"Because we are still young, there is a decent future. So let's wipe that cold tears now and come back home."

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For the next two weeks, the pair kept in sparse contact with each other, more out of obligation and perhaps a need rather than a want. It felt like a Cold War between them, neither of them saying what they so desperately wanted to say.

Two years of separation had put them back in square one in terms of their relationship, with a bitter twist in the middle of it all.

However, as Rein resolved to look past the hurt, a new friendship, though fragile, bloomed in its place. Little by little, their awkwardness faded into nothing more than a whisper. Rein studied up on her Korean to converse better with Namjoon, and she could hear his English becoming more natural as the days went by. He was always vague about when he was leaving, and at one point he made it seem like they had all the time in the world.

It almost felt like they were how they used to be, free of boundaries.

She tried her hardest to forget the kiss, though her lips still burned from his warmth. It was water under the bridge as far as she was concerned. It had to be, for both of their sakes.

With all this in mind, she wasn't necessarily opposed to doing it again.

A week after their encounter, Rein texted Namjoon to meet up with him.

You're still in town, right? I wanna show you something while you're still in LA.

Minutes later, the reply came.

Name time and place.

She thought the both of them would be more comfortable in her house than anywhere public since the rumors were picking back up after the paparazzi caught news of his early discharge from the military.

My place, 6PM.

No confirmation text came to confirm whether he read it or not, making Rein jittery the whole day.

Not that I care if he comes or not, she told herself. However, she couldn't help her heart almost jumping out of her chest when the doorbell ring later in the evening. She opened the door, and was met with a bleach blond Namjoon. It was refreshing to see him so lively.

"Hey! Your hair's different now!" Rein exclaimed as she went up to hug him. He chuckled, and after a short embrace, he ran his hand through his golden locks.

"Yeah. I thought I needed a change, especially after being in LA for so long," he said. She tried to laugh along with him but failed miserably as her worry grew apparent.

It won't matter by the time you leave, she wanted to say, but held her tongue for his sake and hers. She led him into her house and into the living room, where they both sat down and engaged in polite small talk for about ten minutes (something of a routine for them at that point) before Rein disclosed what she made him come to her house for.

"Okay, so I called you here because I wanted you to take a look at something," she said. Namjoon wiggled his eyebrows.

"Take a look at what, exactly?" he inquired playfully. She rolled her eyes with the hint of a smile and brought her computer out, much to his disappointment.

"What's that for?" he asked. Rein ignored him (with effort) and pulled up the demo version of her new single, a song she recorded only a few days after "Promise" came out, but she wouldn't tell him that. Handing him a pair of headphones, she gestured for him to put them on.

"Tell me what you think about this," she said simply. Namjoon obliged with no hesitation, and his face fell into a focused expression in seconds. Rein tried to observe him from the side without seeming creepy.

Only For You

So lost in the stars
We went our separate ways
We left behind some scars
I could see you through the haze
Why did it have to
Be this way?
Why did we have to hide for so long?

Our beginning was only an end,
String to float away
What happened to us?
You said you missed me, yeah
But baby, you don't know what loss is
Not until you've seen what you've
Left behind

I miss your face
I miss your touch
I miss your gaze
The maze I couldn't get out of
Until you, you, baby
And if this turns out to be a mistake
This would be the best mistake
I've ever made
But only for you

You made me feel like heaven
I wonder if that's still true
You're the one, I can tell
When I met you, I just knew
Take my hand, I'll show you the way
As long as you're in my arms

There's no way I'm letting you go
You don't know what loss is
Not until you let me go

I miss your face
I miss your touch
I miss your gaze
The maze I couldn't get out of
Until you, you, baby
And if this turns out to be a mistake
This would be the best mistake
I've ever made
But only for you
Only for you.

I just want a little bit of you
Let me have that much after all
All we've been through
I just want a little bit of you
Let me have that much after all
All we've been through
Why am I still falling for you
after all this time?

I miss your face
I miss your touch
I miss your gaze
The maze I couldn't get out of
Until you, you, baby
And if this turns out to be a mistake
This would be the best mistake
I've ever made
But only for you
Only for you.

Namjoon took the headphones off with an impressed huff.

"What did you think?" Rein asked nervously. She wondered if he understood what the song was truly about.

Or who.

