ceiling. unfortunately, it was only another notification but no joon in sight.

half of the day had passed, and no call yet. you were starting to give your hopes up, but you had been productive: the kitchen and the living-room were clean and so was half of your room. changing the bedsheets had been hard though, they had the last bits of scent from your boyfriend even after two weeks and you did not want to lose them. it was reluctantly that you had put them in the washing machine. you pushed the start button and at the very same time, your phone vibrated and shimmed. you took it from your pocket: the leader's face was on the screen. a huge smile plastered on the face, you entered the conversation, revealing a tired namjoon with eye bags like gucci's and his dimples showing.

"hello babygirl," he said with an exhausted voice, yawning in between his words.

"hi, joonie!" your overexcited voice woke him up and had all his attention.

"how was your day?"

"it has barely started but yet very productive. what about you, joon? have you slept yet?"

"no, but i will soon, don't worry. the tour got me dead. honestly, but we are doing just fine."

your conversation carried on for hours before each of you could hang up. you had so many things to say, like how monie was still being mean to you for no reason and the new friend you had made at college. but at some point you just stared at each other, losing yourselves into each other's eyes.

"i miss you, namjoon," you sobbed.

"i miss you too, (y/n), i will be back soon, and i am not leaving you for anything in the world."