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True Self - Part 3 (Final)
Fandom: BTS Pairing: Idol!Namjoon x Female Reader Genre: Fluff and Angst Warning: None I hope so... Word Count: 1k Words Note: Please bear it in mind that it’s totally fictional. I tried my best to include some of the aspects of Namjoon in here. Personally I think, Namjoon is one of the best men to ever exist. Wish I could do him justice.
Summary: When everything seemed like they’re falling apart, you figure out Namjoon’s true self, making you fall in love with him...
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 [Complete]
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We were finally having the vacation on our own as Namjoon had promised. I was relieved to be seemingly far away from the world, Namjoon by my side without anyone to interfere, relaxing peacefully after some stressful days.
I was sleeping better being cuddled up with Namjoon at night. Waking up next to him was the most comforting experience. Just watching him sleep with his mouth slightly open could make my day better.
I realized I was noticing his very small habits and I found them adorable. One of them, which I was absolutely in love with, was seeing him read. Every morning he would read for at least an hour and sometimes more. I would occasionally accompany him and read too. Sometimes I would sit beside and watch him read for hours.
We would go to art museums together and interpreted them in our own ways. Once we became so passionate about our views that we ended up having a heated discussion. But we made up at night when I bought him gummy bears.
We would watch dramas or movies together at night. Usually he would let me pick up my favorite movies to watch. Even there, we wouldn’t shut up about putting forward our theories and analyzing characters.
This creative and liberal way of thinking was something I appreciated the most in him. I was glad he didn’t think of me as crazy because I was always too obsessed over fictional worlds. Sometimes, I scared myself thinking that everything was a dream and one day I would wake up to find out that there was no existence of him and all of it were actually my imagination.
But we surely had our differences. Even though it might sound petty, a huge incident took place due to this. And it was hilarious.
Namjoon had planned to surprise me by taking me blindfolded to the seaside where there were a lot of crabs. And let me get this straight; he absolutely loved crabs while I absolutely hated them.
As soon as the blindfold was taken off, I was screaming and jumping as if my feet was on fire. Namjoon was too confused for a whole minute until he realized I was screaming in fear and not because I was excited to see them. Finally Namjoon had to give me a piggy ride from the seashore back to the hotel.
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We were sitting at the beach waiting for the sunset. I was a little upset since it was our last day of the vacation. I wasn't ready to go back just then.
"What are you thinking about, darling?" Namjoon asked as I rested my head on his shoulder.
"About how life is going to be like once we go back." I sighed.
He placed his hand on my head softly, caressing my hair, "you worry a little too much about the future."
"Can't help it." I shrugged my shoulder.
"I have a proposal to make." He sat straight facing me, "I want you to hear me out."
I nodded, letting him know that he had my full attention.
"I did a little thinking," He said, "not little, a lot of thinking actually."
"About what?"
"About us." He took my hands in his, "I will make it official."
"What?" My eyes were wide in shock.
"Yeah," He said rather calmly, "I know my fans. They will always support me. No matter what!"
I was silent, unable to believe what I was hearing. My heart was beating fast. I was afraid. Afraid because I feared I would lose him.
"Now, here's my real proposal." He squeezed my hands softly, "Will you come stay with me?"
"Are you sure about all these?" I asked.
"Of course, darling. It's about time we made our decisions for our sakes. I don't want to hide away anymore. Let's face it together."
I nodded again. "But I don't want to lose you." I couldn't hold it back.
"Why are you worried about losing me, darling?"
I shrugged my shoulders again. We remained silent for some time.
"Look!" He pointed at the sky, "The sun's setting already. So, shall we kiss, now?"
I laughed out at this. Then, he cupped my face in his huge hands and leaned to kiss me.
When he let go, I said, "Yes, I will stay with you."
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At first I was overwhelmed by all the attention from the media and my surrounding as well. My friends who were out of touch for a long time started to check on me, asking me all sorts of questions regarding Namjoon and other members.
But like Namjoon had said, I got used to it eventually. I started to receive lots of love from his fans too. They started to appreciate Namjoon’s decision and respected our privacy.
Now, I had moved to live with him on his house. It wasn’t very far away from mine. So that, my mother and sister would occasionally come to pay us a visit and I could go back too.