"The composition is really catchy, and the lyrics are classic, too," he said. "What was the inspiration for this?" She barely resisted the urge to smirk.

"Just some thoughts I had about a few songs," she said. He raised an eyebrow.

"Is that right?"

"Yep."

"So, no song in particular?" he interrogated. The second that Rein took to respond was all the answer he needed.

"Is that how you feel?" he continued, his voice low as if concealing a secret. The couch they were sitting on suddenly seemed a little too small, the lack of space between them now glaringly obvious. She cleared her throat and made to move away when Namjoon grabbed her wrist.

His touch was soft, like feathers on silk. It was reminiscent of what they used to be.

Somewhere deep in her heart, Rein wanted this happen. There was no denying it now. The very words she wrote spoke for themselves. But, just to be safe, she wanted to play this cat-and-mouse game for a little while longer just like before, just until she was absolutely sure. However, even she couldn't tell whether she'd ever make up her mind.

After all, once Rein did what she had always wanted to, there would be no going back for the both of them.

Pretending to get a glass of water, she pulled her hand away from Namjoon's grip and walked over to the kitchen counter. He sighed and followed her in. They stopped to face each other in the middle.

"Are you going to answer my question?" Namjoon asked. Rein mustered up all the courage she had to look him in the eyes.

"They're just lyrics, Namjoon. You don't even know if I wrote them or not," she said. He gave her a skeptical look.

"Cut the bullshit. You're literally famous for writing your own lyrics," he said. She shrugged.

"I don't know. This is my job. I write down my feelings for a living. You can't blame me for feeling like this when you..." She steadied her nerves, "left." Namjoon paused for a moment before coming closer. He stopped at a respectable distance.

"I'm here now. We can fix what we have, what we had before," he said. Rein could not reply. Her throat felt parched, as if it had not been graced by a drop of water in weeks. It took all of her strength not to back away and run from the sticky situation she had gotten herself into.

"What is it that you want, Ms. Jones?" he asked.

You. I want you.

"I'd like us to keep a professional distance," Rein whispered, Namjoon stepping all the more closer. She closed her eyes as he stopped inches away from her.

"And what rule book is that little line from?" he asked. He wanted her. That much she knew.

"It's not from any rule book!" she stammered. "I just think it's best for us to keep some space between us-"

"And when has that ever worked?" he said. Rein looked down in embarrassment, cheeks flushing red. This whole "professional distance" nonsense was not at all what she planned in the thousands of scenarios she made in her head of this same exact situation, but he felt dangerous to her somehow. He felt like a bomb just waiting to go off next to her, yet the potential of such a thing drew her like a moth to a flame.

His flame.

Namjoon leaned in closer until his mouth was level to her ear.

"Aren't you tired of being so good?" he continued. His hands fluttered up her sides, the ghost of a touch she ached for.

Frankly, she was exhausted. All she wanted to do was give in to him, but the thought of coping with hurt again was too much to bear. It took months to get over Kim Namjoon, and she couldn't even say that was for certain.

What happened to the risk-taking person you used to be? Rein knew what had happened. It slowly dissipated over the years through stress and maturity, and finally, when the time came to put that daringness to the test, there was nothing to draw from.

But Rein wanted to change that for the better. Something exploded within her, like her bubble had suddenly been popped by a foreign needle.

She was ready to make up for lost time.

"Maybe I can afford to be bad tonight," she replied slowly, and she met his eyes with renewed confidence. Namjoon's features lit up as he realized his victory.

"Oh, you've already been very bad, Ms. Jones," he said. The arousal was stark in his voice. Rein bit her lip as her thoughts ran wild.

"Yeah? And what are you going to do about that, exactly?" she asked. He looked up and down her form, taking his time before doing anything. She could feel herself get more excited by the minute as the anticipation crescendoed in her body.

To answer her question, he grabbed her thighs and lifted her up on the kitchen counter, pressing himself against her aggressively. Wrapping her legs around him, Rein kissed him with just as much fervor.

This was what she had been waiting for. Everything was building up to this very moment, and she wasn't about to squander it with second thoughts.

"Why don't we move to the bed..." she whispered in his ear. Namjoon smirked and picked her up, then went straight to the bedroom with no trouble, as he had been there enough times to know where it was.

Namjoon laid her down on the bed, then got on top of her, immediately ravishing her once again. He sucked on the sensitive skin on Rein's neck, eliciting a soft but encouraging moan.

