Kim Namjoon

Y/N's POV 💬 (Your Name's Point of View)

You both get off at the next station and head over to the library. You took him to the small cafe near it, the one you always go to, and upon arrival you ask Namjoon what he wants to drink.

"Iced americano black, please," he answered.

After getting in line and ordering yours and his, you look around to see where he's at, and saw him at the window side corner of the cafe, seated and comfy.

You took the empty seat in front of him after giving Namjoon his drink. He mumbles a small thank you and instead of saying your welcome, you literally caught your breath when he removes his mask to drink from his cup.

Did it get hot in here.

You cant help but stares at his perfectly sculpted heart shaped face, adorned with that gorgeous almond coloured eyes. His beautiful lips that is accompanied by an adorable dimples, that you caught sight off when he smiled after taking a sip-- feeling satisfied with the taste of his ice americano.

"Ahem" Namjoon fake a cough because he caught you staring, but smirk right after cause it made you blush, cheeks now flush pink.

"So, what brings you to the library?" he asked, as he shift to a better sitting position.

"I actually wanted to checked out a book about mythology." you answered.

"For school?"

You move your head side to side to say no, as you were drinking when he asked.

His eyebrows furrowed a bit.

"Just for some light reading. Ever since I've learned about Greek Myth in my senior year I've been fascinated about it. So even now, from time to time, I still read books of it...For fun, or as a pass time, or sometimes to get inspired."

"I agree, those would be the kind of books I would use too, if I wanted some poetic analogies." Namjoon explains, while nodding, before he took another sip of his coffee.

Your lips form into a curve, while you bring down your cup on the table right across his, realising the guy in front of you is not like the others. He's not only brave, but intellectual as well. And that makes him even more..

"Sexy"

Both of you seems surprised hearing the word. You're now asking yourself if you actually voice out your inner thoughts... but it doesn't seem like it. Specially when the guy in front of you looks as flustered, while his trying to gain back his composure.

He accidentally hit the table with his knee while shifting position, causing both of your cups to almost drop.

"Oh--Joesonghabnida," he said while trying to hold your cup and his that swayed from the sudden movement. The sight of him having a mini heart attack from almost breaking those glass cups, made you chuckle.

"We should... get going then?" he cutely ask, while straightening himself.

"You're going to the library too?" you asked.

"Yeah...might as well, since I'm already here," he said while putting his beanie and mask on and head towards the exit.

Time flies when you're in a library. Always is, because you enjoy reading--might it be for study or leisurely.

But this time, you enjoy it even more so, because of the guy who's with you. The two of you are having fun discussing the books when he ask, if you have already read the story of Icarus. He mentioned too that he has some contradicting thoughts about it, so you ask what is it.

"I just thought...you know, he flew high because he wanted to reach for more, aim higher, but then that causes his death. The lesson somehow confuses me, because to aim for more is what we should be doing, isn't it?" he ask rhetorically, not really expecting an answer from you or anything.

"I agree with aiming high and wanting to reach for more. But, we should also use our forethought before actually doing it. I mean, some risk aren't worth the consequences, you know?" you replied while flipping the next page of your book.

He nod in agreement, "Well I guess, I never thought of it that way."

You just shrug and about to continue reading when...

"So not a risk taker huh," you heard him say. That made you looked up and met his intent gaze. He looks at you, like his trying to figure out something. Two hands clasp together on top of his book that's laid flat on his lap.

Those eyes...

"I have you know Mister... Its not like I WON'T take a risk, but I have to know first if ITS WORTH taking it," you said staring back, hiding the fact that you feel all fluttery inside.

Him standing up and stretching his hand in front of you causes the butterflies in your stomach to get even more frenzy, your trying really hard to act cool and compose, but all is lost once he uttered the words

"Well then...would you like to take a risk with me?"

All you really manage to do is gulp. And even before you can say an answer, he added

"By the way, its not Mister, the name's..."