Needing A Spring Day

9. Lasagna

Namjoon stretched out on the couch, groggy after taking an unexpected nap and confused to find his legs constricted by a blanket. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he yawned and sat up, looking around the room for an indication of how long he had passed out for.

The TV show he had been watching was now muted and the can of beer he had been drinking was no longer on the coffee table. The large curtains were slightly drawn, leaving only a sliver of darkness displaying that the sun had set long ago. Catching movement out of the corner of his eyes, Namjoon turned his head towards the bathroom as a beautiful woman shut off the light and entered the room, shaking her hands dry.

"Oh. You're awake." She remarked, stepping into the kitchen and grabbing a towel off the counter. "Perfect timing. I heated up the lasagna you had in the freezer and it just finished a few minutes ago."

Namjoon pulled his legs out from under the blanket and rose to his feet. "How long was I asleep for?" He asked, scratching the back of his head and padding his way through the apartment until he reached her side. Wrapping his arms around her waist, Namjoon rested his head on her shoulder, inhaling the delicious mixture of her fruity perfume and the food she was attempting to plate.

"About two hours. You passed out ten minutes into the show." She replied, giggling as his lips pressed tenderly against her skin.

"Thank you for taking care of me." He whispered, brushing the hair off her neck and planting another kiss against her neck.

Feeling his hand travel over her hip, Nabi cleared her throat and focused her eyes on the food, trying to stay focused. "You better eat while it's still warm." She commented, setting the plate of food down on the counter to keep from dropping it.

"But I want something else." He whispered, taking her earlobe in between his teeth and humming.

"I worked hard to not burn it." She firmed, quickly pulling from his grasp and lifting the plated food between them. "It's best to eat when it's fresh."

Smiling defeatedly, Namjoon took the plate into his own hands and stepped back. "It looks perfect. Thank you." He praised, taking a bite. "I wasn't expecting you to stay this late. Didn't you say earlier you had paperwork to review and finalize for Tae's release?" He asked, leaning against the counter as he continued to eat.

Nabi nodded, taking her own plate over to the table and sitting down. "I took advantage of your nap and worked on it while the food was cooking, which I now see was the best time to do so." Her eyes shifted down as a blush suddenly formed across her cheeks.

Looking down, Namjoon smirked at the sight of a tent forming below his sweats. "Sorry. It's hard to control it when I just wake up." His eyes found hers, loving the embarrassment painted on her face. "If it makes you uncomfortable, I can go take care of it real quick. Or you could-"

"Namjoon!" Nabi squealed, covering her ears as she looked away. "What is wrong with you tonight?"

Namjoon couldn't help but laugh as he set his plate down. "I was going to suggest calling you a cab but your idea seems like a lot more fun." He teased, approaching her and running his fingers through her hair. "Besides, you can't stop thinking about how I-"

"Joon!" Nabi pleaded, standing from the chair and covering her face as she fought against the breathy giggles of embarrassment. "What happened to keeping things professional between us?"

With widening eyes, Namjoon scoffed and took a dramatic step back. "You're the one that stopped being professional babe, not me."

Nabi fought back a smile, keeping her eyes fixed on the ground. "I don't remember that." She claimed, shifting awkwardly.