'who are you?' he whispered, gazing at the beautiful creature.
the moment he spoke, her eyes opened.
and namjoon was done for.
| namjoon x o/c
| fantasy, romance, fluff, smut
| completed: 15.07.2023
@bangtanbagels ~ 2023
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"I wanna sit there."
"No fair, hyung! You know I have to say yes because you're older!" Jungkook whined.
"Exactly," Jimin gave him a devilish grin. "That's why I'm asking."
Namjoon rolled his eyes at the younger boys' antics, watching as Jungkook huffed and forfeited his seat to Jimin. Namjoon knew full well why Jimin wanted that seat; next to him at the breakfast table, directly opposite Namjoon with freshly washed hair hanging over her gigantic sweatshirt, was their new guest.
"Cut it out, you two," Jin chided, watching as Jungkook settled grumpily on the other end of the table. "Besides, that's the broken chair, anyway. Joonie snapped the side off last month, remember?"
"Broken or not, it's the best seat in the house," Jimin chimed in, and he turned and winked at the girl next to him cheekily.
To Namjoon's horror, she smiled shyly and looked away, her cheeks dusting pink.
Something deep in Namjoon's chest really did not like that.
Get a hold of yourself, he willed himself.
"Jimin, could you restrain yourself for just a minute? You can flirt later. I want my pancakes," Yoongi grumbled, reaching over to take a stack of pancakes from the middle of the table. The others followed suit, tucking in to the breakfast Jungkook had made, but she didn't move.
Namjoon eyed her across the table. "Would you like something?" he asked softly, lifting a plate for her.
She scanned the table, clearly not knowing where to start. Jungkook had put on a feast of all the toppings imaginable in an effort to impress, and Namjoon could sense how overwhelmed she was.
Namjoon laughed at the wonder in her eyes. "A bit of everything?"
She nodded, grinning at him beautifully, and he forgot about his anger from moments before, loading up a plate and handing it to her. She bowed her head meekly in thanks.
"Did you enjoy your first shower, noona?" Jungkook asked, before stuffing a pancake into his mouth.
She nodded, eyes brightening. "Yes, thank you Jungkookie."
The voices at the table fell silent. It was the first time she had properly, clearly spoken in their presence - without being shivering cold or close to unconsciousness - and all of the boys except Namjoon and Jungkook were stunned by her melodic voice.
