Never Forget || Kim Namjoon x MC || Namjoon's PoV

Chapter 4: Personality

"It's nice to see you again," Byeol smiled, her gentle face lighting up happily.

I smiled too. "Same here."

She handed her album to me and waited very patiently while I carefully scrawled my signature, adding a small and indistinct heart at the end and hoping she wouldn't notice. As I gently passed it back to Byeol with an awkward grin, she took it and immediately looked at the signature. She blushed, her cheeks going pink, as she took in the heart. Shit, I guess she did notice it.

Byeol looked up into my eyes. "You don't normally add a heart to your signature, Namjoon-ah."

"I.." I don't know what to say, so I guess I'll tell her the truth.

Sighing, I said, "From what I've seen of you, I think you're a pretty interesting person. I'd like more opportunity to talk to you.." I trailed off.

"Are you asking me for my number?" Byeol raised an eyebrow, smirking.

I grimaced. "No.. maybe.. fine, yes."

"Sure, you don't have to take it awkwardly. I'm guessing you're dating somebody anyways, so it's no problem," She scribbled something quickly on a piece of paper and handed it to me.

I smiled gratefully at her, but she really didn't know anything about our status. All of us, as in all of BTS, were still single. It'll probably stay like that for a while, if not a long time. I glanced at the number. ###-###-#### (I'm not going to insert an actual number, I don't want you calling some random person by accident). I'd call her later to talk properly. For now, I had to focus on the fan-meet. 

I watched wistfully as she walked on to Seokjin, who took one look at her and said, "You're that girl Namjoon-ah smiled at, aren't you?"

After the long but interesting fan-meet, I had to drag Yoongi to the car, seeing as he fell asleep at the end. Of course, he couldn't make it to the car. Goddamn it, Yoongi. Sitting in the same seating arrangements, I ignored the playful banter the rest of the band engaged in. Instead, I scrolled quietly through my contacts, coming again and again to that same number; ###-###-####. I ended up memorizing it before we got home, and it rang in my head like a catchy song. ###-###-####. ###-###-####. ###-###-####.....

"Namjoon-hyung?" I stirred to see Taehyung tapping my shoulder.

I shook my head quickly to clear out my thoughts. "Yes, Taehyungie?"

"Did you actually lose the Air pods we got you around 2 weeks ago?" He smiled, cocking his head.

I sighed. "So that's what you were talking about in the car?"

"I bet $20 that you did lose them, so you better have lost them," Taehyung laughed, sounding hopeful.

"FINE. I did lose them," I pouted unhappily.

"Yes! Thank you, hyung!" Taehyung happily ran off to claim his money.

Maybe they should stop getting me Air pods. I didn't really lose them this time, just broke them. As per usual, for everything else. Stretching, I slipped into the house and locked the door behind me, as I was the last one in. I really needed to get my thoughts sorted out.

"Namjoonie," Seokjin called from the kitchen.

I looked up, curious. "Yes?"

"I'm baking cookies for everybody, come and claim some so Jungkook and Taehyung don't get them all first!" He laughed.

I glanced back at my phone. ###-###-####. "Maybe later! Save one for me," I called.

I climbed the stairs slowly, taking my time to get up each and every step. Step 3 was creaking because Seokjin had angrily stomped on it when Jungkook damaged Step 17... Step 17 has a small dent in it from when Jungkook dropped something heavy on it... I recounted everything that had happened to and on the staircase as I ascended. I ran my hands along the walls of the corridor as I drew closer to my room, and traced the door's handle as I entered. Sitting on the bed, I punched in Byeol's number and waited patiently while it rung.

There was some scuffling and a loud flop sound after she picked up and before she spoke. "Hello, this is Choi Byeol."

"This is Kim Namjoon," I smiled softly and waited for Byeol to react.

She gasped. "Oh! Wow, I didn't believe that you would really call me."

"Well, of course I would! I've been dying to get to know you," I said, curiosity gnawing at my insides.

Laughing, she replied, "What I've been dying to know is how you still remember me after more than 2 weeks."

"Oh. Well, you have a very memorable face!" I laughed, knowing that she must have been blushing on the other side of the line that connected us.

She stuttered, "I-Is that supposed to be a c-compliment?"

I internally smacked myself for saying what I said. "...Yes."

"Really? Wow, it feels amazing to be praised by a famous k-pop idol..." She said, laughing.

I nodded before realizing she couldn't see me. "By the way... why was there a flopping sound after you picked up my call?"

"I jumped onto my bed," She said.

Oh. "Why weren't you on it already?"

"I, uh... I was in the shower, and I was just dressing when you called," She murmured.

I turned pink, stopping myself from thinking too much about that. "O-Oh. Anyways, I'd like to know more about you."

She hesitated slightly before answering. "Just as clumsy and destructive as you, but more Jungkook-like when it comes to strength. I'm normally pretty confident, and almost always gentle. D-Don't ask about when I'm not."

Shit. Was she saying that she was a top?

"Oh, and I'm a virgin."

Fuck, she was telepathic. "Okay then..."

That didn't mean she wasn't a top. You could feel what you'd be like in a sexual situation before you were actually in one.

"Anything you like to do hobby-wise?" I questioned, changing the topic.

She hesitated again. "I enjoy going to the park and I do love photography... though I wouldn't say I'm good at it. I'm bad at ice-skating, though I like the refreshing cold and I want to learn to be able to do it better."

My eyes widened slightly. "I also enjoy going to the park and photography. I'm good at ice-skating, so I can teach you if you'd like me to!"

"Whoa. Really? That.. That would be amazing! When are you free to meet up?" She squealed happily.

I almost fell off the bed laughing at her eagerness. "Is tomorrow at 2:00 PM good enough for you?"

"Namjoon-ah, anything is good enough for me if I can do it with somebody I care about," She murmured softly.

"I'll pick you up, then," I said, enjoying every moment I spent with her.

I opened my mouth to say something, then closed it. Smiling, I whispered a quick 'see you, Byeol' and hung up. My heart fluttered happily in my chest, as I thought about what we could do tomorrow.

"NAMJOON-AH! If you don't come down here, I'll eat your cookie!" Jungkook yelled loudly, interrupting my reverie.

Talk about a rude awakening. I smiled as I bounded down the stairs to my fellow band mates while my mind ascended into the clouds.