An hour into work, the elevator opens and a florist arrives with a huge bouquet of yellow roses.

"These are for Miss Y/L/N"

"Thank you, you can leave them here."

I sign for them then open the card attached.

Beautiful
I can't wait for our date tonight.
I got you yellow roses cause yellow stands for happiness and since I met you I've never been happier
Warmest regards Joonie

A huge smile appears on my face so much it hurts. He's very charming and I hope its not an act.
But from what Mr. Min told me it doesn't sound like an act.
The rest of the work day flies by as I count the hours till my date.

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After work I head to the bathroom to shower and get ready. I don't know where he is taking me, but I decide to dress up instead of dressing down.
I find my favorite sweater dress with a black belt and wedge heels.
I leave my hair down letting my natural curls air dry. I apply some light makeup some lipstick and eye liner.

Just then there is a knock at the door.
I walk over and open it, to see namjoon in a pair of jeans and a nice sweater. His hair is styled with a side part showing his forehead off. And he has his glasses on.

"You look gorgeous Y/N"

"Thank you, but I think I'm a bit overdressed. Hold on."

I run back to my room and take off my heels and grab a pair of black ankle boots to dress it down. Then run back to the door

"Much better" I say

He puts out his arm for me to hook my arm onto his.

"Shall we"

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We pull up to a museum. And he helps me out of the car. The cold fall air whips around me calming my nerves.
We walk up to the front and it looks like it's closed. Namjoon knocks on the glass door, and shortly after the door swings open by a security guard.

"Welcome Mr. Kim. Everything is all set up just like you asked. And I'll be in the office if you need anything."

"Thank you very much cliff." He says

He escorts me into the building and to the elevator. Once there he hits the button that takes us to the roof. Once the doors open we're outside overlooking the city. When we turn the corner, there is a table with 2 chairs and a small lamp on it. There is a space heater and two blankets on the chairs.
It looks so romantic.

He grabs my hand leading me to the table and holds the chair for me to sit. He lays the blanket across my lap, Then he sits across from me.

"This is beautiful!" I say looking around

"I figured beauty for a beauty"

"Wow! Are you this cheesy all the time"

"Only around you oddly"

Just then the elevator opens and a guy in a waiters outfit arrives with two plates. He sets them down in front of us and then pops the champagne that was in a bucket nearby. He pours us each a glass. We both nod thanking him.

"I didn't know what you liked so I went with a safe bet and got you pasta"

"It's smells great thank you joonie" I say
Huge dimples form on his face when I say that nickname.
We both are talking and eating just enjoying the view and company.

I realize he's a really sweet and caring guy. I feel my heart flutter around him allot.

After dinner he grabs my hand leading me downstairs again and into the museum.

"This is a special exhibit shown here for only one more month but I thought you should see it"

"Ok I'm excited" I say as we walk around the museum looking at various paintings. Some new but allot of them older. They are all of the same thing.

"Notice anything similar to every painting?" Namjoon asks

"Yeah they all have plus size women in them"

"Correct. I wanted to show you beauty in art. How I see you, as a rare delicate art piece. Back in the Renaissance period many artist like Renoir, Peter Paul Reubens and other artist painted beautiful plus size women."

"Plus size women were associated with royalty back then. The bigger you were the more wealth you had. Since they had tons of money they never starved. Queen Victoria was plus sized. Did you know that the mona Lisa was also plus sized?"

"No I didn't." I say looking genuinely impressed

"Look at her wrists they are not tiny they are rounder like yours."

His thumb grazes the top of my hand as he holds it.

"As history progressed more people started treating weight differently. They tried to not make skinny women not feel so ugly, cause they couldn't afford lots of food or cause their social status was not worthy. Slowly the social norm changed to almost ostracize plus size women. But there were still people that seen beauty in curves. This painting here is by an Italian artist Titan. Notice her small double chin and her bigger arms. Yet she is gorgeous"

I walk up to the painting and it's true. I can tell she has a belly but the dress is covering it. Her thick fingers, her bigger arms, but she's stunning.

"Facinating. How did you learn about all this?"

"I love art. So I studied art, and read allot of books on it."

We walk around looking at all the beautiful paintings. And I slowly started to appreciating my body. We are not all made the same and that's ok.

We both walk up to one painting and he stops me.

"This is one of my favorites. It another Renior painting. But notice her curves. Her thick thighs her large breasts, her cute chubby face yet she's looking in the water admiring herself, loving her reflection. I want you to see yourself like that one day. And see the beauty that you are."

I feel him wrap his arms around me and nuzzle his chin into my neck.

"Come on i think they are ready for you." He whispers into my neck.

"Who's ready for me?" I ask confused.

He pulls me toward a room and opens it. Inside is a guy standing there with a white canvas and paint. There is a single chair in the center.

"Come sit here"

He guides me to the chair. And nervously I sit in the chair. Then he cups my face in his hands and speaks..

"He's going to paint you."

I look at him and then to the painter, my eyes growing wide. Wanting to stop him but joonie cuts me off.
"But-"

"Just smile."

I nervously smile and sit down. After a few moments I see namjoons face move from the painting to me. He is staring at me in a flirty manor, Which relaxes me a bit. After about an hour I'm starting to feel tired and namjoon notices.

"Just a bit more baby"

Baby? Did he just call me baby?

It sounded good when he said it but I think he may have said it without knowing.

He looks at the painting and whispers to the artist. Then the artist nods and paints a little more. After a few moments I see namjoon smile and nod.

