"Yes oppa! Im downstairs! Come pick me up!" I speaked through the phone.
Namjoon was my best friend since high school. He is like the nicest and most gentle man ever. We usually hang out at each other's after school.
The tall man walked through the gate and unlocked it. "Hey, did you get lunch?"
"Yep! Got a share for you too!" I brought up the Subway sandwiches in my hand.
"Awesome, come in!" He acted like a gentleman, showing me the way in for the 100th time.
"Hi Mrs Kim! I'm here!" I greeted Namjoon's mom loudly.
"Pft silly, she's not home now, she left for work early today," He laughed at me.
"Oh..Looking smart today, you don't usually wear jeans..or your glasses" I placed down the bag of sandwiches and sat on the couch.
"Just wanted to be a little dressed up.." He softed his voice as he said, "What do you want to watch today?"
"Mhmm.. I'm feeling the guitar. What's your latest creation?"
Namjoon is a super good song writer. He usually writes the songs and I play the guitar and we sing it together.
"Don't have any.." He sighed.
"Aww I live for your songs man," I teased him.
"Been feeling distracted.." He looked away.
I didn't really hear that. Touching the strings of the guitar, I picked it up and started strumming.
"Now the day bleeds~ into nightfall~" I sang.
Looking at me, namjoon continued " And you're not here to get me through it all"
"I let my guard down and then you pulled the rug"
"I was getting kinda used to being someone you loved." we sang together.
"Not bad Mr Kim." I praised him.
"Not bad yourself," He returned the praise, feeling nervous.
"Hey, what about Flashlight?" Namjoon suggested.
"Let me check the chords!" I pulled out my phone. "Oh I changed my phone yesterday, can you give me the wifi password?"
"Sure..I..L..I..K..E..Y..O..U" he spelled out slowly.
I repeated it after him as I typed. "Hey, its incorrect! Spell it again!"
"I..L..I..K..E..Y..O..U" he repeated.
"I like you?" I looked up at him.
I never noticed how close he was standing next to me.
"Huh?" Was the only thing that came out of my mouth.
He bent down and looked me in the eye before pecking my lips.
"I like you Y/N" he confessed.
"I-What are you saying? We-we are friends!" I stuttered.
His lips met mine again and moved along with it. I just sat there..blinking endlessly.
"You heard me." His lips parted mine and looked at me with warm eyes, piercing through my lost ones.
"You didn't reject me either.." He pointed out.
"I-I.." I tried coming up with an excuse.
He smiled at me and just stood up to hold me in his embrace with his broad shoulders.
I jumped at his action. "What if your mom is around?"
"Cutie, she left for work already.." He reminded.
He patted my head and just laughed. I placed my hand over his back and held him back.
"I won't make you regret. Date me Y/N" He kissed my cheek whilst I was in his embrace.
I giggled and looked back up to him, returning him the kiss on the cheek as he pulled me down back to the couch.
"I'll take that as a yes?" He brushed aside the hair that was in my face.
I nodded ever so slightly as the flesh on my cheek turns pink.
Namjoon laughed and pulled me close with one hand. "You are my girl now."
I smiled as I looked up at him. He leaned in for a deep kiss as his glasses lightly brushed across my face.
