Day Three

I wake to the smell of coffee. 8:23 am. I stretch, freshen up in the bathroom and head to the kitchen in search of the amazing scent filling the loft. Jenn's already dressed and in front of the stove, "You're up! I'm making us some breakfast. So, I was thinking we should check out Lotte World today, do some shopping and then check out SM Town. We should also check out one of the cafes. Maybe MangoSix or that kitty cafe you mentioned? And, I was thinking that since yesterday was so much fun, we should invite the guys over and make them dinner this time." I pour myself some coffee and sit down at the breakfast counter, "Umm, I don't know. . . You don't think it'd be too soon to call them? What if they end up thinking we're stalker fans or something?" She rolls her eyes, "We're only here a few more days and when else would we ever get the chance to hang out with them again after we go back home? Besides, it seems like you really left an impression on Joon. He literally couldn't keep his eyes off you the whole time and you didn't even notice. He already offered to show us around so he obviously wants to see you again. What's it matter if it's sooner than expected?" I bite my lip, a nervous habit, "Okay, how about if he texts me today, I'll invite them." She nods her head in agreement, "deal." Jenn finishes cooking and places a plated omelet and fresh fruit in front of me before leaning over the counter across from me to eat. I take a sip of coffee, thinking of the night before, "Do you think that kid from last night is okay?" Jenn's fork stops mid-air, a large piece of egg hanging off the end as she ponders, "I hope so, but if his dad is anything like my mom, he's probably got a pretty sore ass-cheek right about now."

We walk into Mango Six Cafe, exhausted from spending all morning shopping. Lotte World is so huge, it was every shopaholic's dream. I order two sandwiches and their famous mango coconut smoothies. As we chat, waiting for our order, my phone vibrates against the tabletop. It's a series of texts from Namjoon and my heart instantly races. I'll have to keep my promise and invite him over.

Hey. . . It's Joon.

Kim Namjoon.

Of BTS.

So, I had a lot of fun yesterday. I can't stop thinking about it. Can I see you again? Maybe today if you're free? I'm sorry if I'm coming off too forward. . .

My heart skips a beat and I reread the texts. Does he mean both Jenn and I or just me? Did he mean just as a new friend or more like Jenn insinuated. Maybe I'm just reading too much into it. "It's him, isn't it?"Jenn asks, leaning closer to see my phone screen before I quickly turn the screen away. She gasps, slapping her hand on the table, "I fucking knew it! Hurry up and invite them over!" I pass the tip of my tongue over my top lip, thumbs hovering over my phone screen. "Mia, so help me god, if you don't text that gorgeous fucking man right now, I swear I'll post that pic of you at Kortni's bachlorette. The one with the dick ha-" "Don't you fucking dare! FINE! I'll text him," I yell back, nearby customers turning their heads towards me in judgement. I can feel Jenn's gaze burning into me as I type.

I can't stop thinking about yesterday, either. Thank you so much for inviting us over. Jenn and I wanted to return the favor and invite all of you over tonight for dinner and to hang out. We have a pool here, too if anyone wants to go swimming.

I toss my phone onto the table, "There! He's probably just being polit-" No sooner do I get another word out when my phone vibrates, again.

Daebak! What time should we be there?

Texting with Namjoon, we agree to meet at their dorm later in the afternoon so they can follow us to our loft. Jenn and I finish our lunch, spend far too much money at SMTown@coexartium, stop to buy beer and soju, and drive to the guys' dorm. Jimin meets us outside this time, "Heyy, everyone wants to go but we ended up practicing choreo for a last minute charity concert this weekend. Another idol group won't be able to make it so we offered to take their place. Do you mind waiting for a couple minutes? Jungkook's just finishing in the shower. He's the only one that can stand a cold shower." Jenn smiles at him, intertwining her arm around his, "No worries. We don't mind. You all must be exhausted, though." Jimin shrugs, "We're used to it and it's not as intense as some of the past performances we've had to pull off but thank you for inviting us over and getting us out of here for a while." Jimin opens their door, letting Jenn and I in first, "Mia, Joonie-hyung is in his room. Why don't you go and let him know you're here?" Jimin smiles slyly and grabs Jenn's hand, leading her to the living room.

