The Photographer/Flowers | K.NJ x Reader

chapter - wisteria

That sounds far more depressing than it is.

"Hola Tae." I tried to think of the club he was in. "Aren't you in the Filmmaking Club?"

"Ding ding, you're correct!" He announced, doing jazz hands. This is the only time jazz hands is acceptable.

"I'm here just to look around." He stumbled, his voice giving away that he wasn't so sure of his sentence.

I raised my eyebrow at him, hoping he'd spill out whatever notorious act he was trying to pull in.

"Okay fine!" He finally gave in. "I'm here because you guys have better equipment than the peeps in my club."

And I'm here just as an act of courtesy, finding any flaws to help me get out of this mess.

I trailed off. "So..."

"Yes, I'm here to 'borrow' something." He whispered. "Translation: I'm stealing one of your cameras, thank you."

"TAEHYUNG!"

This caused everybody to look at us, several pairs of eyes judging us as if we skinned a human alive with our bare hands.

That'll be all of you goddamn nosy fuckers if you don't stop staring.

"Y-yes, that's exactly my name!" He clapped, trying to play it off. He lightly punched my arm like those typical friends in the movies.

"Are you trying to get us suspended, Y/N?" I like how he still  had his boxy smile on his face while he asked me such a threatening question.

I shrugged.

"Taehyung?" A soft voice called out. A brunet boy who was also kinda tall like Taehyung walked towards us, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hands. I would tell the name but I can only identify a rose or two so...

"Oh, Namjoon hyung, how are you?" He flashed the same boxy grin to him making him chuckle. Ah, so his name is Namjoon.

"I'm doing fantastic." He smiled.

Goddammit, dude had dimples, I'm a sucker for dimples. He will be the death of me.

"Here you go," He hands Taehyung a flower from his bouquet. This confused him just as much as it confused me. But he eyed it as if he was observing such a wild or unique thing.

Namjoon laughed at his actions. Oof, I want to poke his dimples. How long will it take for me to become comfortable with him so that I can poke his dimples?

With thoughts like these? Probably centuries.... or never.

"This is a wisteria, it's a welcome gift from me."

"Ohh.. but hyung, I'm not even in the same club as you." He admitted, feeling sad that the gift wasn't for him and that he'd have to return it back. "But Y/N is! I'm sorry I forgot to introduce you to her."

He held my shoulders and pushed me towards the dimpled beauty. Being the awkward creature I am, I just waved at him. He waved back, grinning even more now.

Yes! He doesn't think that I'm awkward.

At least not yet.

"It's alright, you can still keep it." He looked at Taehyung who looked like he was in heaven. He flashed his signature grin before leaping out of the room.

What about stealing the... never mind, it's not my concern.

"Ahem..." I turned towards the source of the sound. "Your gift."

Namjoon held the wisterias confidently in his hand, forwarding it towards me. I smiled before reaching out and taking it from his grasp. I started observing the soft and little flower like Taehyung but less wild.

I also realized he gave me 4 flowers instead. Maybe he ran out of people to give it to.

"As you know, its's a wisteria. It symbolizes welcoming."

I looked up at him and he passed me a one sided grin.

"Welcome to the Photography Club, Y/N."

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I'm not really a fan of adding author's notes but I'm aware that Namjoon isn't a brunet in this picture, nor the flowers are wisterias which I have learnt from my extreme scientific research of looking through the images of a wisteria. Just letting you know. It's just for immersion, the visual of what Namjoon would look like while handing flowers to everybody. Who am I kidding? People visualize way more intense scenarios than this. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Also, I hope you're in for a clingy Namjoon too. ;)