It was one of those rare days when you didn't have to wake up before the sun, but it was never like you to stay in bed for much longer. A day off should be put towards doing something productive, like eating and watching television. After washing up in the bathroom, you could hear the TV mumbling through the walls. It could be that you forgot to turn it off last night, so you decided to check.
The living room was still neat, no mess on the floor, Yoogi spread out on the couch with the remote in his hand, the bills were still on the coffee table, the half eaten apple from last night was still on the counter.....
"Please tell me I'm still dreaming." you sighed. The man looked at you and then looked back at the TV. 100 Days my Prince was playing. He wore his usual black outfit, leather jacket and an black cap.
"You're up just in time." he said. "By the way, you're out of cereal." You were just about to open the cupboard to get your cereal. When he said that, you looked at the trash bin, the empty box of your cereal was in there.
"Great, I'm hungry and I was looking forward to eating that." you told him, he didn't seem to hear you, his attention still on the TV. You should be questioning why he's at your apartment, considering it is his first time and you never gave him the key. But at the same time, Yoongi is a weapon, he'll come and go when he pleases. He must know your schedule from the bracelet. You began rummaging the fridge, deciding to make an omelette instead. Just as you were about to crack the eggs, his figure appeared beside you.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Making breakfast?" you said in confusion, "I would offer you some but you already my cereal." You tried brushing passed him, but he took the eggs out of your hand and push you out of the kitchen.
Your body moved easily with his strength, no matter how much you dug your heels into the floor. "Yoongi, what the hell-"
"Go get dressed, wear something casual." he said. When he successfully pushed you out, he carefully placed the eggs back, the juxtaposition of his personality.
"You know you could just tell me to do those things without literally pushing me."
"What's the fun in that?" he shrugged and jumped back on the couch.
"But where are we going?" you asked from inside your room, which was next to the living room.
"Don't ask question and just get dressed, you have 5 minutes."
All of your outfits were casual, so for him to say that was pretty useless. In the end, you wore a white turtleneck, black jeans, a long cardigan, and your purse of course. This outfit would be appropriate anywhere, so you were hoping for the best. Yoongi was up and by the door by the time you got out. His black sedan parked in the front, a few older ladies walked by and admired. This reminded you when Ha Eun came for you in a limo. It was hard to hide your occupation from your neighbors, good thing they don't bother you much with questions.
He opened the door for you on the passenger side, it was strange and weird to see him so chivalrous. He started off slowly in the neighborhood, but once he got out to the main street, it was speed racing. The good thing about being a palace guard, especially one that works with the prince, is that he has diplomatic immunity throughout the whole country. You held on tightly to your seat.
"Yoongi, why are you here and not in the palace?" you asked. As always he ignored your question. Once on the freeway, you noticed the signs. "Icheon? Why are we going there?" you asked again.
"You have an important meeting, I'm not gonna tell you anymore." he said.
"It's gonna be another half an hour, would you like to talk during that time?" you offered. Instead of answering you, he turned the volume of the radio up. The sound of IU filling the car. Less than 20 minutes later, the car came to a stop. You read the sign and found it strange.
"Why do I have a meeting at a garden?" you asked Yoongi, who had already rounded the car to open your door. 설봉공원, the famous park to observe leaf colors.
"I guess this person really likes the outdoor." he said. "Okay, go inside, there should be a small bridge not far from the entrance. That's where your meeting is." he directed.
"Wait, you're not coming with me?" you asked, he was already back inside his car. You ran to his side and knocked on the window. He didn't answer you, instead giving you a smirk and reverse in light speed. It must be a joke, you thought.
There wasn't a single person in sight, even at the ticket booth. It was strange because it should be the season where people would visit the park. With timid steps, you walked through the great, the sight of trees greeting you. You trailed along the path, crunching leaves under your feet. There was giant statue of what looks like a young boy made of colorful tiles. You didn't pay a lot of attention to the scenes around you because you were a ball of nerves. Surely Yoongi woudn't put you in any danger, right?
You could see what looked to be a small bridge, an arched across the lands surrounded by the large body of water. You could also see the outline of a figure, his back was facing you. His thick brown coat reaching down to his knees, the hat secured on his head, a scarf tightly hugging his neck. You heart was pounding and your legs threaten to give out on you. You could jump into the river to escape, but he would probably follow you.
The Prince turned around when you reached the bridge. Through the scarf, you could see his mouth curling into a smile. Suddenly, everything that was bad just disappeared.
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Pied Piper (Kim Namjoon x Reader)
Fanfiction"Surely Seokjin told you that I was sick." the Prince said, "You wouldn't leave a sick person by himself, right?" He leaned forward, hands on the desk. "Well, um, I don't want to disturb you while you eat and you seem fine, for the most part..." y...