It had been so long since they had done this. Carnal desire took over every fiber of her being until there was not a rational part of her discouraging her from doing what she wanted.

But then again, she's never been much of a rational person.

With a smirk, Rein herself over so that she was straddling Namjoon's hips. A look of pleasant surprise crossed his features as he steadied her.

"What are you planning, Ms. Jones?" he questioned, and she could feel him stiffening against her. She put a finger to his lips; she was in control now.

"I think I'd like to see the rest of your tattoo," she said. Namjoon obliged and took off his shirt slowly, exposing his cut stomach and the dragon across his chest. The head rested right below his collarbone, and it wore an eternal snarl that managed to be menacing even in ink. Its claws seemed to sink into his skin, long and thin.

SMUT SCENE BEGINS HERE! THE NEXT BOLDED TEXT WILL SIGNAL THE END!

Rein ran her hand along the dragon and smiled when Namjoon drew in a long breath. His erection prodded the fabric of her shorts, and it took everything not to grind into it.

"What do you want me to do to you?" she asked, eyes flashing with desire. He twitched from under her.

"I think you know," he said, grinding against her. Rein wasn't one to refuse him, especially when he was in such a desperate state. His eyes were wild, darting about her whole body, studying every inch. His chest heaved as he became more and more excited about what was coming.

Rein would give him what he wanted.

She shifted her position so she could go down to his pants, which was now painfully tight against his hardened length. Stroking it gently, she unbuckled his belt to unveil his underwear. He inhaled sharply as she pulled it down and saw his bare cock, already dripping with pre-cum. She had forgotten how impressive his size was.

"You're excited, aren't you?" she asked, pressing down on the tip with her thumb. With a groan, he reached down and ran his fingers through her hair, trying not to be too rough. When she started to pump his shaft, however, he bucked against her hand, and he couldn't help but claw at her hair. She saw this as a sign to keep going, and she went even faster, making sure to keep him on edge by rubbing her thumb on his tip every once in a while.

"Suck it for me, baby..." he whispered, barely audible amidst his panting. She could feel herself get more excited as he looked at her with a new kind of craving.

Namjoon groaned her name when Rein lowered her head onto his shaft and licked the pre-cum off of the tip, swirling her tongue around to get a feel for it. His legs tensed up from beside her, and both of his hands were on her head, guiding her down. Once she was done sizing him up, she licked his cock while looking into his eyes, though he couldn't hold eye contact for long as she started bobbing her head up and down.

"Oh, that's it... Right there..." Namjoon moaned, not holding back anymore. He screwed his eyes shut and threw his head back, lost in the pleasure Rein gave to him. His hands pushed her further onto his length, making her gag slightly when he reached the back of her throat. He pumped himself into her mouth, going at his own breakneck pace. She hummed in pleasure as she felt him twitch in her mouth.

"Fuck, I think I'm about to..." Namjoon groaned, grabbing a fistful of Rein's hair in the process. She moaned in response, urging him to tip over the edge. But, at the very last moment, he took her off of his shaft with a soft groan and left her to purse her lips in confusion.

"Not just yet," Namjoon whispered, bringing her up to kiss her passionately. "You did so good, baby. Now it's time to reward you." Rein gulped as her thoughts went wild with what that entailed. Namjoon didn't make the wait too long, changing positions so that he was on top of her once again.

He trailed tender kisses along her body, starting with her neck and going down toward her collarbone. Removing her shirt and bra to reveal her perky nipples, he took his time to plant kisses on and around it, then started sucking on them expertly while massaging the other breast. She moaned, clenching the sheets with one hand and keeping his head in place with another. His mind was in another place, however, as he went further down to brush his lips against the tattoo on her side, the black-and-white roses. He admired them for a little before going down once more.

Namjoon kissed her inner thighs and ripped off her shorts and panties, then made his way up to her wetness. He ran his fingers along her folds, purposely slow in his movements just to tease her. She gripped his hair and bit down on her lip to stop herself from moaning.

"I wanna hear you scream my name," he said. Without warning, his finger was inside of her, pumping in and out as he curved it each time. She cried out in shock, but eased into the rhythm soon enough. Her hand automatically flew to her clit to rub, and her fingers were working at a fever-pitch when Namjoon stopped her and latched onto her clit with his mouth.

