𝚓𝚎𝚘𝚖𝚒 𝚙𝚘𝚟
I look at my phone and see it's a 9.30pm, I get dressed and slowly make my towards the park.
I'm wearing a oversized t-shirt that is tucked into my blue jeans, a bomber jacket and some quick sneakers.
I have my hair in a low ponytail and I slowly walk to the park where Namjoon will be.
I get to the park 15 minutes early and I take a seat at the bench we met up a week ago.
"Hey." I suddenly hear his voice from behind me.
I quickly turn around and am met with namjoon's face dangerously close to my own.
"Hey." I whisper back, blushing a bit as I stand up.
He walks around the bench and when he's standing in front of me he wraps his arms around my waist, giving me that warm and safe feeling again.
"You okay, Joon?"
"I'm perfectly fine, especially now I have you in my arms again." He whispers into my hair as he has his face leaning on my shoulder.
I playfully slap his chest as I pull back from him. He's wearing black sweatpants, a white t-shirt with a greyish denim jacket over it.
A black hat hiding most of his facial features and hair.
"Jeomi?"
"Yeah?" I ask him back as I look up a little.
I look straight into his eyes as the moonlight lights up the left side of his face.
"Go on a date with me."
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