"Thats her. Thank you" namjoon says

The artist leaves bowing before leaving out the door.

"Come here look at yourself"

He reaches out to me, and I take his hand and turn to look at the painting.

"Wow! He even got my dress!"

He wraps his arms around me.

"I know it's not an oil painting but we didn't have hours. But I did ask him to add the coffee mug since that's how we met and I always want to remember that." He says in my ear.

"You?"

"Yeah. This is going to hang in my house."

"Seriously?" I ask him confused

"I mean, unless you want it. But I really like it" he smiles looking at it again.

I look back at the painting. Is this really how he sees me? It's beautiful. They got every detail. Even my hair and eyes.
I start to cry I've never felt so beautiful.

"No you can have it. You paid for it." I sniffle out.

He turns to face me cupping my face in his hands.
"Hey baby, if it makes you sad, I won't keep it. I just really li-"

I cut him off
"It's not that, I just never felt so beautiful before you joonie."

"Awe baby you're gorgeous inside and out"

He hugs me in a tight embrace that feels like home. I can hear his heart beating fast, I smell his cologne that smells of autumn leaves. I can feel his thumb rubbing in the small of my back.

He pulls away from the hug and looks me in the eyes and it feels like the world could collapse around us and I wouldn't care. His eyes soften and a small smile forms on his face. He cups my face, rubbing my cheeks with his thumbs. Then in that moment he leans down and kisses me. So soft and gentle but. So sincere.

He brushes his tounge across my lips and I open up to him. Our tounges dance together as i run my fingers to the back of his neck. I bite his lip gently, and he moans into the kiss. He reaches his hand around my waist and pulls me tighter to him. The kiss instantly turns passionate and I'm moaning in his mouth as I rake my fingers through his hair.
His other hand reaches down to my butt and squeezes tightly as he growls in my mouth. We both release pulling away from each other. Knowing if we don't stop, it will only get worse. We stand there staring at each other panting.

"I think it's time i drop you off now" He says catching his breath

All I can do is nod. My core is throbbing, my panties soaking, and it feels like my legs are on fire. It's been 2 year since a man touched me. And even then it was never this intense.

Namjoons pov

I'm panting from that kiss. I can't believe how much she turns me on. I've never dated a plus size girl. Not cause I didn't want to, it was just I never found one I thought was cute and sexy at the same time. But she is. She's nice and sweet, sexy and cute. Kind, and an amazing kisser. I'm trying hard to not ruin this. To be a gentleman, but fuck she makes it hard, She makes me hard.
I help her into the car and drive off.

As I drive I steal a glance at her every once in awhile. She's staring forward, her breasts moving up and down as she breaths hard. How I'd love to see them moving above me as she rides my cock. Then she bites her lip and I almost moan out loud. My dick twitches watching her. I'm trying hard to concentrate on driving her home.

Be a gentleman, be a gentleman be a oh fuck it!

I reach over squeezing her thigh. And she moans. Oh fuck her moans are so sexy
I stop at a red light and I look over to her. And I see her look at me. She smirks and I see her shimmy her panties down to her ankles.
My eyes go wide. How can she be so cute one second and so fucking sexy the next. Then she does something I never thought she'd do. she grabs my hand putting it on her womanhood.
My jaw hangs open at her action and I swipe my fingers through her folds onto her clit.
It feels so warm, And super wet.
I have never felt a pussy so warm before. I start to rub her clit and she props her leg up on the dash of my car as she moans out.

The car behind me honks and I pull my fingers out of her. And start to drive. I bring my hand up to my face out of habit but smell her on my fingers. I start to suck on them. She taste so good.

I'm trying to calm myself down so she doesn't see how hard I am once I have to walk her to her door.

"Two years since you had sex huh?" She asks

"Yeah. You too right?" I ask her

"Yeah. Sorry I may have made a mess on your seat. I'm usually not this wet." She confesses and I nearly came from her statement.

"Oh, I-it's ok I understand. Don't worry about it"

I know she's trying to talk us through to get us to her house long enough for me to drop her off, and it works. I pull into her driveway and turn off the car.
I go around to open her door.

Just get her to her door without ripping her clothes off. Be a gentleman.

I walk her up to the door and she opens it. As I walk into the threshold.

"Goodnight beautiful, I hope you had fun. I'd love to take you out again tomorrow too. If you will let me."

"I enjoyed myself allot and I'd love to go out with you again."

We both stare at each other for a long time, neither of us moving, neither of us wanting this night to end. But knowing if we kiss each other that's it.

"Well goodnight see you tomorrow." I say

"Night joonie"

I turn around to walk back to my car. As I sit in the drivers seat and clutch the steering wheel thinking if I should just take her. But I don't want to disrespect her and make her feel like I'm using her. I already decided to make her mine.

I'm about to turn the key, then notice her panties still on the floor of my car. I grab them clutching them in my hand. I feel how soaked they are. Touching the black lace, rubbing it against my fingers.

I'll just go return these to her then head home. I thought

Y/N POV

I close the door panting. I don't know what came over me. Why did I have him touch me? What is it about him that makes me this way?

I take a few steps to the couch. I grab the back of the couch bending over to unzip my ankle boots when I notice the breeze.
Holy shit I left my panties in his car!

Just then the door opens up. And shocked i stand up and turn around. And that when I see his face. He was looking down. He seen my womanhood when I was bent over. He looks at me in the eyes then slams the door. He races up and grabs me around the waist and kisses me.