You pace around your apartment, your heart racing with a heady mixture of excitement and anxiety. You have a date tonight.

You're supposed to be meeting someone named Namjoon. You met him on Tinder a few weeks ago, and you exchanged numbers. You're surprised you hit it off so well.

With how handsome, down to earth, and sweet Namjoon is, you were a bit worried that he would turn out to be a catfish. But, you've FaceTimed a few times, and he's actually who he says he is. Isn't it funny how that's something that has to be questioned and worried about?

You hear a knock at your door and your heart leaps in your chest. You take a deep, calming breath and answer the door. You feel a mixture of relief and anxiety flood your chest at the sight of the man who you've been texting. He's holding a small bouquet of purple orchids and picasso calla lilies. You suck in a breath.

"Hi." His voice is rich and soothing. "Y/N?"

You start, smiling up at him. "That's me! Namjoon?"

"Yeah," he chuckles. "Oh!" He quickly holds the bouquet in his hands out to you. "These are for you. I remembered that you mentioned you liked purple orchids, and the florist I went to said these calla lilies would match."

"Oh!" You take the flowers from him, admiring their beauty. "I can't believe you remembered! Thank you so much! They're beautiful."

"I'm glad you like them; are you ready to go?" Namjoon smiles as he gestures to the door.

You nod, reaching for your jacket on the couch as you turn off the lights behind you.

Namjoon takes you to what he calls an "underground club". It's something totally different than what you were expecting. You thought Namjoon was going to take you to dinner or a movie, but this is a refreshing change of pace.

The building is dark and nondescript. You wouldn't ever have guessed that this place housed something like a club. As you wait in line, Namjoon puts his arm around you. "I hope you don't mind, but this place can get a little wild."

Your heart skips a beat, but one look at Namjoon's smiling face tells you that you have nothing to worry about.

"I'm ready," you grin. "You have my back, right?"

"Of course!" Namjoon returns your grin. "You're safe with me."

Once you're inside, you're immediately hit with a wall of sound. The bass from the DJ's speakers is deafening in the best way. The beat takes your heart's spot in your chest, and you find yourself getting excited. The air is thick with energy. You don't realize you're grinning so hard until Namjoon laughs. "You should see your face!" He has to lean in and cup his hands around your ear in order to be heard. "You look like a kid in a candy store!"

You and Namjoon dance together, and surprisingly, he's a perfect gentleman. His hands never drift lower than your waist. After a few songs, you look at each other; both of you are breathing heavily and wearing matching grins.

"Can I get you anything?" Namjoon leans in again and this time you catch a whiff of his cologne. Oh, this scent... It's your favorite. For a moment, you're dazed. Namjoon cocks his head and smiles; leaning in again. "Are you alright?"

You start, taking half a step back. "Y–yeah," you nod, pressing your palms to your cheeks. They're incredibly warm. Thankfully it's dark enough in the club that Namjoon can't see your blush. "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

"I asked if you wanted anything to drink," Namjoon chuckles. This time, he doesn't lean in. You nod and Namjoon takes your hand. The gesture is effortless and at the same time, full of meaning. He leads you over to the makeshift bar, and signals for the bartender. "Do you have a preference?" Namjoon asks.

"Something sweet and fruity," you reply, leaning against the bar top.

Namjoon calls for two shots of X Rated. The liquor is red, and you can smell the sweetness. "Cheers!" Namjoon beams as you clink glasses. You down the shot, but with Namjoon's gaze on you, you cough and sputter. Namjoon lightly pats your back until your coughing fit subsides. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, an embarrassed giggle leaping from your lips. "You all good?" Namjoon's voice is low near your ear. You're surprised you're able to hear him over the pounding bass.

You give him a nod, and he grins, keeping his hand on your back. "Let's go outside," he murmurs. He guides you back to the front of the building, his fingers putting a light pressure on your back.

When the outside air hits you, you find yourself taking a deep breath. "Was it too much?" Namjoon leans against the wall next to you.

"No." You shake your head, then you giggle. "Well, I can't lie; it was a little overwhelming in there."

"Yeah." Namjoon nods, a smile creeping at the corner of his mouth. "Everyone's here for—"

"Runch Randa? They're calling you to the stage." A bouncer jerks his thumb toward the inside of the club.

Namjoon glances at you and ducks his head. "Alright. Do you want to head back in?"

"Sure." You're a little confused about what's happening, but you allow Namjoon to take your hand and lead you back inside.

As soon as you step back inside, you notice that the club's atmosphere has changed. The music has stopped, and everyone's grouped in front of a small stage that wasn't there when you arrived. Namjoon squeezes your hand as he heads for the front of the stage. He finds a spot right in front of the stage, and turns to face you. He's grinning, looking so excited, it's like he could burst. It's honestly an adorable sight to see. His eyes are shining, and he seems breathless. "Will you be okay here?" he asks.

"Yeah," you nod, your heart skipping a beat. "But..." you trail off, worried that you're about to ask a stupid question. "What's going on?"

"Oh," Namjoon chuckles. "I'm supposed to be battling Gloss tonight."

"Battling?" You cock your head.

"Yo!" An Emcee takes to the stage, buzzing with energy. "How's everybody hangin'? Y'all havin' fun?" The crowd roars in response. "Now, we have a real treat for y'all tonight. Tonight will be a head-to-head battle between our boy Runch Randa!!" The crowd interrupts him with raucous cheers. "Now, now," the Emcee calls for order, and the crowd quiets. "Our boy is going up against Gloss from Daegu! Y'all get up here!!"

Namjoon bites back a grin. "I'll be back, so please wait here."

