Kim Na-Ri, a half Korean girl living in Seoul.
BTS, the most famous k-pop group under the sun.
She's looking for a new life.
They are looking for an escape...
Maybe they can help each other.
Maybe, just maybe, she can be Bangtan's Release...
...
Soft sun rays peek through the opaque Japanese window blinds.
Soft snores and slow breathing sounds fill the room. The sweet melody of the sea complements the serene silence.
As Na-Ri's eyes flutter open, her vision slowly adjusts and focuses on the chiseled face close to hers. He is deep in a peaceful slumber, his hand reaching for any part of her body to hold onto. It's as if he wanted to make sure that she would not leave him during the night.
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As she gazes at his hand that is flat on her stomach on top of the covers, she chuckles and gently puts her hand on top of his, careful not to wake him up. She examines his features carefully.
His eyes, his nose, his lips, his flawless skin, and those dimples that appear when he smiles. She loves all of it. She wants to caress them all but refrains to do so. He is so beautiful when he sleeps.
"Instead of staring, why don't you kiss me?" he suddenly says in a sexy raspy voice. Na-Ri freezes for a second as she's been caught. He slowly opens his eyes and before he could lean forward to steal a kiss from her, she jumps out of bed and runs to the adjacent bathroom. "I need to brush my teeth first!" she screams from the other room.
So cute, he thought. He leaves the comfort of the bed and joins her in the bathroom to also brush his teeth. As he enters the unlocked room, he wraps his arms around her waist giving her a gentle squeeze and rests his chin on her shoulder. He looks at her through the mirror's reflection and gives her a loving smile, which she reciprocates, her mouth full of toothpaste.
"Good morning, cheonsa..."
"Good morning Joonie..."
It's mornings like these that Namjoon dreamed of, waking up beside the one he loves, holding onto her like a koala wherever she goes.
"This is our first day as a couple," he whispers in her ear. "I still can't believe you're mine." He slowly burrows his face in her neck and hides in her hair, inhaling deeply her scent, as if it was the first time.
"I know... I still can't get my head around this; it feels so surreal..." she whispered as she was now stroking his hair.
He extracted himself unwillingly from her and brushed his own teeth, now that she was done. As he was doing so, his mind wandered to last night when he confessed. He couldn't help but blush at his own actions. But deep down, he was proud to have finally done the right thing.
There were some niggling thoughts in his mind, but he thought he'd address them later on with her. For now, he wanted to enjoy the moment.
As he came back into the room, the breeze hit his skin; she had opened all the windows but left the blinds closed, giving the room a breath of fresh in this crisp morning, but also the soothing sound of waves crashing onto the shore. She had gone back to bed and was waiting for him to join her.
