'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
A week passed.
A never-ending, torturous week, in which they did not hear from Dr. Lee.
On the positive side, Celine did not seem to get any worse. To Namjoon, she seemed the same; a little tired by the end of the day, sleepy at the studio as they rehearsed, but otherwise fine. If anything, it seemed as though perhaps she was stabilising - but still, he felt the spike of anxiety that ran through both of their veins.
He knew it didn't help that she didn't feel particularly connected to him right now.
A stab of guilt ran through him at this thought. It was true - he knew he had been avoiding her. Only to the extent that he could - they still spent most of their time together, and curled up together every night - but they hadn't been intimate all week.
Namjoon was craving her. He wanted to feel her again, the way she moved under his caresses, the way her mouth opened up to his. But every time he looked at her, his heart ached with affection, and he began to imagine life without her. And then he didn't want to touch her, for fear that she might disappear from under his fingers.
It was insane, irrational thinking. But Namjoon loved her so much, he couldn't bear to do anything that might mean losing her.
What he failed to consider, as he kept his emotional distance, was that if anything this distance was the thing harming Celine. She had never told him that Dr. Lee had recommended they be closer than ever, and so it wasn't until the end of the week when Namjoon finally realised the damage he was doing by staying away from her.
It had been a long week of rehearsals, and that day they had been at the studio for well over twelve hours, going over the same moves over and over again until they got it right. All of the members were exhausted, and Namjoon had developed tunnel vision hours before; he just wanted to get this done, get out of here, and collapse into bed.
It wasn't til he looked up at one point and noticed Celine wasn't in her seat at the side of the studio, that he panicked.
Where was she?
Namjoon stepped out into the corridor, glancing left and right. No sign of her.
He furrowed his brow, wondering where she could be. He felt for her through the connection - nothing.