The wildest experience I had in my entire life was going to the tour with Namjoon. It was so exciting and exhausting at the same time. I got closer to the other members too. Seeing them from up close, I was really fascinated by the strong bond they share.
I saw the emotions that filled Namjoon up every time after a performance. He loved his fans very much and they meant a lot to him. I considered myself very lucky to get to know this side of him.
Namjoon always liked to work on his music alone. So, I would always let him be and didn’t bother him in any ways. But one day, he asked me to accompany him while he worked.
I said, “But I thought you like working alone.”
“Yeah,” he said, “But sometimes it gets a little lonely in there. I want you by my side for the new song I’m working on.”
“Why?” I asked, “Is it about me?”
“Don’t worry,” Namjoon smiled and said, “You’ll be the first to know.”
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“It’s so hot,” I said, breathing heavily, “Let’s go back.”
“C’mon,” Namjoon pouted, “A few more hours, please.”
“A few more hours?” I gasped, “I’m gonna pass out anytime now.”
Namjoon stopped his bike in front of a store. We both got down and went inside to get some cold drinks and ice creams. It was a rather hot summer day. Namjoon had planned to take me to a bike ride to nowhere since he took some time off work after a long time.
“Mint chocolate!” he exclaimed in disgust, “I can’t believe you like this flavor.”
“Thank God I tried it with Hobi,” I said sarcastically, “it’s my favorite one now.”
Namjoon rolled his eyes and said, “I hope our children don’t get your taste in foods.”
“What did you say?” I stopped licking my ice cream.
“You heard me.” He stood up, “Now let’s get moving.”
Once again we were back on the road. Namjoon riding aimlessly forward, speeding up by the time. I hugged him tighter from behind. The wind was rushing towards my face blowing my hair which were sticking out from the helmet. At that moment I had a sudden urge to say it to Namjoon.
“I love you.” I said.
“What?” he was shouting through the sound of the blowing wind, “Did you say something? I couldn’t hear you.”
“I said,” I screamed at the top of my lungs, “I LOVE YOU KIM NAMJOON.”
Yes. It was my first time confessing to him.
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True Self - Part 2
Fandom: BTS Pairing: Idol!Namjoon x Female Reader Genre: Angst with a little fluff Warning: A bit angsty, toxic ARMYs, cyber bullying, swearing etc. Word Count: 1k Words Note: Please bear it in mind that it’s totally fictional. I tried my best to include some of the aspects of Namjoon in here. Personally I think, Namjoon is one of the best men to ever exist. Wish I could do him justice.
Summary: Once you find out that Namjoon is an Idol, you start to see him differently than you did before...
Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 [Complete]
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My mother kept denying it saying that Namjoon was trying to prank me until I showed her his profile in Google. It was hard for me to believe it myself at first.
Namjoon told me that he would like to introduce me to his band mates. What? I was going to meet with the biggest band of the world. And I didn’t even know them. I felt like an idiot for never trying out K-pop before.
I spent most of my time streaming their music and other videos which I found too hilarious. I kinda regretted it now for not knowing about these precious gems existing. Now, I could see why people loved BTS from the bottom of their hearts.
The leadership quality in Namjoon was something on another level. He was definitely one of the many reasons of BTS being BTS. I felt somewhat proud for knowing him in person.
One thing that shocked me every time was Namjoon’s ability to produce the most relatable lyrics. Those were the words I had always wanted to say, but better. I felt like, we were one person in mind.
“Does that make him my soul mate?” I thought. Soul mate or not, he was definitely my ideal type; which I had never imagined I would get to meet in real life let alone date him.
I started to see Namjoon in a new light. He was no more just a silly boy who talked about books and nature. He was a superstar, a role model for people to look up to. He was intelligent and artistic. But he was also someone who was out of reach; which I had realized the hard way.
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"We were dying to meet you." The one called Hoseok said as soon as Namjoon had introduced me to them.
"Me too!" I said, "I was very excited." Which was partly true. Actually, I was more nervous than excited. I was worried they might find me boring.
Fortunately nothing of the sort happened. I met the Bangtan boys at a restaurant near their house. They had welcomed me and made me very comfortable around them. Soon, we were talking and eating like they had known me for years.
