internal wishes // namjoon imagines

date night in paris

bang pd had let the boys to bring their partner on tour. you were so excited because you had never really travelled anywhere afar from your home and you were going to be with namjoon along with it. it felt like a dream. the tour was coming to an end with the european capital cities and the famous, the one and only: paris.

paris as in the most romantic city of the world, the champs-élysées, the eiffel tower, the seine and the lovers' bridge. you had dreamt of a trip in the french capital ever since you knew you were going to make a stop there.

in the plane with the boys, you were squirming on your seat and being a child, to namjoon's despair. "joonie! did you see it? look! it is the eiffel tower!" "yes, i know, baby," he sighed and hoseok chuckled at you. "(y/n), calm down, you will see it a little closer than from this airplane (the song better be stuck in your head rn)," j-hope said but it did not make you get a grip on yourself. namjoon had to fasten your seatbelt before landing and once you were in the airport, you were jumping around. namjoon was hiding his face behind his mask, half amused by your excitation, half regretting to have brought you here.

after going through the crowd of crazy fans and ride in taxi, the crew got to a fancy and luxurious hotel by the river. no time to unpack though, namjoon had already planned something for the two of you.

"just take your bag, (y/n), i'm taking you somewhere."

you did as he told you, and took the hand he was offering you. it was night time already and the city was illuminated by the hundreds of lampposts in the streets. you followed your famous boyfriend through the capital and in the subway where he was taking you.

"joonie, where are we going?"

"trust me, baby, you will not regret it. i will just need to blindfold you if it is okay." you agreed, even if your emotions were mixed between amusement and fear.

one station. two stations. ten stations. it seemed to last hours before namjoon's grip on your waist tightened, indicating you to follow him. you struggled not to fall when walking up the stairs and was overwhelmed by the noises and scents all around you, hints of masses and gastronomy. namjoon was guiding you somewhere and you fully trusted him.

then you both stopped. the noise was muffled and everything became calmer. your boyfriend took the blindfold off, revealing a spectacular scenery.

you were standing in the middle of the glass pyramid of the louvre, with a king-sized bed on your left, covered with rose petals and silk bed sheets, and on your right, a dinner table for two, with champagne and silverware.

"i am afraid it is a little cliché but i thought maybe you would like it," namjoon finally said while scratching the back of his head. you were speechless, this was beyond your expectations.

"dear lord, namjoon... is it actually for the two of us only?"

"of course, along with a private tour of the museum by ourselves and all the night to spend here," his smile grew wider as your face was expressing all sorts of emotions.

you jumped to his neck and hugged him tightly. "thank you," you whispered, "thank you for being like this." "anytime, baby."

he lead you to the table and offered you a glass of champagne, and you casually started chatting as you normally would at your favourite coffee shop after a long day.

after the fabulous gastronomic dinner, he stood up and showed you the way to the magnificent building behind you: the only, the unique, the authentic louvre.

you walked between the numerous sculptures and paintings, felt mona lisa's look on your back as you passed next to her, admired the antic egyptian objects that had made it through millennia. it was amazing and quite frightening to have such a huge palace alone for the two of you. you obviously took pictures and went back to the glass pyramid. you two laid in bed, switched off the lights and looked at the starry night sky. his arms were wrapped around you tightly and your head was on his torso, and you could hear his heart beating calmly in his chest.

"did you know that before this was a museum, this place was a palace?" namjoon asked, as if to impress you with his knowledge. unfortunately for him, you already knew but you shook your head negatively, just because he was glad to share this type of information. "you didn't? well the king used to live here and give receptions that cost millions and..." but you fell asleep before you could hear the end of his blabbering.but you did here one thing that made you smile in your sleep: "thank you so much for being with me, (y/n). you are my everything."