'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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tw: mature sexual content
"Celine?"
Namjoon's grip on Celine's hand tightened as her name was called in the sterile waiting room. They hadn't been there for long, in this mysterious medical facility, that supposedly housed the people who had gotten them into this situation. And now, a tall, middle-aged woman was making her way down the corridor, white coat on and clipboard in hand, smiling at him and Celine. She had slicked back, black hair, a wrinkle-free face, and looked every inch the professional.
Namjoon narrowed his eyes at her. He was entirely against the idea of Celine going through with what PD-nim had suggested, but had agreed to bring her here for testing anyway. That didn't mean he had to like it.
Celine perked up at her name, nodding, and then turned to her right, nudging a sleeping Yoongi gently.
He started, glaring at Celine. "Never. Wake. Me. Up," he said through gritted teeth.
"It's time," Celine said softly. "We have to go in now. I thought you wanted to come and be my moral support?"
Namjoon's eyes widened at the way Yoongi's cheeks flushed a light pink at Celine's words. "Well, I suppose if you desperately need me," he grumbled, unfolding his arms.
"Dude, we've literally been here for five minutes, how were you asleep already?" Namjoon asked incredulously.
Yoongi shrugged as he made to stand up. "It's a medical mystery."
Celine was repressing a smile, and that made Namjoon feel fractionally better.
Fractionally.
He still wasn't happy, as the three of them followed the woman in the white coat into a spacious laboratory, where a variety of medical equipment was waiting.
Namjoon wondered just how all of this worked, but didn't ask, presuming it would all be way beyond his comprehension.
"My name is Dr. Lee. Please, have a seat," the woman said kindly to Celine, pointing to a chair in the middle of the room. Yoongi slid into the waiting seats next to hers, but the woman stopped Namjoon before he could do the same.
