𝗨𝗻𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗕𝘆 𝗔𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘅𝗶𝗮 ✓ [OLD]

17

"why are you smiling?"

"oh, nothing..." i mumbled, taking off my shirt and grabbing a pink shirt.

"you've been wearing some nice clothes lately. you don't like wearing pink though."

"you seemed like you look good in pink." namjoon mumbled.

"r-really?"

"yeah." namjoon smiled. "do you have a pink shirt?"

"i don't really wear it but yeah."

"go wear it then. i wanna see."

i smirked and mumbled an "okay", jogging over to my drawers.
i grabbed my pink shirt and went over to the bathroom, deciding to change my shirt for him.

when i took off my shirt, i suddenly stopped.

i looked over at the mirror and saw my stomach, certainly my bones.

i faced myself away from the mirror, trying to ignore it and to put in the pink shirt.

when i got the shirt on, i left the bathroom to go back to namjoon.

he smiled big.

"i was right."

"shut up." i blushed, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

he scooted himself over to me, lying down beside me, right beside my leg.

when i looked down at him, a question went into my head.

"why do you not want them to know you returned?" i had to ask, fiddling with my fingers.

"i basically came to korea to find something new. and i think i did." he poked my thigh.

"so...i'm new to you?"

"yeah." he smiled softly. "it's been a good experience and i'm proud that i met you. i really am."

i chuckled. "i'm surprised."

"why are you?" he sat up.

"i've always been a burden to everyone..." i mumbled, lying down. "it's all kind of new to me."

"you've never been a burden to me, even when you were mad at me." he mumbled, sitting up. "nothing made me think about that."

i couldn't help to smile. "thanks..."