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[jeongaeul]

namjoonster​:

Of course Namjoon was still in the studio even though it was already in the middle of the night but he knew that he wasn’t going to be able to sleep anyhow and before he would’ve tossed and turned in his bed he decided that he would just stay and work on a couple of things. Wearing his headphones he was leaning over his laptop and stared at the screen for a moment while he listened to the replay of the beat he was putting together the past couple of days. It still didn’t exactly sound perfect to him but he was slowly but surely getting there. He had no idea that Gaeul was on her way to visit him and since he had the sound of his surroundings blocked out by the rhythm blasting through his headphone he didn’t hear the knocking nor that she entered the room so it was no surprise that he got startled when someone suddenly wrapped their arms around him. He almost immediately jumped up which made his headphones fall on the table and he ended up bumping the top of his head against his girlfriend’s chin. He let out a small groan and rubbed his head as he swung around and stared at her with wide eyes for a moment before he realized that it was her but once he did he immediately wrapped his arms around her as he was worried that he had hurt her. “You scared me. Are you alright?”

So maybe surprising Namjoon who was focused on his work wasn't the best idea that Gaeul had had she realized while she rubbed her chin after a painful cry escaped her lips, the result of her boyfriend jumping up and knocking his head against her chin. With her luck, she would probably would have a bruise, but it wasn't really the kind of bruises she wanted for Namjoon to leave on her body. Realizing that her train of thoughts was going over the way, she shook her head a little before she blinked a couple of times, hoping that he wouldn't take her shake of head as an answer to his question whose she was still trying to find an answer too. Looking up at him, she jutted out her bottom lip in a cute pout and hoped that he wasn't mad for her to come surprising him at the studio. "I'm fine. Are you? Does your head hurt? I'm sorry for making you scared, it wasn't my intention." She smiled apologetically and stood up on the tip of her toes to plant a kiss on her lips as she wasn't wearing high heels, having trade them for an old pair of orange Converse. She was rarely wearing those shoes but she had wanted to try out a comfortable look since it was the middle of night and switched her dress for a pair of skinny jeans and a large hoodie. "I bought sushi at the japanese restaurant that is open all through the night. I thought that you would probably hungry. Tell me that you are because I can't eat two boxes by myself." She laughed, wrapping her arms around Namjoon. "Oh and-- Surprise! It's me." She grinned sheepishly, soon burying her face against his chest and nuzzling it with the tip of her nose. 

[jeongaeul]

All texts. =D

Send “✆” for a morning text. 

[text; Namjoon] Baby, did you forget your sweater or did you purposely leave it on my couch so I can wear it all day? Anyway, I hope you arrived safely at the dorm~ ♥[text; Namjoon] Oh wow— I just realized I’m late for work. Have a nice day! [text; Namjoon] I love you! 

Send “✉” for a text that wasn’t sent. 

[text; Namjoon] But I can’t find it!!! 

Send “☎” for a rushed text. 

[text; Namjoon] There’s kids in the library ttyl

Send “⁇” for a drunk text.[text; Namjoon] i che ckeD thereisn - BANANA[text; Namjoon] waIT[text; Namjoon] my apartment is a SPACESHIP!!!!1111!!!!!Send “✿” for a suggestive text. 

[text; Namjoon] Remember this sexy red and black lacy bra I showed you on the internet a few days ago? [text; Namjoon] I might be or not wearing it~[text; Namjoon] And you might or not see it~

Send “ø” for a late night text.

[text; Namjoon] Baby, I know you’re not sleeping and I’m not sleeping either so…[text; Namjoon] What I mean is that I’m on my way to your studio because I asked Yoongi and he told me you’re there. [text; Namjoon] Wanna eat some junk food? I’m tempted to eat some cheeseburger. At 3am, yes. 

Send “✘” for a hateful text.

[text; Namjoon] HOW DARE YOU SAY THAT CHRIS HEMSWORTH IS A BAD ACTOR. [text; Namjoon] THOR IS GOING TO SHOOT YOU WITH LIGHTENING. 

[jeongaeul]

"Sold!" [[ Their chance to go on a somewhat public date. ]]

MY MUSE IS IN A CHARITY AUCTION AND THE HIGHEST BIDDER GETS A DATE WITH THEM. SEND “SOLD!” FOR MY MUSE’S REACTION TO BEING WON BY YOURS.

Gaeul should have known better than to listen to Taehyung and Jimin when they came to her and started to talk about this amazing party they were going to be a part of and noona you have to come you can buy people for a date! She should have known. It was the last time that she was listening to them or even participating in one of their plans because she was now about to go on stage to be bought. Awesome. 

Well, actually, she wasn’t going to be bought, it was just a charity auction to get money for hospitals. As soon as Jimin told her that it was mostly for cancer patients, she knew she was a goner. While she wasn’t totally against the idea about bidding to get as much money as possible, she didn’t quite know how to feel that they were bidding on people to go on a date with them. It sounded creepy no matter how many times she thought about it and she hoped that she would have a little luck and get someone nice to go on a date with. Especially considering that Namjoon wasn’t aware she was participating. She couldn’t say that seeing his reaction was something she was looking forward to even though  part of herself was dying to see his face when she would walk on stage. 