"O–okay," you murmur, smiling up at him. "Good luck!" You pull him into an embrace. Namjoon returns it; you can hear his heart racing against your ear. He pulls back after a moment, and hops up onstage.

At the same time, another boy makes his way through the crowd. When he climbs onstage, you're struck by how gorgeous he is. His face is small, and his skin is impossibly smooth. You assume this must be Gloss from Daegu.

"Y'all ready?" The Emcee is grinning a mile wide. "Let's goooo!!!" The Emcee hands both boys microphones.

The boys head to opposite sides of the stage; Namjoon catches your eye and winks at you. In the next moment, his gaze is deathly serious.

With a nod to the crowd, Joonie steps forward, speaking into his mic. "I'd like to give our visitor the first shot."

Gloss smirks, and steps forward. He raises the mic to his lips, and when he speaks, you're blown away. He's rapping so fast you can hardly keep up. He puts so much of his energy into his flow that your heart starts to race. You find yourself bobbing along with the beat, a huge grin spreading across your face.

Gloss finishes his rap after a few minutes, and you can hear his deep breaths through the mic. He grabs a bottle of water and takes a swig.

When Namjoon steps forward, he takes a breath so deep that it seems to pass to the very depths of his soul. When he opens his eyes, you feel a chill pass through your veins. He seems like a completely different person. You find yourself holding your breath.

Namjoon's flow is something that's almost indescribable. He's clever and passionate with his rhymes. His words evoke some emotion inside of you that you can't name. When Namjoon finishes, he beams; tilting his face up towards the sky. You scream as loudly as you can; your voice is swallowed up by the crowd, but you still carry on.

As you focus on Namjoon, you're completely drawn in by how he looks in this moment. He's breathing heavily, his chest rising and falling with each inhale and exhale; sweat giving his skin a light sheen. He gazes out at the crowd, a look of pure happiness on his face.

The Emcee steps forward then, shouting for everyone's attention. "Now, I need y'all to scream for who you thought was best! Here we goooo!! We got our visiting boy, Gloss from Daegu!!" The Emcee gestures to Gloss and the crowd roars. You cheer along, feeling the energy thrumming through your body.

At the sound of his fans cheers, Gloss smirks and licks his lips, nodding appreciatively.

"Now, how 'bout our boy Runch Randa?!" At this, the crowd explodes. You scream as loudly as you can, squeezing your eyes shut.

Namjoon grins, somehow finding your gaze in the audience.

"I'mma have to give this one to Runch, y'all." The Emcee raises Namjoon's hand in victory and there's an eruption of raucous noise. Namjoon's grin widens as he steps forward. He shakes Gloss's hand; both boys are smiling.

Namjoon hops down from the stage, finding you immediately. You wrap your arms around him, feeling his heart thumping powerfully in his chest. "Congratulations, Namjoon!"

"Thank you," he says, pulling back and wiping his face with his sleeve. "Were you okay down here?"

You nod. "I wasn't expecting any of this. It was crazy! I'll have to come back sometime!" You're terribly excited, and it's completely apparent in your expression.

Namjoon laughs and opens his mouth to speak when someone from the crowd comes over and asks for a picture. At the sight of one fan getting a picture, others start to gather around. Namjoon is gracious in greeting everyone, his wide smile growing even brighter with each person he speaks to.

Finally, Namjoon has successfully pleased the crowd. He comes back over to you, ducking his head apologetically. "Sorry about that."

You smile, shaking your head. "It's fine. Can we go back outside?"

Namjoon slips his hand in yours and leads you back outside. You lean against the wall and Namjoon stands beside you. "So that's what you do," you murmur.

"Yeah," Namjoon replies, biting his lip. A note of embarrassment slips into his voice. "I know it's not practical, but..." He trails off and runs a hand through his hair.

"But you love it," you smile. "You love rapping with all your heart. You're incredibly passionate about it and it's obvious to anyone who hears you. Why didn't you tell me?"

Namjoon's smile falters for the first time tonight. He shrugs sheepishly and ducks his head. "I didn't want you to think I was a stupid kid that was holding on so tightly to a dream that might never come true."

"Namjoon." You take his hands in yours, smiling up at him. "I think it will come true. You'll be famous one day and I'll be able to tell everyone that I knew you before. Don't ever shrink your dreams."

Namjoon wraps you up in a big hug. "You're a good person." He gazes down at you for a moment with such an intensity that you wonder if he might kiss you. His grin returns in full force. "Wanna get something to eat?"

The two of you walk to a nearby 24-hour diner, and stay talking about anything and everything until the sun starts to peek over the horizon. It's strange. In this one night, you've met someone that actually seems like he'll be an important person in your life. But of course, you keep this thought to yourself.

Namjoon walks you home, and you lean on his shoulder. You reach your apartment far too soon, and the two of you stand outside your door. "I had a good time tonight," you murmur, smiling up at him.

"Ah," Namjoon grins. "I was worried about what you would think when we got to the club. But Gloss was coming from Daegu just for the battle, so I couldn't just, you know..."

"It was different, but I really liked it. I'll have to go back." You bite back a smile.

"Maybe with... me?" Namjoon's face has broken out in an adorable flush.

"I'd love that, Namjoon." You lean up and press your lips to his. You can feel the smile on his lips as he returns the kiss.

The kiss is one of the longest and best that you've ever had. Namjoon's lips are gentle and sweet. When you come up for air, you're both breathless and blushing. Your noses bump and Namjoon presses his lips to your forehead.

"I really hope I can see you again," Namjoon murmurs, biting his lip.

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