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Namjoon Imagine: Lets Talk

Scenario: In which Namjoon and you enjoy coffee and talking during a star filled sky on your balcony.

P: Joon x Y/N

Rated: Fluff 17+

Request: BTS Namjoon Imagine: Let's Talk
(3am rooftop deep conversations with Joonie Bear)

Requestd by: KimYonCrystal

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It had been three years now since you and Namjoon had begun dating, and those three years were the most beautiful and sexually driven years of your life.

I mean, who could blame you two?

A sexually suppressed male who endured years of sharing just about every aspect and corner of his life with no privacy could only make him want to fuck your brains out even more whenever you did get alone time. And a sexually deprived woman with needs far greater than anyone could ever meet.

Coming up on four years, something had changed.

No I don't mean it got boring, forceful, or tiring.

On the contrary, both of you guys seemed to be getting closer and closer.

Most fans loved to talk about your boyfriend in sexy ways, the way he must be a huge daddy in bed or how he probably would tie his girlfriend up if he got the chance to.

But you knew the real Joon.

The one that was to shy to tell you what he liked, the one who moaned out your name at the simple feel of you around his crotch, and....

But there was something people often overlooked. Something no one noticed about him or that was usually overlooked by those who called themselves devoted Army's.

He was a giant teddy bear on the inside,  fuming with the need to tell someone all the "useless" facts he knew and all the historical inaccuracies in the newest book he had read.

And this had become something he had begun to do more often with you as his main audience. Not a lot of people in the industry knew he was dating anyone, and the few that did knew better than to open their mouths. The fans? The fans you loved because of how much they cared about not only your boyfriend but also the rest of the men whom you now saw as close friends, also had absolutely no idea.

Picking up the mugs you had filled with a fresh pot of dark roast coffee, you approached the sliding door of your shared apartment with that hunk of a man.

Yeah.

They didn't know.

And they wouldn't know about you two any time soon. You guys wanted to keep this up for as long as humanly possible. You knew how much this career meant for him, and likewise, your own career would be on the line. Not only that, but the privacy of your families and any possible hate or threats that could come your way from the extreme fans that you knew damn well weren't that. In fact, both you and Namjoom agreed that they weren't fans. The real fans would support you and him unconditionally.

Yeah.

They'd support you.

Right?

Shaking your head, you continued on, walking past the living room both of you often threw yourselves on after a long day at work.