Just One Day (No updates)

Chapter 1: The Anne Frank House

I stared down blankly at my untouched beverage deep in thought. The strong aroma of coffee beans along with the warmth it radiated was so enticing, but I was too annoyed to touch it.

"I know that Jungkook couldn't make it because he had to record his cover of Sofa in time for Christmas, but it still bothers me that he chose to work on his only holiday in a long time" I said while making swirly white patterns in my cup with my spoon and cream. I was sitting in a cozy café called Van Kerkwijk in Amsterdam. Opposite me sat Kim Namjoon, the biggest pabo and most lovable guy I had known in my entire life.

"Come on, it's what comes with the job. At least you got me," he said while giving me a pedo-ish smile; if his aim was to cheer me up, it was definitely working. Namjoon had been my closest friend since the beginning of secondary school: we had laughed together, cried together, fought over the dumbest things but made up just as quickly as if nothing had ever happened. He honestly was the only person that knew me better than I did, and I with him. However, he had dropped out of school just before going to college to become a trainee at Big Hit entertainment, so I hadn't seen him for almost two long years. When I finally did get to see him he also introduced me to his fellow trainees that he would be debuting with as Bangtan Sonyeondan or BTS: there was eoma Jin, motionless Min Yoongi, pabo alien V, Chimchim, hopeful hobi and last, but not least Jungkook: the really cheeky "golden maknae" who loved to misbehave and show off his multi talented persona to everyone he met. There was something about Jungkooks's confidence that instantly attracted me to him. Over the next six months since I met them all I visited Big Hit regularly and had gotten really close to Jungkook, to the point where we sometimes ended up staying in their studio room all night just talking. I remember in high school Namjoon and I used to do the exact same thing, except we would sit in his room playing Call of Duty and giving each other horrible dares to do. But ever since he became the leader of BTS he has had a lot more responsibilities to deal with, so it's really rare for us to hang out. Although, this time everyone in BTS had been given a resting period before they had to work intensely again to prepare for their showcase and we were all meant to go on holiday together, but the other members including Jungkook had all ditched us. I pouted at Namjoon, trying not to show my everlasting disappointment that the stupid bunny maknae and the rest of BTS blew us off.

"Are you seriously going to ruin my holiday too? It's been nearly three years since I was able to rest properly like this and besides I haven't been able to spend a good day with my favourite girl in ages. Rianna, let's just forget about everything for now and return back to our school days again" he said while giving me a playful knock to my shoulder, but then resting his hands onto mine to show his seriousness. Ah gosh I love my Namjoon too much to disappoint him. I also held onto his hands and gave him a warm smile. We sat there staring at each other for a good minute; he looked into my eyes deeply, more than he had ever done - did he really miss me that much?

"You have really grown into a beautiful, caring and smart young woman; your pabo best friend is proud," He said lovingly. I blushed while tucking my hair behind my ear.

"Your right you know, I'm being selfish right now. I have missed you a lot too and want my best friend to myself for at least a day. We are in Amsterdam for crying out loud, let's have an amazing time and not think about that stupid international playboy and his gang," I said. We both laughed out till our stomachs hurt; nostalgia was beginning to hit me and I wanted this moment to last forever.

"Should we head to the Anne Frank house first?" He asked while raising his eyebrows. I had a sudden realisation:

"Namjoon, were you the one who stole my TFIOS (the fault in our stars) book?" I asked while leaning back in my chair.

"You want to go?" He said grabbing both of our coats from the rack with that same pedo smile from before. Same Namjoon, I thought to myself.

After a twenty-minute walk down the canal from the café we reached the Anne Frank house. It hadn't been snowing heavily that year, but there was still a beautiful white blanket covering the city. It was also freezing outside and I had stupidly forgotten my scarf back at the hotel, so Namjoon had wrapped his around my neck. I buried my face into it to try and tried to gather some warmth - ah it still smelt like the old Namjoon, also with a hint of swag (mianhae Suga :P). We spent the next hour in the house, but instead of paying attention to the historical videos being played I convinced him to reenact the scene from TFIOS between Hazel and Gus in the house as payback for stealing my book for so many weeks. It would also be really funny since that part of the book was so gloriously cheesy.

"It's pretty crowded here actually, I don't think you should do it," I whispered to him as we stood amongst about fifteen people in the room Anne and her family had lived in.

"You don't think I can do it, do you? I'm not a baby like you" he scoffed to me while cocking his head up.

"Frick you Nam-jamlsess I know you can't" I threw back at him. I heard him take a deep breath and step back a little - ha-ha I knew you couldn't do it I thought to myself. But all of a sudden he twisted me around so I faced him. For the first time I noticed how mature he had gotten: he had lost some of his chubbiness, his jaw was a little sharper, and his shoulders and arms had gotten broader. Wow. He began to pull me in closer, not breaking our eye contact as he did. This was a really different Namjoon to the one I had known most of my life. My heart started to beat faster than it usually would. Was he really going to do this? Why was I feeling so nervous? It's only Namjoon, what's there to be afraid of; it was my idea in the first place. Swallowing down my doubt I tiptoed a little until his soft lips finally pressed against mine. I felt my whole body begin to tingle as his mouth enclosed mine in one gentle movement instead of pulling away. Wasn't this only meant to be a playful peck? I have readily given him a kiss on the lips before, just to tease him about how he has never had a real girlfriend and I was the best he would ever get. But he seemed more experienced this time. He pressed in deeper and I drifted away from any thought as I knotted my hand into his, hoping, praying that we wouldn't have to stop anytime soon. I couldn't feel him drawing circles on my back with his fingers and I pulled him by his jacket so I could taste more of the sweet mint lingering in his mouth; I was starting to lose myself in him. However, my eyes suddenly shot open and I began to smile even as our mouths were still connecting. No, don't ruin it! I screamed at him in my head. His hands began to creep near my neck; he knew that was my weak spot, no, no, stop, please! But it was already too late.

"Ah what the heck stooooppp!" I laughed hysterically as he continued to tickle me. The whole room went silent and an angry crowd of tourist now sent us a series of annoyed glares. We both stopped immediately in our tracks and I stepped closer to him, as my cheeks grew red and hot from the embarrassment.

"I think we should go" he bent down and whispered to me before grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the awkward atmosphere. I don't really understand what just happened; I have never felt like this before. As we both stepped down the narrow stairs I held onto his hand tighter. Even in the midst of my confusion there was one thing I was sure of... I wanted more.

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Hey guys, here is a new story but this time revolving around RapMon (my bias wrecker that makes it very very hard to fangirl over Jungkook). I started writing this one because I have major writers block for my other story 'What Am I To You?', but I will try to update that asap.
Apart from that enjoy reading this, it's really fun to write ☺️😘
-Rianna