Whole ride was just his imagination to his dream world. Full of fantasies, fairies and his drug. He reached the destination. Found a secret path to reach there like every time. He held that path in bis two big palm with  a firm grip,"Don't slip today like that day ok...Mr. Pipieeee...". He gold the pipe and started climbing it. He climbed upto 5th floor. Jumped into the half closed balcony, and entered like the place belongs to him, yet he likes to enter there like thieves.

As he entered the designated room of his  drug, the essence of his made him lost his mind. He fell on the bed on his back amd hugged the ow so tightly that it could blast any moment. He engulfed the smell by digging his face in the pillow,"mmmmmm....my drug...its like dopamine shots for me. You make me crazy...".

But suddenly only Namjoon's face all happiness, eagerness faded away. "But can we....do I even...what am I thinking we both know its noy..possible yet...why...!!!aarrgggghhhh...". He was just cursing himself underneath and was just going to leave not risking anything, he heard the sound of front door unlocking.

He immediately went to flight mode. He slid down under the bed which was his common hiding place there whenever he needs or feels to hide. Peeking from inside he was observing every movements, when his eyes fell on his drug for which he came, for which he became so restless, so impatient, so determined but  still confused whether he is really in love  with her or not.

And there his drug enters the bedroom, Ava...

Ava is simplicity at its finest. Uncomplicated, genuine, and caring. She listens attentively, remembering every customer's name and favorite order in the cafe where she works. Her laughter is contagious, and her compassion knows no bounds.
She's the warmth that brightens up the cozy cafe where she works, where the aroma of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods fills the air. Ava's gentle smile can light up the entire room, making everyone feel welcome on which Namjoon is head back heels.

A super tired Ava comes in the bedroom where Namjoon is peeking her from beneath the bed and she went to her wardrobe took a cozy night dress kept it on bed. When she was keeping dress on the bed, she was standing near where Namjoon's face was and his breath touched her feets. Ava felt a shiver ran in her body but she ignored it thinking that its the tiredness making her feel like this. She avoided the thoughts and went to the bathroom to get freshen up.

Nearly after 15 minutes Ava stepped out of the shower, her porcelain skin glistening with droplets of water. She wrapped a plush towel around her petite frame, tucking the edge above her breasts. The soft fabric hugged her curves, accentuating her delicate shoulders and slender neck. Her curly brown hair, damp and disheveled, framed her heart-shaped face. Water droplets clung to her lashes, magnifying the sparkle in her bright brown eyes. As she padded across the floor, the towel's edge rode up, revealing a glimpse of her smooth, toned legs. Her feet left faint water tracks on the tile, leading to the mirror. Ava's gaze met her reflection, and she smiled softly, her cheeks still flushed from the warm shower. She gently tousled her hair, sending droplets flying, and began to dry herself.

With her back to the room, Ava began to change into a flowing nightdress. The silky fabric cascaded down her petite frame, its delicate lace trim dancing across her skin. Namjoon, hidden under the bed, watched with bated breath. His eyes traced the gentle curves of Ava's neck, the softness of her shoulders, and the elegant lines of her back. As Ava's hair tumbled down her spine, Namjoon's heart swelled. He felt grateful for this intimate moment. Ava's hands drifted to her hair, gently brushing the tangles away. Her reflection in the mirror showed a serene smile, her eyes shining with a quiet peace. The room filled with the soft rustle of fabric and Ava's gentle humming. Namjoon's world narrowed to this tranquil scene. He peeked out from under the bed, his eyes following your every move as you changed. He bit his lip, trying to control himself.

As Ava turned around to hang up her towel, her eyes landed on the spot under the bed. For a moment, she froze, sensing that something was off. Namjoon quickly ducked back under the bed, holding his breath as he hoped she wouldn't find him. But she still sensed a presence, her heart skipping a beats.

Namjoon again peeked from under the bed to see whether she left the doubt that someone is there or not. But unfortunately, when she bend down with a racing heart to look whether her anticipation was correct or not, she saw Namjoon peeking from there.

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To be continued...
Till then love you guys...
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