I knock on Namjoon's bedroom door and hear him answer from the inside to go in. I slowly open the door, "Namjoon? I'm here." I peek inside, curiosity getting the best of me. Namjoon is sitting at his desk, pieces of paper scattered before him, crumpled pieces piled by his feet. He sets his pen down and looks right at me. A beaming smile briefly takes over his face until he looks down at his watch, his eyes widening, "Oh! I didn't realize how late it is! You can come in. I'm just finishing up. A couple lines popped into my mind and I needed to write them down before I forgot." I point towards his pile of scrawled notebook papers, chuckling, "Just 'a couple'?" I walk around his room, looking at any details I missed the night before; a fading Epik High poster by the closet, a bonsai by the window, and a small framed photograph of a Middle School Namjoon during a school ceremony with his parents. I notice Namjoon is quiet so I turn around and he is leaning against his desk watching me, a smile on his face. Our eyes make contact and I feel my face getting hot and flushed. I look down, hoping he didn't see me blush, "Ready? We bought some alcohol, too." I can hear him smiling as he talks, "Yeah, I'm ready. Let's go." I walk towards the door when something catches my eye. Hanging up behind the door is a hoodie. It's a grey hoodie with a fraying red Supreme patch on the shoulder and something suddenly dawns on me, "It was you the other night. . . in the park, wasn't it?" He looks confused at first before he realizes I'm motioning towards the hoodie, "It was you? The girl that practically ran me over like a bulldozer?" My jaw drops in shock, I slap his arm, "Me?! Don't you mean you? Knocking down women half your size!" He laughs at my reaction, the sound making me melt. I cross my arms, stepping closer to him, "I guess we already met before yesterday and both of our first times meeting each other involved your God of Destruction clumsiness." We're both laughing when Namjoon gently places his hand on my upper arm, "I guess for once I can be happy I'm clumsy. It's what led us here." He seems to be shocked by what he just said and gets embarrassed. I clear my throat, breaking the sudden silence, "Me, too." "Stop making out and let's go!" I can hear Jenn yell from the living room, along with everyone laughing. Namjoon and I look at each other, both embarrassed before I out of the room.

Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin decide to ride with us while the others followed in their car. "Noona, can I play music on my phone?" Jenn helps Jimin connect his phone to the car's bluetooth before he immediately starts playing K. Will. All three maknaes sing along in perfect sync. Their harmonizing is breathtaking. We get to the loft and show them around before Jenn and I start cooking. Jenn goes upstairs to the roof to grill the shrimp, beef and vegetables while I stay in the kitchen to make rice, prepare the sides, and jajangmyeon. Some of the guys went to the roof while some stayed in the living room to watch a movie. Yoongi already asleep on the couch. "Do you need any help?" I look up to see Namjoon beside me leaning against the counter. "I've seen you cut onions before. I'm not even sure I should let you in the kitchen," I say, making him laugh. I smile at him, "Could you set the table? Either the dining room or roof will be great." He smiles in agreement and instantly starts looking for dishes. We eat dinner around the table at the edge of the roof top, overlooking Han River. We exchange stories of our friendships. Jenn and I talk about past memories throughout our 15 year friendship; the guys talk about their years predebut. Jungkook impersonates the other members, making us all laugh. Jin shows off his "best" dance moves and the guys playfully bashing each other like brothers do.

After dinner, we decide to break in the pool. Jenn grabs my hand, pulling me along after her, "Let's get changed. It's time to show off that cute bikini I picked out for you." Standing in the walk-in closet, I look at my own reflection in the mirror. It's a velour blood red string bikini, a gold thin chain around my belly with one little pearl hanging off the middle. My hair thrown up in a messy bun, loose tendrils framing my face. it feels so revealing compared to the plain one piece swimsuits I usually wear. My nerves get to me and I throw on a white tshirt over the bikini before I walk back out onto roof where the guys are already having beers and in the pool. Yoongi and Jimin are laying down on lounge chairs. "Finally! Here, drink this. I knew you'd be too nervous to come out uncovered. This will help you relax," Jenn says, handing me a beer. She knows me way too well. Jungkook and Seokjin are taking turns seeing who can front flip the farthest into the pool while Namjoon and Taehyung cheer them on. I spot Hoseok messing with the iHome. I sit on the edge of the pool, swinging my legs through the water while I finish my beer. "Why don't you jump in? The water feels great," Namjoon says as he swims up to me. I look down, still a little nervous, "I will in a few. . . I think I might need another drink first." He lifts my chin and looks at me, his face turning serious, "Hey, if you don't want to get in or anything, you don't have to. I don't want you to feel pressured around us. We all respect you and Jenn completely. I never want to make you feel pressured and uncomfortable. Ok?" "Ok," I nod in response.

