A Hopeless Romantic
brunettenamjoon asked: “namjoon being a closet romantic, until the two of you start dating and then hes all holding doors and kissing your knuckles and being mushy or something please? literally anything with namjoon ;u; bless”
Namjoon x Reader
Genre: Fluff, romance
I hope this is what you wanted!! Thank you for the request! Sorry it’s a bit short <3
You didn’t believe Taehyung when he told you that Namjoon was a hopeless romantic. Not when he made fun of romance dramas and made gagging noises at the kissing scenes. And especially not when he insisted that candle-lit dinners were a fire hazard, and fancy restaurants were a scam. He even said that Valentines day was just one more way for corporations to make money off the masses.
There was nothing he had ever done to make you think that there was a romantic bone in his body until your first date. The first time he held the door for you, you thought it was just a fluke. Namjoon was notorious for closing doors in peoples faces–not because he did this on purpose, he was just often distracted and didn’t pay attention–and Taehyung had gotten a split lip as proof of this at one point.
So you put it down to Namjoon being more aware of his surroundings because he was nervous–which he definitely was, and as well-articulated as he normally was, he tripped over his words a few times.
But as time whet on, the gestures became more frequent, and more elaborate.
“Namjoon?” You said, your fingers laced with his as you walked side-by-side in the dimly lit park.
“Yes, my love?” He hummed, bringing your hand up to his mouth and kissing your knuckles lightly. The motion made your heart flutter, and you felt your cheeks begin to flush. You had been dating for nearly a year now, and still got butterflies when he did things like this.
“I never thought I’d say this, but Taehyung was right.”
“Impossible.” He chuckled, turning toward you and placing his free hand on your waist to pull you close. He let go of your hand so that his fingers could trace up your side, eventually brushing through your hair and tilting your head up towards him.
“No, he was. Completely right. But don’t tell him I said it.”
Namjoon smiled, leaning down and brushing your noses together. “What was he right about?” He asked, his lips barely brushing over you cheek as he spoke.
“That you’re a hopeless romantic.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” He replied, giving you a shrug before taking both of your hands in his.
“Sure. Why don’t you admit it?” You teased, and Namjoon grinned.
“There’s nothing to admit. Now I have a question for you. Why are you so perfect?”
You couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re changing the subject. It’s because you want to keep the whole bad-boy image, isn’t it?”
“I have a feeling you’re going to start psycho-analyzing me in a minute.” He said, pulling you along as he walked backwards.
“Admit that you love 27 Dresses and I’ll drop it.” You said, a mischievous glint in your eyes.
“Never.” Namjoon suddenly stopped, pulling you forward abruptly so that you bumped into him. “But I will admit that I love you.”
He leaned down once again, finding your lips with his own. You realized that you might never actually get Namjoon to accept what a romantic person he was, but that was fine with you. You wouldn’t change him for the world.
A/N Sorry it’s a bit short, but I’m feeling stressed and wanted to write something fluffy and short! Also I didn’t really proof-read this much, I’ll check it again when I have time <3