Borahae (BTS reverse harem)✔️

I Need U

My unblinking stare is still fixed on him when he turns from the refrigerator, a bottle of juice and a bowl of fruit in his hands.

"Ah!" he all but yelps once he turns from the fridge to spy me at the threshold between the kitchen and living room. "I didn't see you there."

I still can't tear my eyes away from his chest. And his shoulders. And his abs. And the V line that disappears into his basketball shorts. He, on the other hand, seems completely casual.

He sets his snacks down and leans back on the counter. "Couldn't sleep?"

I still haven't uttered a word but I manage to shake my head. Or do I nod? I honestly have no clue.

My answer seems to satisfy him because he then says, "Same. I'm tired but...I don't know. I'm nervous?"

Nervous? That seems to snap me out of my daze. "Why's that?"

"I'm always nervous about performing. But with Taehyung getting hurt and..." He flicks his gaze over my body, making me aware that I'm still only wearing the new purple sleep set I showed them earlier. "Well...there's you."

My bare feet carry me all the way into the kitchen and I stop just short of two feet from him. My brow furrows. "What about me?"

"I don't like that you're alone all the time. I know it's only been a couple of weeks but I don't like the thought of leaving you." He scrubs a hand over the back of his neck and that's when I realize that his hair is different. It's darker and he's gotten a haircut. I can't quite see the color in the dim lighting, but it looks almost ash brown.

I lean against the kitchen island, facing him. We're alone, in the dark, and we're barely dressed. This could be dangerous.

"I knew what I signed up for," I reply as a way to reassure him.

"Yeah? I thought I did too. But I didn't...expect this."

"Expect what?"

He shakes his head. "Nothing. Hey, you want to share some fruit with me?"

The way he changes the subject so quickly nearly makes my head spin, but I don't press him for more. That's not my place.

"Sure."

Namjoon picks up the bowl and plucks out a grape to offer me. I could easily take it from his fingertips, and while their habit of feeding me can be a little embarrassing at times, I can't think of anything sexier than letting him slide fruit between my lips. I chew slowly, watching him the entire time. He picks up a grape for himself and does the same.

"Can I ask you a question?"

I nod. "Of course, you can."

"Do you like your life here?"

I take a beat to think about my answer honestly but I already know what I'll say. "I do. Everyone has been really nice and welcoming. I'm still learning, but I think you all are very special. And I'm happy to be a part of that."

"You don't miss home?"

I shrug. "I miss my siblings, but no. I don't miss home. There's nothing there for me to miss."

He frowns. "Why do you say that?"

"Because it's the truth. I came here to start over...to wipe the slate clean. I never imagined I'd end up here, but I'm glad I did."

He nods. "I'm glad you did too."

"Really? I know you guys probably had a lot of applicants. Granted, they didn't know what they were applying for but still..."