Simple~ A collect of Bangtan imagines and scenarios with you as their 8th member. Made especially for your little imaginations to feast on~
Not Taking Requests-
Beginning: 14/10/17
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24/12/17: #63 in Fanfiction ❤
It was just another, average day off. You were in the dance studio by yourself, sweat drenching your baggy clothes. As your body flowed beautifully along with the music, you didn't notice a figure standing at the doorway.
The male watched the way you twisted and leaped ever so gorgeously through thin air, how your limbs gently flew beside you to balance you out, how your hair was sticking to your forehead due to the sweat running down your face, and your face, of how beautiful he thought your face was.
His heart began to pound, he was focused too much on you to notice the music had come to a stop. You'd been dancing for hours, finally stopping you grabbed a bottle of water and slid down the wall, crossing your legs as you landed on the wooden floor. As you opened your eyes, you jumped at the sight of Namjoon watching you, wide eyed and mouth dropped open at the door.
You giggled, taking a swig of your water before walking over to him. "You're going to catch flies if you don't close your mouth." You told him, using your index finger to push his chin up. He scratched the back of his neck, smiling slightly at you.
"I was wondering if you wanted to come out with me today, Jordyn-ah. You shouldn't overwork yourself on your day off." He showed off his gorgeous dimples as you went to grab a towel. Walking back over to him, you gave him a smile in return.
"Thanks for the offer but I really should-" You turned around and were about to put the music back on, but a firm hand wrapped around your waist, pulling you back. You turned around to be met with a big pair of deep brown eyes.
"I'll take you to the book store."
"Deal." A few minutes later, you'd changed out of your sweaty dance clothes and into a more suitable outfit to go into public.
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Linking arms with Namjoon, he led you down the road. The light, peaceful wind blew around you, sending a wave of heat up your bare legs. You spoke about how you've both been, and being the leader he is, he gave you some advice which helped clear your mind. Soon enough, you both entered the book store.
The shelves were run down and chipped, the books were sprawled about, dust collecting on their surfaces. Just the way you liked it, quiet and old fashioned. A small bell sounded as you stepped in, the door slowly clicking shut behind you as you inhaled the dense, warm air.
You and Namjoon headed over to your favourite table where two armchairs faced each other, a thick oak table stood in between. The same books from your visit were still placed in front of your assigned chairs, the leather bookmarks poking out the top of both of them.
You gently sat down together, and without a word, your heads were deep into your separate books, the words inked all of the pages told a story in your mind. It was all quiet, until you heard wood scraping against wood. All of a sudden, the book in your hands was pushed down slightly.
Before you could ask Namjoon what he was doing, a small, unexpected kiss was softly placed against your plump lips before the male sat back down again. You sat there and stared at him, just to see him smile, those adorable dimples returning again.
"I'm sorry, I just couldn't resist. I find women so sexy when they have there face buried deep in a book, especially when the woman herself is beautiful in more ways then one." He got up and took the book from your hands as well as his own. Taking a slip of money from his coat pocket, he placed it on the empty counter.
"That should compensate for the books. Is there any chance it may also exchange for m'ladies heart?" Namjoon said, handing you your book before using his spare hand to lift your chin. You both slowly closed the gap, your lips connecting with a unimaginable spark.