I finally feel the alcohol work it's magic, starting in my toes and working it's way up, warming my cheeks. "Come dance with me!" Jenn says, grabbing my hand and dragging me over by the stereo where Seokjin, Hoseok and Jimin are already dancing wildly. G-D's "Crooked" is playing as I dance until I'm hot and out of breath. It doesn't take very long for everyone else to join in, all of us jumping, dancing, and singing along to the music. I feel a hand gently cup my waist as I dance with Jenn, her hand in mine. I turn around to Namjoon dancing behind me, his cheeks pink with a beer in his other hand. I grab onto his biceps, pulling him closer against me, the alcohol on music taking over. I feel my shirt tug at my side as it bunches into his hand, my stomach flush with his body. I look up into Namjoon's face, his eyes already hooded as he looks down at me, eyes on my mouth. I lick my lips, desperate to know what he tastes like. He leans in closer, my body shuddering as his thigh presses into my core. I don't know whether it's the alcohol or the way Namjoon is looking at me but my body is flushed and hot. I feel light-headed, my heart beating in my throat. I take off my shirt, revealing my bikini and chain. "Finally! Mia, let's go swimming! Jump in with me!" I can tell Jenn is feeling buzzed because she tends to be extra loud and social when she drinks. I giggle at her, grabbing her by the hand and walking towards the edge. She turns to me smirking, her voice low, "I told you to invite them for dinner, not to leave Seoul pregnant. Calm down, bitch." I instantly laugh, taking a deep breath, "Can you blame me? Fucking look at him. Maybe you're right." We stop about 6 feet from the edge of the pool before we run and jump into the water. We resurface laughing, Jenn's arms wrapped around my neck and notice the guys laughing and cheering before jumping in themselves.

We spend the next hour in and out of the pool, playing games, and having water fights. I notice Namjoon sitting on the ledge. I swim over to him,"Afraid to drown?" He smirks back at me, "What if I only want to drown in you?" My heart skips a beat or three, leaving me speechless. I reach up, grabbing his arms and kick off the pool wall, pulling him into the water with me. I resurface laughing, Namjoon's arms are wrapped around my waist as he laughs along with me. My face turns red and I bite my lip in nervousness. Hoseok must have noticed us because right then he comes over and picks up Namjoon, dunking him into the water, winking at me with a knowing smile.

After the sun has gone down, Yoongs has lit the fire pit and Jin starts playing melodic versions of their songs while Jimin and Kookie sing beautifully. I head to the kitchen to make hot cocoa for everyone when I find Joonie lying across my bed, looking up towards the pool. Through the water, I can see Tae, Jenn and Hobi sitting on the edge of the pool, chatting. I stand by the bedside, "I wondered where you disappeared to." He sits up, smiling, "This room is amazing. The past two days have been the best days I've had in such a long time. Work has been so stressful lately. Thank you for doing this for us. The guys really needed it. It's nice being able to see them relax carefree." I sit down next to him, looking down at my fidgeting hands, "You know, I've been a huge BTS fan for such a long time but never in my entire life would I ever have thought that I could ever meet you, much less hang out with all of you. I've always admired you especially. Your dedication and intelligence, the way you speak and your ideas. It always resonates with me the most. My favorite quote came from you, actually. I saw your Vlive and you were talking about the similarities between 'sarang', 'saram' and 'sa-ra'. You said 'As people, there's bound to be love in our lives, whether it's romantic love or love for our friends and family. Maybe the reason why these words were created to be so similar is because we cannot live without love in our lives.' Those are beautiful words and an incredible way of thinking. I know you've been stressed out over having a hard time writing lately but if you can come up with words like that, there's nothing you can't do." He hesitantly reaches over, sliding his hand in between mine. Shocked, I look up at him and he's looking directly into my eyes. He places his free hand against my cheek. It's warm and soft but somehow manly and firm at the same time. My heart races, beating out of my chest, my blood pounding in my ears. I bite my lip, a nervous habit. He notices, glancing towards my mouth. He slowly starts to lean towards me, stopping inches from my face, looking into my eyes as if looking for reassurance. I can smell his scent from here. Sweet like flowers and grass, but musky like pine and sunshine. I can faintly hear Kookie softly singing in the distance. I take a shaky breath and lean in the rest of the way, my lips landing softly against his. I interlace my fingers with his while his other hand slowly glides down and around my neck. I place a hand on his chest, firmly grabbing onto his shirt. We're nothing but warm lips, smooth tongues and pounding hearts. My blood is boiling, my skin turning flushed and hot. We turn into a game of push and pull, a frenzy of two people that can't get enough of each other. I faintly have the thought that I should stop this before it goes too far but it's quickly clouded by how much I want this. Without thinking, his shirt is on the floor and I'm grabbing on to his muscular arms. He's kissing my neck, warm breath, soft kisses and light bites when I realize we're laying on the bed, his muscular body hovering over mine, legs entwined. Wait. . . wait. . . This isn't right. . . I shouldn't be here like this. . .I can't. . ."S-stop. . .I can't do this. I-It's too soon." He instantly stops, sitting up, eyes wide, "Oh god, I'm sorry! Shit, I'm so sorry! I don't know what came over me just now. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm so s-" I shake my hands, clumsy covering his mouth, "Stop, it's okay. I promise. It wasn't just you. I wanted this. You have no idea how much I badly want this but I can't. You've only known me a couple days and I'm going back home in a few days. That's a huge step to take with someone that I'll most likely never get to see again once I go back. I'm not some kind of groupie skank and refuse to be remembered that way." He bursts out laughing, "'Groupie skank'? Look, I could never in my life think of you that way. These past two days have been amazing and memorable for me and that's because of you. I like you. I tried denying it for the same reason as you but it's too late to go back now. I like you. I sincerely do." After taking in his words, I nod my head, squeezing his hand, "I like you, too, Joon, and I need you to know that's not just because of who you are as an idol. I'm so drawn to you and you have no idea how hard it was for me to hold back but all logic is screaming at me that this isn't real. It's impossible. I'm going to leave at the end of this trip, you'll move on, and I'll be stuck in whatever fantasy this is. It just doesn't make sense." Namjoon moves in closer, placing his hand on my cheek, "What just happened was because I like you and I'm so attracted to you that I could barely control myself but not for a single second was it about sex for me so please don't think that about yourself or me? I don't know what's going to happen when you leave but I do know that I want to spend as much time with you as I possibly can. Is that ok?" Against my better judgement, I let go of every reason to walk away from him, of every reason why this shouldn't go any further, and reach my hand around his neck, pulling Namjoon down on me, "Fuck it."

