Cursed because of his broken heart, but love was the only answer. Except there was no one that loves him, no one ever did. Namjoon embarks on an adventure to find his mother, who he was certain was the only one capable of breaking the curse that happened because you couldn't bring yourself to love a peasant, or so he thought. *DISCLAIMER* This was inspired by a book I got the chance to read before it was released (Song of the Crimson Flower by Julie Dao). The storyline has the same structure but obviously, I didn't straight up copy it. The second half of the book is all new. Characters' names and locations had been changed of course.

･*ﾟ:*:✼✿ *✍︎* ✿✼:*:*･ ʜɪs ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɪs ᴘᴏᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴛᴏ ᴀ sɪᴍᴘʟᴇ, sᴍᴀʟʟ ᴘᴀᴘᴇʀ. ･*ﾟ:*:✼✿ *✍︎* ✿✼:*:*･

This is a Namjoon x Fem! Listener FF I sobbed as quietly as I could, not wanting to worry anyone as they were enjoying the party. I suddenly saw a pair of shoes in my line of sight but didn't pay attention to it as my tears blurred my eyes, thinking that I wasn't seeing properly. But then... "Excuse me miss? I'm trying to enjoy this beautiful garden but it seems your sobbing has made it almost impossible to. Could you please stop making noise or at least go somewhere else? You're really disturbing the peace for me." He said coldly 'What the hell? How rude! He didn't have to be so mean about it! I mean a girl is crying and he's calmly asking her to go away? What kind of man-' I decided to keep it cool as I was in no state to get worked up at the moment. I quickly wiped my tears and looked up at him awkwardly 'Wait, why does he seem familiar?' "S-Sorry, I've just had a rough day, I'll leave I-" it was silent for a moment. Suddenly it clicked in my head. My eyes widened when I understood why he looked so familiar. You couldn't believe your eyes. If fate was real then this was it. After all these years, he was right before you, standing tall and proud. He was finally back. But he wasn't yours... "N...Namjoon...?"

You:Who are you? ???: I'm not gonna tell you who really i'am... "Texting and chatting series" Namjoon X Reader short FANFICTION! Started:November 2018 -June 10,2019- #254 identity #885 chat #16 rmff #32 namjoonfanfic

Prologue to "Look Here" - a Namjoon fanfic. I advise everyone to read THIS before "Look Here" /// She was depressed, He was worried. She wanted to get away, He wanted her to stay. She was alone, But he was there. She hoped someone would listen, He was willing to listen.

*Discontinued* (will possibly be revamped?) Someone knocks on the door. But the pain in my stomach wouldn't let me stand. It was to painful. The knocking occurs again and I force myself to stand up and walk to the door. I take a deep breath and open the door. "Oh hi. Sorry if I'm interrupting you during anything I just wanted to say, well hi. I haven't seen you around much and I wanted to make sure you were alright", I weekly smile and that's how this whole mess started.

"Happy relationships don't just happen. You make them happen." ; rm x reader ; soulmate au • complete

What happens when young, rich, and cruel boys are bored? They play games. And what better game to play than to bet on the heart of their indifferent class president. There are many faces in the game, you never know what filter you're looking at.

After clubbing with your best friend, you saw a man by himself. He was drunk, you knew it's dangerous for him to stay outside by himself. You don't know his address and decided to take him home with you. You took home a man that you don't know and not knowing his real identity... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Hello, if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes please tell me. I'll go and edit it. A/n: If I put up a picture, GIFs or videos in this book, it doesn't belong to me. It belongs to the rightful owner... ============== Book started: May. 29, 2018 Book finished: August. 17, 2018

His pink hair, his dimples, his tall figure. You remember those things. But you have no idea who he is or why he keeps showing up around you. You knew he was dangerous, but you couldn't help but want to be near him. "Did you ever like me?" you asked. "No" he simply answered before closing the door. He was lying, and you knew that. But you needed to know why. As a screenwriter, you're used to picturing endless possibilities to stories, but nothing prepared you for the encounter with a certain stranger.