The Garden of Roses | knj✔

Chapter 7

When there's something you don't know

It's only natural to want to find out.

The first night they spent together was just the beginning of the beautiful adventures they had. It's been one month since the costume ball. Each night he would come to her balcony and help her come down. Sometimes they would be in her room and cuddle till she falls asleep. Finally, Y/N was able to enjoy the beauty of her garden under the moonlight, and more importantly to enjoy the beauty of young love. Namjoon would bring her beautiful red roses every night just to see the smile on her face when she looks at them. If the day was bad, she would wait for the night when he could make all her bad thought go away. Each time she craved for him more and more. They were kissing, laughing and enjoying their time spent together. The feelings they had felt on the ball, grew into something more.

"Is this love?" Y/N asked quietly looking at the rose. Namjoon was hugging her from behind with his chin on her shoulder.

"You have never been in love?" He asked kissing her neck.

"I guess I never actually had a chance to really fall in love..." Y/N said sadly putting her palms on Namjoon's hands that were on her belly.

"Now you know." He turned her around to face him bringing her closer to himself. Slowly he was coming closer to her lips, but just then she broke free from his embrace and ran into the garden. He chuckled and started running after her. He was much faster than her, but still, he let her go in front of him. The garden was full of roses with big thorns and the path through it was very narrow. Y/N, clumsy as she is, tripped and fell scratching her arm on rose's thorn. She squealed falling on her knees looking at the scratch on her arm. Namjoon rushed towards her kneeling next to her. Tears formed in Y/N's eyes as Namjoon was hugging her.

"It's okay; I'll find Hoseok to bring some bandages." The cut wasn't deep but it was long and blood was coming out of it fast. Namjoon got up and looked for Hoseok but Y/N stopped him grabbing his arm.

"What if the guards see you? Come on, I'm alright." Y/N smiled wiping the tears from her face and getting up on her feet. Her knees were scratched and red too, but no one could see them because the skirt was covering them. Namjoon just sighed and hugged her tightly. "Besides, Hoseok must be sleeping right now."

"Do you even know how much you mean to me? I know that it has been a month but I have never felt this way in my life. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if anything happened to you." Namjoon spoke on the edge of tears his hands gripping her waist. Y/N just put her arms around his back happy that the feeling she felt was mutual.

"I know." She whispered in his ear rubbing his back with her hands. "You mean so much for me too. I don't want this to end." Suddenly, a sweet scent overcame their nostrils. It was late at night and everyone was asleep, so it was strange for someone to be cooking at this hour. They looked at each other in fear when they heard someone moving behind the bushes. Namjoon hid Y/N behind him to get her away from the potential danger. The loud sigh of relief escaped their lips at the same time when they saw Hoseok coming from the bushes.

"Hi there, lovebirds!" Hoseok greeted them waving his right hand at them. "You must be hungry."

Namjoon took Y/N by her hand and they together followed Hoseok to a little table placed in the middle of the garden. The table was covered in food, from fruits to cakes and pastries. Y/N's belly growled from all delicious food and Namjoon instantly started laughing. Her cheeks became deep red. He kissed her cheek gently moving a strand of her hair from her shoulder.

"Y/N have you eaten anything today?" Hoseok asked his arms crossed on his chest.

"Uhm..." She began but the answer was no, she was too busy the whole day to eat.

"Now I want you to eat half of the food here," Hoseok ordered with a serious expression on his face.

"Understood, chief!" She gently smiled and sat on the chair. Namjoon thanked Hoseok and did the same as Y/N.

"Enjoy!" Hoseok said and just when he was about to leave them eat alone Namjoon called for him.

"Hey, Hoseok! Can you please bring us some bandages? My clumsy princess fell and scratched her arm." Namjoon asked politely. Hoseok nodded and left.

A couple of nights passed and their hunger for each other was becoming almost unbearable. His kisses would trail everywhere on her body, leaving marks on the places where no one could see them. She also kissed his body; perfect, muscular pale body. She loved every inch of it and wanted it all for herself. He admired her beautiful curves touching them whenever he could. He wanted to make sure the touching was okay with her before he would do it, being the gentleman he is. This night they were in Y/N's room kissing on her bed. His hands were roaming over her body exploring every inch of it. Soft moans escaped her lips as he touched her chest. He places soft kisses on her neck as she pulled his head closer.

"Namjoon... I want you..." Y/N said between moans. His kisses stopped when he pulled away to look her in the eyes. Those mysterious black eyes filled with desire are looking at hers with a spark in them.

"Are you sure?" He asked dead serious. Her heart was pounding like crazy as his hands found their way to her waist.

"Yes." She said confidently. He moved hair from her face and kissed her cheek. The fact that she wants this like he wants it made him impatient. He threw his shirt on the floor in no time and then started unzipping her dress.

Be gentle, don't bite

I still dislike bitter tastes

Having been spoiled on Mom's homemade sweets.

Never in her life has she thought that you can want something as much as she wanted him. She has forgotten all the bad things and there was no reason for her to stop him from exposing her body. He was rough at the times and she would point it out to him.

"You are beautiful, princess." He whispered softly in her ear. His words were driving her crazy. The lust was overtaking her.

"Namjoon... Be gentle, please..." She pleaded now under his weight with her eyes shut.

"Don't worry." He gave her a smile. "It's not going to hurt." He lied, it hurt, badly. But she endured the pain. This is what she wanted and as much as it hurt she was happy, happy that she finally has him, he is hers and she is his. Forever. Till death do us apart.