Secrets [NAMJIN]

10

Namjoon entered the cafe to the smell of freshly brewed coffee and cream. He sniffed and sighed with content, "This is what heaven should smell like or I am joining hell."

"Good morning Namjoon samchon."

Namjoon looked at the counter and smiled, "Good morning, Beomgyu. How are you?"

Beomgyu smiled, "I am fine. The usual?"

Namjoon nodded, "Yes, and also a caramel latte and Nutella cheesecake."

Beomgyu smirked, "A date?"

"I am meeting my editor, kid." Namjoon rolled his eyes.

Beomgyu shrugged, "Boring."

Namjoon rolled his eyes again, "I am sorry if my work bores you."

Beomgyu laughed, "I am kidding."

Namjoon nodded, "Where is Soobin? And Hueningkai?"

Beomgyu scrunched his nose, "They ditched me to go to Busan."

Namjoon raised his eyes, "Eunha and Yoongi hyung went there too."

Beomgyu shrugged. Namjoon sat near the window. Soon the beautiful lady came and sat in front of him. "Good morning Namjoon-shi."

Namjoon looked up from his phone and smiled, "Hey! Good morning. You can call me Namjoon, it's fine."

As Rose was about to protest, Beomgyu came with their order. He bowed and went back behind the counter. Rose smiled as she saw the order, "You remembered my coffee preference. Such a charmer, Namjoon oppa."

Namjoon chuckled, "It's nothing. I like to think that I can impress my editor so that I don't get in trouble with them."

"Ah! Professionalism. I like that." Rose took a sip from her coffee and smiled with content. "Oppa, about your draft that you sent me two weeks ago. Can I be brutally honest?"

Namjoon nodded, "Sure."

Rosed sighed, "It felt like fanfic written by a teenager. Not the level that you deliver to the world. It was not bad, but it wasn't up to the mark. It wasn't what you gave the people to read."

Namjoon hummed and nodded, "I thought so too. My daughter told me about these stories the teenagers write and I thought I was doing the same thing. But writing romance is really not my forte. I think I should go back to the sad ending angst."

Rose shook her head, "Oh, no. No, I think you just need a muse. Maybe use your wife as a muse."

Namjoon's eyes went wide, "I don't have a wife."

Rose ducked her in embarrassment, "Oh, I am sorry. I thought you had a daughter, so obviously- I am sorry for assuming things."

Namjoon smiled sweetly, "It's okay. I actually have a husband, but we don't live together anymore."

Rose nodded sympathetically. Namjoon's eyes suddenly widened, "Do you think you can handle controversy?"

Rose was shocked, "Huh? What? Why?"

Namjoon smirked, "Let's a right first complete gay book in Korea."

Rose understood what he meant, "But won't it be the same fanfic stuff?"

Namjoon shook his head, "No! I will write a realistic book. Like what the people face when they come out and when they tell their friends. How society looks at them."

Rose nodded, "I am getting your point. Let's see we do publish it, but will people read it?"

Namjoon leaned back in the chair, "Let's just take the risk."

Rose nodded, "We can take the risk. I will have to talk to the chairman of the company and let you know in the evening. I am personally very interested. You can start writing the draft. I assure you that my company will take the risk."

Namjoon nodded and he took his cup of coffee and was about to take a sip when he saw Seokjin smiling at Beomgyu at the counter. His smile fell and he breathed with a little difficulty. Rose caught up to the feeling and looked back to find Seokjin too. It was easy to add one plus one because Seokjin's expressions changed too when he saw Namjoon.

Rose looked at Namjoon who had turned his head away and was looking out of the window. Rose almost shouted, "Oh My God."

Namjoon shushed her, "Don't shout."

Rose lowered her head and whispered, "He is your husband?"

Namjoon nodded, "But, can you please keep it a secret? It can actually affect his election campaign."

Rose gave Namjoon heart eyes, "I hope my boyfriend was so romantic and caring."

Namjoon laughed heartily and patted her palm, "I am sure he is."

Rose shied away and hid her face behind her coffee cup.

Namjoon looked across her and smirked as he saw Seokjin roll his eyes, obviously in jealousy. He tilted his head and smiled sweetly at Rose as Seokjin threw daggers with his eyes at the lady. Seokjin finally got his order and he stomped out of the cafe. Namjoon chuckled to himself and smirked as he saw Seokjin slam the door of the car.