She snapped out of her thoughts when she heard her name being called and cleared her throat before she grabbed the side of that sinful red dress that was hugging her curves at all the right places before she started making her way on stage. The spotlights almost immediately blinded her and she had to squint her eyes at the floor to make sure she would not trip over her dress and fall down - she mentally patted herself on the back for being used to walking with high heels because the stilettos she was wearing were absolutely amazing yet she knew she could only last one hour wearing them. Her ankles were already begging her to take them off. 

She tucked one of her wavy locks behind the curve of her ear and listened to the host’s voice as people started to bid on her. It was giving her the chills, as if she was some trophy or something. She tried not to look too annoyed or bored so the prices could get as high as possible - well, at least for someone normal like her - while at the same time, she started to plot her revenge in her mind against Taehyung and Jimin. They were wrong if they thought that they were going to get out from this situation peacefully. 

Gaeul was thinking about putting a bucket of water above their door when the host announced that she had been sold to quite a price which had her raising her eyebrows in surprise. With a sheepish smile, she made her way to the side of the stage, wondering who in the hell had bought her and she hoped that she could catch a glimpse of Namjoon who probably had the shock of his life when seeing her there. She snickered to herself, amused by the mental image she was getting when a warm hand curled around her fingers and she blinked a couple of times, her jaw dropping at the sight of Namjoon right in front of her. 

"Looks like you’re going out on a date with me, Gaeul-ssi." He said lowly and Gaeul couldn’t help the wide smile that broke onto her face. The night had certainly taken on an interesting turn and as she linked her arm through his, giggling behind her hand while he led her to his table, she made a mental note to thank Taehyung and Jimin. The revenge would have to wait…For now. 

[jeongaeul]

Babe, you know what we should do? I should come over and stay the night and then we should have morning sex the next day.

For that to happen, you should be able to stay the night which is rarely the case. 

[jeongaeul]

In case you need a reminder, I LOVE YOU!

You’re so cute— I love you too! 

[jeongaeul]

✦

SEND “✦” FOR MY CHARACTER’S REACTION TO YOURS PULLING THEM INTO A CLOSET, COVERING THEIR MOUTH, AND SAYING “QUIET. YOU’RE BEING FOLLOWED.”

Humming to herself as she walked down the stairs of one of the biggest libraries of Seoul with her arms full of books to bring back to her home, Gaeul smiled to herself after she had spent the whole day reading various books. She had turned off her phone and had just focused herself on the many books she was surrounded of. Definitely looking forward getting home so she could continue to read the book about Greek mythology, she didn’t notice the male that came up behind her and it’s only when a warm hand covered her lips that she startled, unable to flail her arms around since she didn't want to let go of the books. 

Before she knew it, she was pulled into a closet and ready to shout but then, a very familiar voice reached her ears and she instantly relaxed, shifting around so she could look properly at her boyfriend with a frown on her facial features. "Are you nuts?" She hissed softly, her bottom lip jutted out in a pout. "You scared me there! I thought I was being kidnapped and God knows I don't need this. Who is following me anyway? Your fans? Oh please tell me it's not that reporter again, if she saw you pulling me into a closet you can be sure that there's going to be a scandal in a few hours and I don't want to deal with it as much as you don't want to." She rambled on, not noticing Namjoon's half exasperated and half amused facial expression as he let her talk until he had enough and cut her off with his lips. Which worked so well, too well, much to Gaeul's pleasure and dismay. 

[jeongaeul]

namjoonster:

[text; Gaeul] Will do! He quickly cleaned up the mess that he had created in one of the rooms before he stopped by in another room where his manager was talking to a manager of another group to let him know that he was heading out and that he was most likely going to stay out for the night. Once he was given permission he grabbed his things and headed over to his girlfriend’s place, arriving there about thirty minutes later. Since she had told him to just come inside he punched the code into the pad and waiting for the unlocking melody to play before he pulled the door open and stepped inside. He dropped his bag and jacked and kicked of his shoes before he ventured further in, already smelling the food she was preparing. He walked into the kitchen without hesitation and immediately wrapped his arms around her waist once she was in reach and looked over her shoulder to peek at what she was making. “God, that smells so great.”

After getting Namjoon's text, Gaeul jumped off her couch and fell face first onto the floor as her feet got tangled in her blanket, a loud groan slipping past her lips before she disentangled herself from the mess she was in so she could rush into her bathroom to shower since she wanted to look good form him and not like she had been lazying around for the whole day-- which she had. Once she had showered and curled her hair so it fell in pretty waves over her shoulders, she put on one of her favorites dresses, a red one, and added a light make-up before she waddled to the kitchen where she started to cook the meal she was the best at cooking: pasta bolognese. While the pasta were cooking in the boiling water, she set up the table, humming happily to herself at the only idea of having dinner with her boyfriend before she went back to the food without giving the clock as much as a glance; she didn't want really to stress herself over the time or else she was sure she would mess up everything. The sauce was warming up in the pan when she heard the door being opened and a wide grin appeared on her face, waiting for Namjoon to join her like he often did before. She couldn't deny that her heart was hammering into her chest in anticipation and excitement and as she felt a pair of arms circling her waist, the smile on her face only widened before she tilted her head to look at him. "Isn't it? Pasta à la bolognese, like french people say." She grinned, carefully bringing the spoon to his lips so he could taste the sauce.