Boy With Luv (Kim Namjoon X Readers)

Chapter 37

"Hey, let's go on a date."

"Okay, I'm sure we have some ramen left in the cupboard-"

"No, I want to take out on a real date."

Your hand froze midair as you reached for the cupboard. The boy was leaning against the wall, his sky blue polo tucked into his dress pants. Something about the color blue on him made him more ethereal than usual. You didn't even notice that he changed considering he was just here 2 minutes ago. His hotel room was across the hall from you but he spent most of his time in your room, for midday power naps and late night conversations. Their official activities were over, so they were taking advantage of the downtime. You've spent every second with him and the boys to go sightseeing.

But you haven't had time to just the two of you and that was what he wanted. "I've made a reservation for us. Go get change." he winked. He left your room to give you some privacy and you stood in front of your closet in confusion. By his wardrobe, it looks like it was a high-end location. Luckily, you brought a few dresses that could work. You admired the satin material of the baby pink halter dress with sequins details. It would compliment his outfit. Then you pin your hair back.

He waited patiently outside your door and gasped a little when he saw you. "God, I'm so lucky to have you," he said. "I don't think I'll be able to take my eyes off of you tonight. More than usual, I mean."

You giggled, "Good." The restaurant was a short walk from the hotel. The warm air hugged your body as you walked side by side with him. Every now and then, he would steal a glance and felt the zoo in his stomach at your side profile. The shape of your nose and lips will forever be ingrained in his mind. He wanted to keep the image of you, the one right now, so carefree and tranquil.

The hostess led you both to the table upstairs in the patio, where Namjoon had booked so it was just you two. Surrounding the railings were lights and they dangled from the poles to poles. The table was set up under an artificial tree that came out from a fairytale. He pulled your chair back and helped you sit down. The waiter came in his suit and a hand behind his back.

"Hello, I'm Max. I'll be taking your orders tonight. May I start you off with any drink?" You looked at the menu but did sense that Max had begun to shift closer to you. Namjoon had also noticed and grunted.

"We'll take your finest wine, thank you." he said, closing the drink menu sharply. Max didn't flinch the way Namjoon had wanted him to. He took the menu from the two of you.

"Of course. The finest wine for the lovely lady." he replied. "I'll be back to take your orders." Namjoon glared at him as he walked away and if looks could kill, Max would be lifeless this second. You reached across the table for his hand.

"Let it go." you said softly.

"Alright. But he needs to back off, you're mine."

"Yes I am. So don't worry. Besides, I'm sure he'll realize who we are soon enough." Twitter was already buzzing with pictures of you two with cute captions about the date. As promised, Max returned with the wine. He poured your glass first and had even winked at you in secret. It wasn't really a secret because Namjoon had caught sight of it. He clenched his jaws and tightened his fist but didn't make a scene, yet.

"I'll have the steak and my lovely girlfriend will have the pasta." he said with clear annoyance in his voice.

"I will get that out to you as soon as possible." Max said. Before he left, he looked at you one last time and eyes falling along your exposed nape and arms.

"I'm going to kill him." he said through his teeth.

"No, no. Don't do that. He's not worth it. Besides, how do you think I feel with your fans? I have millions of competitions."

"My Y/N, there was never any competition." he chuckled. "And you know you have my whole heart until the end of time. I love you."

"I love you too, Namjoon." Before the food arrived, Namjoon excused himself to use the restroom downstairs. It happened to be near the kitchen and it also happened to be where Max was, talking casually to his friend. Namjoon didn't mean to eavesdrop but at the mention of a beautiful girl in a pink dress perked up his ears.

"You should see her, she's so hot." he said casually. "I'm sure by the end of the night, I can take her to bed-" Unfortunately for Max, he did not get to finish his sentence, in fact, he won't get to finish his shift tonight. Namjoon caught him by the collar and flung him on the ground, a foot sternly on the boy's chest.

"If I hear anything about my girlfriend coming out of your mouth ever again, you won't live to see the sun." he warned in a low voice then walked upstairs to meet you again. You weren't aware of anything that had happened but it was strange that it was someone else that brought up the food instead of Max. Namjoon only shrugged.

"I'm really happy we finally get to do something like this. Thank you." you said.

"Why are you thanking me, silly? I can't imagine being with anyone else right now besides you. I'm so lucky to have you." he bit his lips before continuing. "Y/N, do I make you happy?"

Your fork stopped moving. "What? Of course you do. Why do you have to ask?"

"I don't know. I feel like I haven't done anything for you, like at all. You poured your life into helping me with my music but I haven't given you anything in return. I feel that I'm lacking and I'm scared that you're not happy with me."

"Namjoon," you said loudly. "If I wasn't happy with you, I would have left. But I don't think I ever want to do that. You've given me so much more than you give yourself credit for. You helped me find my passion again, you gave me the strength to stand up to my parents, you gave me motivation to play again. All that I am now is in part thanks to you."

Namjoon blushed and looked away for a second. The night sky glittered overhead. It was really like a fairytale and you were his lover, his one and only. "I adore you with whole heart, Y/N. I want a lifetime with you."

"Namjoon.."

"The days we've spent together have been magic and the nights that we'll get will make my life worth it. I want new nights with you, my Y/N." As he stared into your eyes, your throat was tight as you bit back the tears. At some point, you couldn't control them anymore.

"The real you is the one that I love and that will never change." you told him. "RM or Kim Namjoon, they're both you and you give me happiness."

"Sugarplum was my first love and you'll be my last, Y/N." He tapped his wine glass with yours. "Happy one year anniversary, my love."