𝐽𝑒𝑜𝑚𝑖 𝑝𝑜𝑣
I put on my chosen clothes, with black strap heels and a black clutch.
I put my hair into Dutch braid pigtails and apply some lip balm, deciding to go all natural for my date with Namjoon.
I put my phone, keys, wallet and lip balm in the clutch. I say goodbye to Seoyeon and leave the apartment.
I nervously play with my necklace as I look out over the streets, waiting for my date
"Hey." I hear his deep but soft voice say from besides my left ear.
I look to my left and there I see him standing.
Old skool vans, black trouser, a black belt, a white tight fitted dress shirt tucked into his pants, black single breasted overcoat.
He's wearing a black cap to hide his face as he smiles at me.
He gives me a short hug and then leads me to a car. "It'll take us to the location."
I smile at him as we get into the car.
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We finally arive at the place and I immediately know which one it is.
"Namjoon, this is really expensive."
"I know," He laughs rubing his neck as we approach the door. "But you deserve it."
He opens it for me and I walk in only to see that the whole restaurant is empty except for the staff.
"I, maybe, uh, might have rented out the whole place for tonight so we could be alone."
"You what?!" I yell at him as my eyes widen.
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