'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
lol remember when I said I would update this book every day for a month? that was a nice lie I told myself.
and you guys! I'm sorry. but here I am, back and ready to finish Eternal!
I can also reveal that this book will have approximately sixty chapters and an epilogue. the ending is planned, which means we're nearly there folks!
enjoy the last quarter of this story!
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𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚛.
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tw: mature sexual content
Celine had no idea what was going on.
All she had been told was to go to the apartment's kitchen at 9pm, and not a minute before. When Hobi had knocked on her bedroom door around eight and told her this, she'd been confused - but she had, in some ways, expected it too.
She was eternal, after all, not an idiot. She knew about Valentine's Day.
"What does he have planned?" she asked curiously, but Hobi made a zipping motion across his mouth, as if to say - my lips are sealed.
"Oh, and wear something nice!" he said with a bright smile not a moment later, lips very much unsealed.
As she opened her mouth to ask him exactly how 'nice' she should go, a head of fluffy brown hair appeared behind Hobi in her doorway - Taehyung.
"Here," Taehyung thrust a dress bag at her. "Wear this."
Celine had learned by now to simply trust Taehyung and his fashion choices; especially after that dress he had chosen for London.
So she smiled, took the bag, and murmured, "Thank you, Tae."
He and Hobi gave her a huge grin.
"Happy Valentine's Day!" called Hobi as he left, making her chuckle, and not a moment later she heard the group of them bundle towards the door, presumably leaving the two of them alone for the evening.
She sighed, putting down the art book she had been reading, and headed for the shower, needing the full hour to get ready.
And now, here she was. 9pm on the dot. About to push the kitchen door open.
