'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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"Namjoon?"
His eyes snapped open as he heard the door open, and watched a slim figure step into the dark bedroom.
"N-namjoon, I'm c-cold," she murmured, stumbling a little over the dresser as she made her way to her bed.
"Are you okay?" he sat up in the couch bed, rubbing his eyes. "Where were you?"
"B-balcony," she answered, still stuttering a little as her teeth chattered. "W-with Jungkookie."
Namjoon mentally cursed Jungkook for not offering her a jacket.
"Is that all you wore?" he asked, her outfit coming into focus as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Taehyung had made her wear something other than Namjoon's clothes for once since it was his birthday, and she was in a sleek black tank top that stopped at her belly button, paired with a black leather skirt and black sock boots.
The beautiful silver jewellery that Jimin had bought her for Christmas, inlaid with delicate amethysts, made her eyes shine with brilliance.
Namjoon had spent the entire lunch and dinner trying not to look at her exposed skin, trying not to crumble whenever she smiled, trying not to hear her tinkling laughs and gasps as she danced with the boys in the other room, finally turning in to bed early, trying not to imagine her making those same noises here, with him, under him-
"C-cold," she said again, plopping down onto the edge of the mattress heavily. "Wanna sleep."
Ah, Namjoon realised quickly. She's drunk.
"How much did you drink?"
She shrugged. "I'm not sure. Jiminie kept giving me drinks. He's so cute," she giggled, and Namjoon almost felt her blush.
Fucking Park Jimin.
Mentally making a note to scold Jimin in the morning, Namjoon crossed to his dresser, pulling out a pair of clean sweatpants and a hoodie. "You want these?"
Her eyes lit up when she saw what he was offering, and she made grabby hands at him, nodding.
Namjoon's heart nearly burst out of his chest. God, she's adorable when she's drunk.
"Namjoon..." she said, watching him carefully. "I... um... can you turn around?"
Namjoon mentally kicked himself for not taking the hint sooner, and he whipped around as she pulled off her top and skirt with what sounded like some difficulty due to her inebriated state. Time seemed to stand still as Namjoon listened, trying with every ounce of his self-control not to imagine what she looked like right now.
