DILF. | KNJ

12 : Beauty in simplicity.

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"Hel-"

"Namjoon-ah what is that ?"

Namjoon furrowed his eyebrows as entered the decent-sized house, seeing Burberry delivery boxes on the ground.

"Oh it didn't take long.." He said, turning towards her. "By the way don't you want to move in somewhere bigger ? Damn baby it's small-small here.."

"I told you that-"

"You want to control my bank account now ?" He cut her off before grabbing her wrist, pulling her closer to him. "Come on baby you can't be mad at me.."

"You have too much money for your own good." She muttered. "I like being independent and getting things for myself, I don't want you to feel like I'm using you or I'm in this for money."

"I know you're not, but I just want to spoil you, that's the way I am.. You joke too much about having a sugar daddy to get embarrassed when I buy you something."

She deadpanned, crossing her arms against her chest.

"You bought the whole store."

"And I'll do it again.. You look so cute when you're embarrassed baby look at you.." He teased her, poking her cheeks.

"Stop that.." She answered in a small voice, starting to feel flustered.

"You said you missed me and look at me dropping work to come cheer you up when we weren't supposed to meet at all this week." He continued, pinching her cheek.

She sucked her teeth to try to hide her embarrassment, putting her hands on his chest to push him away.

"You're not that funny." She said, walking towards her kitchen followed by Namjoon.

"You just don't have a sense of humour but that's alright, your cute face makes up for it."

"Have you even ate yet ?" She ignored what he said, turning towards him.

The question weirdly took Namjoon aback.

Nobody ever asked him that, in fact, aside from his son, nobody really cared about his well-being.

"Hello ? Kim Namjoon ?" Dayanah snapped him out of his transe, slightly waving her hand in front of his face.

He shook his head a little, focusing on her.

"Sorry, what were you saying ?"

She sighed, putting her hand on her hips.

"If you're tired you should rest Joon." She gently scolded him. "Have you ate yet ?"

"Let's just order takeout.."

She was about to answer but got taken aback as he wrapped her in his big arms, a small sigh escaping his mouth.

"You're taking care of me so much.. What do I do for you ?"

"You're nice to be around, it feels safe.. In addition there's also the fat bank account but that's not really important right now." She joked, trying to ease the atmosphere while she ordered food from her phone.

"You act like you don't but you actually do like getting spoiled.." He muttered, laughing to himself.

"It's not that bad.. But still, I don't need it, it's alright."