2/08- Bad First Date
day five of my valentines prompt series;
day one day two day three day four
Kim Namjoon x Reader
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The guy your best friend set you up with was a handful to say the least. They had insisted this Kim Namjoon guy was absolutely perfect for you, and while you had to admit he was kind and charming and very attractive, this date had been a disaster.
Lets start at the beginning.
After twenty-five minutes of waiting you were about to take your makeup off and go to bed. If a guy is that late for your date was he even that interested? At 7:57 on the dot there was a fervent knocking on your door.
When revealed to you he was huffing from clearly running and clutching a bouquet of flowers with half the petals missing. More shockingly, a small amount of blood on his forehead. “Oh my god, you’re bleeding!”
He huffed out a hoarse laugh, “I’m Kim Namjoon, and that happens a lot.”
“Well come in, I’ll get you a bandage.” And that’s when bizarre thing after bizarre thing began to happen.
When entering he tripped what you could only assume was thin air and fell into you. You both were a mess of limbs on the floor and when the two of you finally found your way back on your feet, a million ‘sorry’s later you found a few of the flower petals in your hair.
You guided him to the small bathroom in your apartment and manage to clean the blood off the small scratch and bandage it without more incidents, although the silence was uncomfortably tense. The only thing said was an apology by Namjoon for being so late, but no explanation.
You and Namjoon finally leave your apartment to head down to a small cafe at 8:14. You casually talk about your mutual friend and he makes a comment of ‘she obviously doesn’t know how out my league you are’. It’s sweet in theory, but so far minus the tardiness Namjoon seemed quite out of yours. He turned out to hold a conversation surprisingly well, the awkward time in the bathroom considered.
Upon getting to the front of the cafe you were so enthralled in the conversation you suddenly turned to see Namjoon wasn’t beside you anymore. Quickly turning around you gasp and rush on over to him, not too far behind you where he was being held by the collar by a strange man it seemed he didn’t recognize.
“Hey punk, you’re the fucker who knocked my bike over!”
Close by you see an expensive looking motorcycle laying on the asphalt, and look back to Namjoon’s panicked expression. “I-it wasn’t me! I was just walking by!”
“Yeah right, you look like a dumb punk! You have to pay for the scratched it’s sure to have!”
You tapped on the man’s shoulder and he loosened his grip on Namjoon, who’s eyes were bulging out due to your bravery. “Hey, we were just walking by. He didn’t knock your bike over.”
The agitated stranger released Namjoon and turned his attention fully to you. A tiny crowd was beginning to form and it made you nervous. “And who are you? Another bitch who likes destroying property?”
It was when he got closer you could see the wrinkles on his face confirming he was a middle aged man. “Look buddy, we are two strangers and you have no reason to accuse us or be angry with us, so how about you leave us alone?”
He scowled and Namjoon returned to your side, leaning to you and whispering, “How are we going to deal with this?”
You simply shot him a look of uncertainty before the man coughed, “Well, I can’t do that when you’ve damaged my favorite bike. Someone’s going to have to pay for this.”
When he began advancing towards you Namjoon placed himself in front of you and blocked you from the stranger, before meeting your eyes with an intensity that shocked you even more. He may be the most unpredictable person you’ve ever met in your life.
And then somehow he became even more turbulent in your eyes. “Be ready to run.”
Without giving you time to question Namjoon punched the man in the eye before grabbing you hand and running. You heard shouting behind you but all you could focus on was getting away and Namjoon’s grip on your hand. Suddenly he turned and you were running through a crowded street market. “Where are we going?”
“I don’t” huff “really know” huff “but anywhere away from that guy.”
“Well I think there’s a park ahead.”
Within minutes you and Namjoon were seated on a bench trying to catch your breath. You looked over at him and examined his face; bandage on his forehead, sweat forming on his forehead, and bags under his eyes. He caught you looking and you coughed looking away. “Is this usually how your dates go? ‘Cos I’m not sure if my heart can take all this again.”
He laughed and it was a sound you were sure you would love to hear again on a second date, regardless of your previous words. “Actually no, believe it or not I’m usually a calm, collected mediator who advocates for peace and I’m a leader in my work.”
This threw you off. “This whole night you’ve been so..”
“Bizarre? Erratic? Clumsy? I’ll admit to the last one.”
You giggled, and unknown to you he felt the same way about your laugh as you did about his. “I feel like I’ve learned so much about you tonight but at the same time nothing at all. I was going to so you’ve been so confusing.”
He smiled, and you swore his dimples were so deep you cold get lost in them; it made your heart flutter. “Well, what do you want to know?”
“What do you do for work, whee you’re a leader?”
“I’m an idol, in a group called Bangtan Sonyeondan.”
Your eyes threatened to bug out of your head. “If you’re an idol how are you out so freely right now?”
Awkwardly scratching the back of his head he sadly chuckled, “We’re actually not too terribly popular..”
“Oh my god I didn’t mean as a bad thing I’m so sorry I should’ve thought that through-”
“It’s fine.” He laughed again, a real one this time.
In return you gave him a sincere smile, “Can I hear a song?”
He pulled out his phone and played a song called Coffee. You immediately fell in love with the music and more specifically the rap you recognized to be in his voice. “What’s your idol name? Is it Namjoon?”
“No, it’s, uh, Rap Monster.”
“Monster? This is so soft!”
He blushed a crimson red at your teasing and giggling. “Hey, just this song! We are a hip hop idol group!”
You only laughed more and laye dyour head on his shoulder, “Okay Rap Monster.”
“Don’t tease me (Y/-”
After a few seconds of his silence you look down to see where his gaze had landed and screech and move away.
A dog was peeing on his leg.
When the dog sauntered off Namjoon just looked at you defeated. “Can we go to your apartment?”
You tried to stifle your laughter at his expense and simply nod your head, grabbing his hand and slowly leading the way. “This date isn’t really going as you planned, is it?”
“No, not at all. I’d be crazy to wish for a second one.”
“Lucky for you, I think I like you enough to have a second, even after the dog pee and angry motorcycle man.”
He stopped in his place and smiled at you, “Will you see me again (Y/N)?”
You kiss his cheek as a response, and the two of you begin your way back to your apartment to find clean clothes for him to wear. Of course, not arriving until Namjoon ran into a street sign.
And that’s why Namjoon left your first date wearing your tiny athletic shorts, barely covering his behind and a miracle it even fit.
However, you were glad you agreed to a second date despite it all, because it led to many happy years together.
daisy xoxo
