Balcony ── .✦
summary: in which Nam-gyu comes home from work at a late hour just to find you on the balcony
Pairing: Nam-gyu x f!reader in a domestic life
A/N: this is so rushed and also I wrote this while being half asleep and semi conscious at 2 in the morning?? Might be messy
Story notes: just bcz it might be confusing for some, Nam-gyu works the night shifts while reader works during the day. So he sleeps during the day and wakes up during evening. Vice-versa with the reader. When Nam-gyu gets home, he gets at least 1 hour to cuddle with the reader before he falls asleep and wakes up without her. And when he's about to leave for work, that's the hour reader comes home usually.
Warnings: sweet Nam-gyu, domestic life, 18+ due to cigarettes/smoking, mention of alcohol
You and Nam-gyu were close to each other, almost too close. It 'wow-ed' people at how dependent he was of you. And vice-versa, of course.
They knew him, not perfectly, but enough to create different rumors about him. It's not something new, it's been happening ever since he started working at the club.
They'd claim they saw you in the grocery shop with him, in the park, at the café. And they were damn right. He's almost every day at every hour with you. When he's not working, that is. He just loves doing activities with you, and knowing you're close to him, even if that meant a simple thing, like a grocery shop stop during the night when you were both hungry and craving something sweet... Like pocky sticks for example (👀)
Half of the city knew him from his job, and how he put up a completely different personality and face when he was working. It was kind of a shock when they saw him calm, kind and soft towards you during a shopping day where you looked through the shelves, counting the grams of whatever you wanted to buy
He held the shopping basket for you, towering over you and calmly waiting until you decided if that's what you needed to get or not. He loved watching you.
"Do you think we need two or three sugar packs? I don't want the cake to be too sweet, but I can't risk making it too bland either"
He was so mesmerized. His eyes never left you whenever you were too focused on getting what you need.
"I think two is enough. Three would probably make it too sweet and...I have a second desert right here, already. I wouldn't want my blood sugar level to explode"
However, Nam-gyu was a completely different person when it came to his workplace.
He was more focused on being there, in the moment. Especially because he was surrounded by loud music and a thousand number of drinks. He had to hype up the place, make sure everyone was having fun and, when it came to serious problems, he needed to sort things out with a straight face and no sympathy.
A lot of people viewed him as the heart of the party. He was loud, insane even. No one left the club without a drop of alcohol in them.
He usually worked until late. Which wasn't as bad as it sounded since he got the whole day to rest until another night came by.
During his free days, he likes to take up on the opportunity of getting to cuddle with you all night and sometimes even keeping you awake to catch up with what's been happening with the two of you lately.
Tonight was unexpected though.
Keys rattled softly as they slightly hit the door while he tried to unlock it.
He usually found you curled up in your shared bed, holding onto the pillow or having the blanket over your head as you slept peacefully, waiting for your clock to hit the alarm ring and wake you up for work.
Why would tonight be different?
Maybe because you got a day off, and maybe because you missed your boyfriend so heavily that it made you stay up late. Because the moment he inserted those keys in the keyhole, your head snapped over your shoulder
He was surprised to see you in the living room's balcony, scattered on the floor with a half smoked cigarette in between your fingers
You were both silent. It's like the entire scene would break apart if you talked. Instead, you just inhaled each other's presence from a few feet apart until Nam-gyu decided to go and change
You knew he was going to come back, join you and sit with you until sunrise. You knew your boyfriend too well.
A few minutes passed and suddenly, with heavy steps from across the bedroom to your living room, Nam-gyu rushed to take his spot in front of you on the balcony
He looked at you, silently. And smiled.
"couldn't sleep?" he asks in a low tone, just above a whisper
You looked into his eyes before taking another drag of your cigarette, blowing the smoke lazily before sharing your cig with him.
"Had a day off. Couldn't really think of anything else other than you and... Others..." you whispered back.
"What's others?"
He took a drag before passing it to you once again.
You shrugged quickly, taking another drag of the nicotine
"Work. 'S been stressful lately. And we barely see each other anymore...Wanted to get things off my mind for a bit"
He understands it completely. Whenever he woke up to an empty bed, pits in the stomach formed and twisted as he got ready for his own shift, knowing yours is already almost over
You rarely ran into each other as he was about to leave for work; you'd be arriving at home.
"It's like we're ghosts. We live together, but almost never see eye to eye"
You chuckled at your own bittersweet words, finishing the cigarette. You took a quick glimpse in your pack, realising that was your last.
Nam-gyu noticed the empty pack as well, before sliding his own slowly to you, his eyes never leaving you.
You slightly smiled before opening it and taking another stick
He knew yours weren't as strong as his, he had heavy taste, while yours were modest, sometimes elegant and exquisite. Whenever you got the chance, you'd also buy minty ones. A bit more expensive, but something that lingers it's taste on your tongue that drove Nam-gyu crazy.
"I miss my boyfriend" you whispered, taking a long drag, trying to burn down the sentiments along with it.
He looked at you, almost guilty. He knew it wasn't his fault, that you weren't accusing him. It was your schedules that mixed so painfully unwell together
"I, do too, miss you..." he replied, lighting up his own cig.
And then silence fell over them again. But not the kind of silence that makes you go crazy, makes you suffocate and gasp for air, clawing for oxygen as you feel the life sucked up from you. It was the kind that settled in peacefully. It was mutual understanding and longing
Surprisingly, the streets of Korea were radically empty, considering it was almost time for people to wake up and leave for work.
And Nam-gyu looked at you, wishing, praying for more minutes with you like this before you decided it was time for bed.
It was so beautiful. How the dark blue sky showed off clear, with no cloud, as the moon went down slowly, making some space for the sun to rise.
How the colors blended together so perfectly that the yellows and oranges strike in your hair,as the last sparks of the moon shined in his eyes.
It made sense.
"Come here.." he whispered as he stood up and crouched down just for a moment, scooping you up in his arms and carrying you to bed as you held onto his neck.
You loved the feeling of him holding you like this. It made you desire the day you're going to get married, the day he'll carry you like this in front of everyone, showing off his undying love for you.