Even her fantasies could not do what he did justice. Fireworks exploded before her eyes as his tongue explored her as he still pumped his fingers in and out of her.

"That's so fucking good," Rein moaned, grinding into his face. Namjoon said something in response, but she couldn't hear anything around her. It was all muffled in the wake of her arousal.

Namjoon's second finger entered her, and her eyes shot open. They continued at the same pace, curving as they entered, hitting the one spot that made it impossible for her to keep quiet. His mouth worked just as hard on her clit, sucking and licking as if it were the last thing he would do. Rein could feel her impending orgasm building in the pit of her stomach, and she shuddered in anticipation.

"Oh, god, I'm gonna cum!" she screamed, gripping his hair harder than before, but that didn't deter him, only making him go faster.

Rein orgasm shook her to the core, unraveling her tightly wound string until it laid out as a mess before him. She laid, shaking as Namjoon cleaned her up, lapping up every drop of cum that he managed to get in his mouth. He came up to kiss her, then licked the last of the cum off his fingers, which was still dripping.

"That was... So good..." Rein said in between breaths. Namjoon smirked and wagged a finger at her.

"We're far from being done, Ms. Jones." With a shift, he positioned himself so that his length was lined up with her still drenched pussy. Though she just came, she could feel herself getting aroused once more.

"Do you want it?" he asked as he teased her by putting the tip of his cock on her clit.

"Yes... Please fuck me," she moaned, and that was enough for Namjoon. With a soft groan, he pushed himself inside of her steadily, getting used to the feel of her.

"You're so tight..." he murmured, his expression concentrated. Rein whimpered his name as he went a little faster, her nails dragging across his back and hair. He would undoubtedly wake up the next morning with marks, but she had a feeling he didn't care. Rein bit his neck to keep herself as quiet as possible, and low grunts escaped Namjoon as his rhythm picked up enough to rock the bed.

"Yes, right there, Namjoon! Harder!" she cried. He kissed her neck and obliged, slamming into her so fast that she thought she would break. He went deeper than before and hit her sensitive spot every time. Rein stopped biting his neck and kissed him as hard as she could. How could she possibly tell him this was the best thing she had ever done? 

His breaths became haggard as his control slipped away, and she took this as him nearing his climax. His pace became more sloppy, and before long, she couldn't find a rhythm in his thrusts.

"Rein... I'm about to cum..." he groaned shakily. His hair stuck to his forehead, and his eyes asked for release.

"Me too," Rein replied, exhausted. "Cum inside of me." After a few more fast pumps, the two of them came at the same time, grunts and moans filling the air once more. It was the most pleasurable orgasm she felt in a long time, her leg still spasming from the high.

END OF SMUT SCENE!

It took Namjoon some time to orient himself and get off of her, and when he did, he rolled off to the side. They laid in comfortable silence side by side.

After a few minutes, he spoke, his voice husky and low.

"I have something to tell you," Namjoon murmured, his eyes closed. Rein looked over at him.

"Yes?" she said.

God, he's so beautiful. His mouth curled into a small smile.

"I got a condo in LA. 15 minutes away from you," he said simply.

This was everything she had been hoping for ever since she saw him backstage a few weeks ago, but she was too afraid to admit that to herself. And now, she knew why he had wanted to get discharged two months early from the military; it was to wrap up a deal on the condo effectively.

She felt the walls guarding her heart fade away one by one as she realized he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

"Oh, Namjoon! That's wonderful!" she said, embracing him from the side. He turned over from his back to hold her against his chest.

"Mmm... I know..." Namjoon said, smirking. "We get to pound it out all the time now." Rein laughed and pressed herself tighter onto him, wanting to melt, be a part of him.

"I love you, Kim Namjoon," she said.

"I love you, too, jagiya."

Soon enough, the moon soothed their thundering hearts to sleep with its gentle lullaby.

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A/N: 안녕 여러분! Hope that wasn't too intense! Please tell me what you all thought of it inline!

QOTD: What attracts you to a person the most? (Both physically and mentally/personality-wise)

Physically, I'm most attracted to eyes and arms. Eyes that have depth is something I notice a lot.
Mentally, I can't deal with people that aren't intelligent, so I would have to say that's one of my top priorities. I need to be able to have heated debates with them and feel C H A L L E N G E D.

Until next time, happy reading!

-Haneul, xoxo