Namjoon's lips instantly part, his tongue reaching for mine. My fingers thread into his hair, gasping as he kisses down my jaw, gently nipping and sucking my neck. My legs wrap around his waist, a hand squeezing my thigh before lifting his hand and landing a smack against the side of my left ass cheek. My body jolts in shock as I yelp. Namjoon stills, looking up at me with worried eyes, "Too far?" My ass cheek stings, but the pain felt. . .good. My hips squirm beneath him, "N-no, do it, again." He smirks before lifting his hand, again, landing another burning smack to my ass. My body shudders, a small moan escaping my lips. I can already feel myself getting wet, my hips rocking with the pain. I can feel him harden against me, his bulge rubbing against my core. He leans down, his tongue reaching into my mouth as he grinds his hips into me, his breath coming faster. He leans down closer to my ear, his breath tickling my ear with each word, sending chills straight down my spine, "Can I taste you?" I let out another moan, my hips pushing up into him.. I look up above us towards the pool and see Jenn and Kookie chatting now, Tae and Hobi now gone. "What if they see?" I ask. Namjoon lifts himself up on his forearms, hovering over me, "Let them." He bites down on my lower lip before pulling it back and sliding down my body, trailing kisses and licks down my belly. My legs begin shaking, overloaded with lust as he leans down, kissing the delicate piece of cloth over my clit, his eyes still on mine. I resist the urge to thread my fingers in his hair and push my pussy into his face. As if reading my dirty thoughts, Namjoon smirks, hooks his arm around my thigh and over my hips, holding me down. Pulling the thin fabric of my bikini aside, he slowly drags two fingers down my slit before thrusting them into me once. My fingers grip into the sheets, eyes rolling back as cry out. Namjoon pulls his fingers back out painstakingly slow as I watch, a long string of my own juices connecting me to his fingers. He smiles up at me before dipping his face down farther between my legs, my body writhing with every deep movement of his tongue until the pressure of a thousand fireworks builds in the pit of my belly. With every flick and thrust of his tongue and fingers exploring my pussy, I find my release, my hips bucking beneath him as he keeps going, riding my orgasm as long as he can until I finally float back down from my high, breathless and flushed. Namjoon replaces my bikini in place, as if nothing ever happened, and lays down beside me, wiping my hair away from my face as I try to catch my breath, "You look so beautiful right now. Hot and blushing. . . It's so sexy." Gaining the energy to look at him, I let out a breathy chuckle and lazily smack my hand against his chest, "We're so doing that, again, before I leave."

I finally calm down and go into the walk-in closet to check my appearance, the butterflies in my stomach still racing a mile a minute. Namjoon has his shirt back on and is already in the kitchen warming milk for the hot cocoa. I grab some mugs from the cabinet and the marshmallows. We smile at each other, giggling once in a while, as we prepare the cocoa before heading back to the roof with the others. We spend the next few hours talking and watching Netflix into the early morning hours before we all pass out one by one, spread out around the living room. It's as if we've all known each other our whole lives.