I had learnt that it was extremely rare for them to date anyone because of their busy schedule. They tended to avoid going into relationships to keep it easy.
"But do you know what hyung told me?" Jimin said with a smirk on his face, "He said, ‘Yah, Jimin, I don't think I can keep away from her.’"
"Jimin-ah!" Namjoon yelled at him while the others burst into laughter. I was blushing so hard that I had to cover my face pretending to cough.
At some point, Namjoon had a call and he asked me to excuse him for a moment. When he returned, his face was grave.
"Something came up." He said apologetically, "I’m sorry, darling. I really have to go now."
"It's Okay," I nodded, "Maybe one of the boys can drive me."
It was agreed on that Jin would take me back home. Then, Namjoon left. Even though, we still stayed there for half an hour more, I felt Namjoon's absence every moment. I wasn't enjoying the dinner anymore.
Finally, Jin was giving me a ride as promised. He probably noticed the change in my expression. "You know," he said, "when we said it's hard, we really meant it."
I nodded my head slowly. I understood. It would indeed be hard to date an idol.
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“Happy Birthday, darling.” Someone softly placed a kiss on my forehead.
I woke up from the touch and slowly opened my eyes. At first a little blurry, then, I could make up the face in front of me. It was Namjoon. As soon as I recognized him, I pulled him into a tight hug.
“Woah!” He exclaimed, “Hey, calm down. I’m not going anywhere.”
I shook my head as I didn’t let go of him. Namjoon hugged me back and chuckled, “You’re acting like your little sister now.”
I didn’t care. I had met him in person after 2 whole months. We didn’t even get to talk online often. As always, Namjoon was way too busy to make time for our relationship. And I was worried it might fall apart at any time.
“Why didn’t you tell me that you’re coming, huh?” I asked pretending to be furious at him since we had an argument last night.
He put on his best dimple smile and said, “To surprise you, of course.”
“Yeah,” I rolled my eyes, “Showing off how romantic you can get?”
Namjoon spent the whole day with me and my family. Apparently, my mother already knew about his visit, which shocked me since she was incapable of keeping secrets. My little sister was super happy to meet her ‘oppa’ after a long time too. Overall, it was one of the best days I had in a long time.
Namjoon planned a dinner for my birthday at a fancy restaurant. I put on my best dress. I also put on a lot of makeup. When I was finally pleased with my outfit, we sat off for the little date I was longing to have.
The restaurant was beautiful. We got our table at the furthest corner to enjoy some privacy. The food was delicious as well.
“What?” I was completely shocked when Namjoon announced that he was going away tonight.
“I’m really sorry, darling.” He apologized once again, “It was already hard but I still managed to get a day off to celebrate your birthday.”
“I can’t believe it.” I said, “We are meeting after 62 days and you are already leaving in a day.”
“I know it sounds ridiculous.” He tried to laugh it off, “But I promise, next time, I’ll get more time and we’ll go on a long vacation. Does that sound good?”
“Next time!” I whispered.
Namjoon took my hands in his, “I’m really sorry.”
“Can you please stop apologizing already?”
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The threats kept coming one after another and so was the mean comments.
“Why don’t you go die in a ditch, you freak!”
“You’re so fucking ugly that you make me puke.”
“How did you make our handsome Namjoon hyung to fall for you, witch?”
Some reporters had found out about us. Now, the news got leaked into the media. And some of his fans couldn’t accept it.
At first, I was crying at night silently. I was a sensitive person. So, every harsh comment felt like a knife through me. Eventually, I became numb towards the hatred. I stopped posting online. Ultimately, I deleted all my social media accounts.
“Don’t worry, darling.” Namjoon would call every day to console me over the situation, “Nothing’s made official. They’ll get tired of it. It will be over soon.”
“Does it even matter?” I asked once.
“Why are you saying that?” Namjoon’s voice sounded as if he was worried.
“If it takes not making our relationship public for the hatred to go away, that means, we will never be official.”
Namjoon was silent for a moment. Then, I added, “Perhaps someday, it will be over for us as well.”
“Don’t you worry about it, darling.” He said, “We will overcome the struggles.”
I wiped a tear from my cheek, “I wish I was as strong as you.”
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