Reflection | PJM

31| surprise*

A day later, you attend all your regular classes and head out of the studio, feeling good about the progress you've made.

As you step onto the sidewalk, a strong grip on your arm grabs your attention.

You whirl around in fear.

The sight before you shocks you. You're face-to-face with Namjoon.

"J-Joon?!"

He nods and smiles, that dimple showing itself off.

"How are you here?" you ask. He wasn't scheduled to return for another 3 weeks.

"I finished my exams early and scored really high so they let me head home."

You nod your head, happy for him but also caught off guard and feeling nervous for some unknown reason. Where is that "home" feeling?

Namjoon pulls you into a hug and kisses your forehead before lifting your chin to kiss you on the lips.

You don't feel particularly moved by the kiss. You figure you just need to get used to his touch again.

"Come with me to a hotel for the night," he says.

You think of Jimin waiting for you to get back from the studio. What will you say to him if you don't return for the night? "Uh, that's okay. I have to get home," you reason.

Namjoon clenches his jaw. "To get back to that man?" he asks defensively.

"I just wasn't expecting to see you so soon, and to be honest, I'm a bit flustered," you respond. "You could've called ahead of time."

"I wanted to surprise you. You don't think this is sweet?" he asks incredulously.

You start to feel guilty and give in. "I'll come along but I won't spend the night."

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Namjoon swipes the key card and opens the door, allowing you entrance first.

You walk inside the room and are taken away by the smell of lavender and vanilla, and the rose petals on the floor leading to the bed where lingerie and chocolates await.

Namjoon closes your dropped jaw. "I've been planning this for you," he whispers.

Speechless, you peck him on the lips.

"Go shower and put on that lingerie. I'll be waiting for you," he seductively smirks.

You obey, grabbing the lingerie and chocolates and transporting it to the bathroom.

You pop a chocolate into your mouth and run the water. Mmm, he got your favorite truffles.

After a quick but thorough shower, you put the lingerie on and admire your body in the mirror. You look damn good.

You slowly strut out of the bathroom towards Namjoon on the bed where he lays with his shirt already unbuttoned.

Unable to resist any longer, he meets you and grabs you, throwing you on the bed. He wastes no time and kisses down to your core.

You're excited for the new experience but nervous as well. You've only had sex with one person thus far. Will it feel the same?

You moan as he moves the lingerie to the side, licking your vagina and sucking on your clit. Of course it feels good, but something feels off.

You feel too aware of the situation to get into the mood. You moan, thinking of Jimin. You almost say his name.

You push Namjoon's head away and he climbs atop you to kiss your mouth. His thick lips aren't as soft. You can't stop thinking about Jimin.

A vibration courses through the mattress. You glance over and see your phone lighting up. You're getting a call.

You reach over to check the screen but Namjoon pushes your phone to the floor. "No interruptions," he growls.

Not knowing what you want in that moment, you just let everything happen. Namjoon uses protection and enters your body with wild thrusts while you pant and try to get your head in the game.

But you desperately want to know who called your phone. Was it Jimin? You need to call him back.

After a few minutes, Namjoon reaches orgasm and kisses you hard on the mouth, falling onto his back to wind down.

You sit up and lightly place a hand on his chest. "Joon, I'm gonna go..."

He holds your wrist and questions why.

You kiss him sweetly, lacking the emotional connection, so it just feels like mouth-to-mouth.

"I wanted to try and see if things would really work between us after reuniting. But now I can't deny I'm in love with someone else."

His face falls and he loosens his grip on your wrist. "Is it Jimin?"

Your face reddens and you feel tears of sorrow creeping up. "Yeah," you whisper.

Namjoon sits up and hugs you tenderly. "I do love you, Y/N. I'm sorry it didn't work out for us."

You hug him back for a while. Just holding onto each other, you feel so much of your history together coming to a full circle—coming to an end.

You're thankful for the time you've spent together, but it wasn't meant to be.

You put your sweatpants on over the lingerie and gather your things to head out of the hotel.