The colors of morning seeped through the transparent walls and the sounds of the city beckoned your rising.

Stretching your arms above your head, it dawns on you that you didn't go to sleep in your own bed last night.

Eyes still closed, you feel around you for a certain masculine presence only to find yourself alone in the large bed. This makes you sit up slightly and slowly open your eyes.
It seems as though you're alone in the huge space.

You sit up all of the ways to continue stretching your arms and back, cream-colored sheets gathering at your hips and you remember you're completely naked underneath the bedding.

Just then you hear the click and turn of a door you hadn't noticed last night on the wall near the empty side of the bed. Swinging open, a thin cloud of steam escapes what you now assume to be the bathroom, and out walks Namjoon.

With only a white towel clinging to his hips with a smaller towel in his hand, dabbing excess moisture from his freshly washed hair.
In the daylight seeping through the glass, his damp skin glistened and glowed, bringing every muscle, vein,  and definition into glorious view underneath his intricate designs cascading across his chest and arms...
He looks almost good enough to eat.

Namjoon peeks up at you through his still wet bangs and instinctively you pull the sheets up to cover your exposed breasts. He smirks.
"You know...I did undress you last night. So I've already seen you naked"  he continues drying his hair as he saunters past you and across the loft to the kitchen.

"Why do I feel so shy all of the sudden" your cheeks tingle with embarrassment.
Leaning over the bed, you scan the floor for your clothes. You spot your bra and scoot across the sheets to lean further down and scoop it off of the floor.

As you fasten the clasps behind your back you look around for your panties but there's no sign of them.

You sigh in frustration.

Noticing you struggling, Namjoon walks back over to the bed clasping a crumbled-up ball of black lace in his hand.

Your eyes all but pop out of your head like an old-school cartoon character.

"I found these under my pillow when I woke up this morning" he grins as he twirls your panties around his index finger.

"I figured I'd hold on to them so you wouldn't try to sneak out of here while I was in the shower" he laughs and stands concededly at your side of the bed, still twirling your underwear just above your reach.

"I still could have left without them" you hiss and you struggle to sit up on your knees and reach for your panties without dropping the sheets loosely wrapped at your waist.

Just as you stretched far enough to reach them, Namjoon tosses your panties over the bed and grabs your wrist firmly, and with his free hand rips the sheets from your waist, exposing you completely.

You gasp as he reaches behind your back, popping the clasps of your bra, allowing your breasts to fall freely underneath the now non-supportive cups. When you try to stop him with your free hand, he grabs your wrist and holds it against your back.

The entire time he's grinning devilishly and stifling his laughter as you try to yank yourself free from his hold.

You were, against your will, being held hostage, butt naked and he was laughing at you.

You try to put forth the angriest expression you can manage in an attempt to intimidate, but you only end up looking cuter to him.
He pulls you forward, forcing your warm bare chest to come in contact with his.

His grin shrinks to a smirk as he releases the arm held behind your back to run his wide hand down your back to curve around your butt, squeezing one of the cheeks gently.

His eyes darken and melt into yours and your frozen and submitting to him.

"You have the most beautiful skin I've ever seen Dr. Song..."

"Dr. Soooong??? " you whisper to yourself
Why was he addressing you by your professional title while you were extremely naked in front of him?? And why did the sound of it rolling off of his tongue, his voice deep and husky, make your inner thighs tremble?

"You don't have to feel shy with me" he continues. You bite your bottom lip and he takes notice, leaning down and placing a light peck on the tip of your nose. That small kiss sent a bolt of electricity through your nerve endings down below your belly button.

A grin of accomplishment spreads his lips, dimples sinking in his cheeks and he steps back slightly.

"There's a towel and spare toothbrush on the counter in the bathroom if you want it." He swipes your hair back behind your shoulders and turns his exposed chiseled back to you and walks away. Leaving you, as you plop back onto your knees, completely positive that your entire body was now flushed pink.

You were thankful he offered you the bathroom. You felt very dirty..in both good and bad ways. While letting the hot water run over your head, you recall the events of the night before. You reminisced the way he handled your body, pushing you against the wall, picking you up as if you were a feather, undressing you like you were his doll.

Becoming lost into you as if you were his.
You almost didn't recognize yourself in the mirror. This smooth-skinned goddess with wet and wavy mahogany hair, swollen pink lips, and blushed cheeks.

You had no idea what you were doing here and why...but the part of you that you couldn't recognize was in pure bliss.

Wrapping the towel tightly around your body, you open the door and find a fully dressed Namjoon sitting at the foot of his bed, leaning over to lace up his shoes. He wore a white t-shirt underneath a maroon bomber jacket, blue jeans, and white high-top Converse. His blonde hair was styled messily on his head.

You wordlessly tiptoe to retrieve your discarded panties from the floor and sit to pull them on underneath the towel. Namjoon just watches in silence as you dress quickly in last night's attire.

You find your phone in your small black clutch open up your recent calls to call a taxi.
Namjoon leans over and shakes his head.

"You don't have to order a taxi. I have a studio session in about an hour and I can drop you off at home. It's on my way anyway."

You pause.

"How do you know it's on your way?" You ask.
Namjoon pauses and answers quickly

"Well, you do live in Seoul, right? I wouldn't be going out of my way too much..dropping you off in Seoul..since the studio is in Seoul too" he doesn't look at you as he speaks, distractedly tying his other shoes set of laces.

"......ok" you finally say, to shorten the awkward silence.

"Cool," Namjoon quickly stands and walks over to the front door, and grabs his car keys off the hook in the wall.

After giving Namjoon your address, you arrive at your apartment building 20 minutes later.
You nervously fidget with your keys before speaking.

"I..uh...I really enjoyed myself last night. At your show. It was great. I had fun. "

He relaxes a bit in the driver's seat and nods.

"Yeah me too. I'm glad you came....to the show. I'm glad you came to the show."

You both blush hot as You nod and turn to grasp the door handle.

"Would it be too forward of me to ask if we could exchange numbers? Namjoon asks.

You pause at his question and before you could answer he takes your phone from you and swipes to make a call, entering what you assume to be his number. He drops calls himself and hands your phone back to you.

"I was going to say yes Namjoon" you admit and giggle as you open the car door.
"Well I took the pressure off of you anyway" he laughs softly and looks up at you as you exit.
You look back and wave to him as you shut the door and walk towards your building.
Namjoon doesn't pull off until he sees you enter and you walk towards your apartment.

Not long after you've changed into more comfortable clothes and cozied up on the couch with a bowl of ramen, you hear a ding from your phone that's charging in the corner.

XXX-XXX-XXXX : you make it inside ok?

You smile at your screen without realizing it and quickly reply

💬 : yes, thank you. Did you make it to your session on time?
💬Namjoon:  I did. Thanks. I'm about to start working but is it cool if I text you after I'm done?
💬:........
💬:...................

You stare at the phone for a few seconds.
"What the hell" you huff to yourself

💬: sure
💬Namjoon: cool😊