Taken Prince

10. Drugged

⚠️TW⚠️ This chapter has kidnapping, drugging and gunshot.

Y/N's P.O.V.

"Hey, Namjoon, did you eat lunch yet?" I asked, preparing lunch. We were home alone because my parents were at work. I didn't bother waiting for them and made lunch for me and Namjoon because I was starving.

"No," he answered, approaching me. I looked at him, finding his purple hair a bit messy. His undercut was showing and that honestly made him look hot. Hair is everything, isn't it?

"Your hair is messy," I stated, making my way towards him and fixing his hair. As I fixed his hair he kept looking at me, admiring me. I finished fixing his hair and made eye contact with him, holding it. He wants me to fall in love? I'll act in love.

"Cute," he mumbled before looking away. Normally, I would actually get flustered if someone did this to me but I didn't now. Knowing his intention of this makes me want to gag instead of feeling flustered or falling in love.

"The lunch is ready. Let's eat," I said, ignoring his remark. I put the food on the table as he sat down. I poured him and myself a glass of water, not forgetting to do my plan. "Here you go." I handed him his glass of water.

He took it. "Thank you." I sat down and we started eating the food I prepared. My eyes got locked on him when he lifted his glass of water and drank from it. "Why are you gazing at me with such intensity?" he asked, chuckling lightly.

I cleared my throat and smiled. "You're just looking gorgeous."

"Thank you. I am indeed," he said proudly and continued drinking his water. My smile would've dropped at his confidence but the fact that he is drinking that drink makes me genuinely happy.

We finished eating, washed the dishes and then sat in the living-room. I offered to watch a movie and he agreed.

"I am feeling quite drowsy. May I ask for your permission to rest my head on your shoulder?" he asked.

My lip twitched. "Sure, I don't mind." I felt the weight of his head slowly getting put on my shoulder. It didn't take him more than five minutes before I heard his soft snores and heavy breath. "Namjoon?" I called, getting no response.

Bingo.

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Gosh, did I drug him too much?

Namjoon's been asleep for hours. Actually, a whole day. I put one of our men to watch him over night. I just came here an hour ago and it's been pretty boring watching him fully asleep, tied on a chair. What did I do in this hour you may ask? Scroll Tiktok. The most useless thing ever and it's pretty sad that I'm wasting my time because of this ass to be honest.

A whimper coming from Namjoon caused me to look up from my phone. I put my phone away and carefully watched him. He looked uncomfortable as he tried shifting on his spot. Another whimper left him before his eyes opened. His head was turned to the side so he didn't see me yet. He noticed that he was tied up and looked around only to find me in front of him.

"Well, the prince is awake," I said.

"Oh," he mumbled with absolutely no shock visible on his face. "Of course it is you."

"Well yes, of course it's me. I wouldn't let anyone else get near you," I answered.

"I am aware of that," he said, seeming not to care.