Taken Prince

19. Goodbye

Namjoon chuckled, cutting off my thoughts. "Are you willing to kiss me?" he asked nonchalantly. I looked up at his eyes as my eyes widened. Am I that transparent? "You were gazing at my lips."

"No," I deny. He chuckled, probably aware of my lie. His chuckle was so attractive. Everything about him is attractive now that he'll leave. Is it because I'm paying more attention to him to remember everything?

"It is okay. I am willing to kiss you too."

Okay?! It's not okay! I can't— wait.. he said what?! My eyes widened as I stared at him in shock. He just chuckled. "Oh, Y/N. You are very cute." He gently put a stand of hair behind my ear, before caressing my cheek. I didn't dare to move. My eyes were so wide. I was in shock. "Y/N, relax. Please. I do not like you. Relax." He massaged my shoulders. Once again it made me immediately relax, but not enough. "Do not overthink. Relax. Lay on my chest. It is alright." He rubbed my back as he said that. I decided to listen to him and laid my head on his chest. His chest was hard because of his muscles, but it wasn't too hard. It was just hard and soft enough to be comfortable to sleep on. I felt a kiss land on my forehead. "Sweet dreams, Y/N."

"You too, Joon."

He chuckled. "Joon?"

I looked up at him and chuckled. "Yes, Joon. It's cute, hm?"

"Indeed." He smiled and patted my head, making me lay it back on his chest. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Barely eight and a half hours after our small cuddle session, I got woken up by the feeling of someone kissing all over my hands. My fingers, my palm, my nails, the back of my hand, my knuckles, my wrist. Everywhere! I even felt kisses going up from my hand to my arm.

I opened my eyes, meeting Namjoon's face, being the gentleman he is and kissing my arm as he looked at me. I was laying on my back and he was laying on his stomach, on my right side.

He seemed to notice me waking up because he said, "Good morning, beauty."

I looked at him with no emotions on my face, even though my emotions were going crazy. "Why so flirty in the morning all of a sudden? Why are you kissing all over my arms?" Not that I'm complaining.

"Would you like me to do it all over your face instead?"

I blinked at him for a moment, trying to get the shit that he said into my mind. "Get off."

He chuckled and kissed my cheek, awakening the butterflies in my stomach and getting my blood pumping. "Aww, why are you in a melancholy mood? Do you want me to kiss your waist to ease your mind?" he said boldly. I frowned. "I apologize. Is the waist not the right spot? Tell me, where do you wish to be kissed?" Is he playing with me right now? "Lips?" He smirked.

"Why are you being so affectionate so early in the morning?" I asked.

He sighed, turning serious as he sat up and looked out the window. "I will be departing today. I am giving you goodbye kisses."

Oh, that's why. But.. kisses? Is he teasing me? "Oh, I understand, daddy," I teased.

He looked at me. "I am not your daddy," he said. He looked serious. Gosh, is he taking revenge 'cause I didn't play along when he was affectionate? "Mommy," he continued.