Zee's POV
I woke up to my cell phone ringing nonstop. I stretched my arm out from under the blanket, reaching out towards the bedside table to get it.
"Hello," I answered in a very groggy voice.
"Finally!!" Jazz exclaimed on the other side, "I've been trying to get a hold of you for the past 15 minutes. Where are you?" she asked, her voice full of worry.
"I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to worry you. The cocktail party ended later than I thought," I explained.
"Are you on your way back, I mean it's almost 3:00 am and you have never stayed out this late before. Not even back at home," Jazz stated.
"I'll be there in about 15 minutes. No need to stress," I said.
"Are you safe, are you with Namjoon?" she asked.
I looked at the man who lay beside me. He looked so peaceful and untroubled. I got up and sat on the edge of the bed with my phone clutched to my ear.
"Yes he is. He dozed off as soon as we got into the car. You know how it is when you have one to many," I said, knowing full well I was telling a lie.
"Okay then, get here soon. You need to rest before our meeting with the bosses back home begins."
"I know, I haven't forgotten. I'll see you soon okay," I said before hanging up.
I got up from the bed, wrapped myself in a white sheet and started to look for my clothes. I found my underwear and quickly slipped them on. Then I was on the hunt for my dress and heels. I spotted my heels close to the bed but for the life of me I could not find my dress.
I continued to search around the room, being careful not to wake Namjoon up. I finally found it below the bed, all crinkled up. "Great, now how am I going to explain this to Jazz," I asked myself mentally. I walked towards the mirror and I put the lamp on so I could put the dress on. The only trouble I had was when I had to zip it up from the back. "Ugh!! Why did I choose this dress again?" I moaned to myself.
"Because you look gorgeous in it," a voice said behind me.
I froze for a moment and then lifted my head and saw Namjoons reflection in the mirror. He was standing behind me and our eyes locked for a moment. He had a smile on his face and moved closer to me.
"The dimples again," I thought to myself.
"May I," he asked, moving his hands towards my zipper.
"Huh? Oh, the zip. Yeah sure," I said, snapping back to reality.
Namjoon slowly zipped my dress up for me and I couldn't help but think back to the moment when he had unzipped it. I lightly shook my head, trying to stay focused. He touched me on my shoulders and lightly brushed his lips on my neck. My stomach churned and my skin was covered in goosebumps. I turned around to face him and moved back a bit, wanting to create a bit of space between us.
"We need to get back to the house," I said while moving away, "Jazz called and she's getting a little worried."
"Okay," Namjoon said with a big sigh.
He gathered his clothes to get dressed while I put my shoes on. I was ready and made my way up to the villa. Namjoon shortly followed but he was quite a distance behind me. It was better this way and less awkward.
I made my way upstairs as soon as I got to the house, heading straight for my room. As soon as I opened my door Jazz had bolted to the door to meet me.
"Finally!! You had me worried sick," she said, giving me a hug.
"I'm sorry, I should have texted you that I would be back late."
"You must be super tired. Go get changed and you can tell me all about it tomorrow after the meeting," she said with a smile on her face.
I nodded and made my way towards the closet. I quickly slipped into my pajamas and made my way to my bed. As I lay there awake, I couldn't stop thinking about what happened between Joon and myself. The way he made me feel was incredible and I couldn't stop thinking about his touch. I couldn't help but wonder what this meant for us or if this was just a one night stand. I wasn't sure how to even look at him without feeling awkward or shy. I soon felt myself slowly drift into a deep sleep while trying to make sense of everything.
(Later that morning)
I had woken up a bit later than usual but not too late as I had to prepare for the Zoom meeting. The others and I had to present to Sasha and the other executives our plan for the showcase and how we planned to win. The presentation was pretty much straight forward. We had a goal and we knew how to achieve it.
I went downstairs to grab a cup of coffee and an apple. The others were already in the dining room waiting for me, with both laptops up and running. The meeting didn't start for another 30 minutes, so we had time to chill and chat.
"Where is BTS?" I asked.
"They went to practice for the showcase," Jake responded.
"Oh ya! I forgot Namjoon told me," I said, and then changed the subject, "How was your date with Jenna?"
"It went well. She is a really cool girl to hang out with," Jake said, with a little chuckle.
"Awww, is our Jakey in love," Jazz teased.
"No man, we are just friends."
"Yeah right, friends don't kiss each other goodnight, Danny said, with a wink.
"You kissed!!" Jazz and I exclaimed.
"Seriously?? Okay fine, we kissed, but it didn't mean anything. And you, remind me not to ever tell you anything in future," Jake said, staring Danny down with a mad look.
Jazz, Danny and I couldn't stop laughing. Jake was so flustered that he had to go wash his face to cool down. When he returned, the meeting had started and Sasha pretty much started things off before handing over to us. The meeting was off to a pretty good start on my end and so far it was going smoothly. The bosses were impressed with our presentation and told us that we had their full support.
(That afternoon)
After the meeting, I went back upstairs to take a nap. I didn't get much sleep the night before, considering the events that took place. I was woken up by a loud commotion from downstairs. It sounded like the guys were back from practice. I wondered if it wasn't best for me to stay in my room instead. That way I wouldn't have to worry about running into Namjoon.
"Ugh Zintle, really. You have to face your demons at some point," I told myself.
I got up and put my slippers on and decided to go downstairs. As soon as I stepped out my room door, someone pulled me to the side and planted a soft kiss on my lips. It was Namjoon. I knew it was him as I recognised his scent from last night. I couldn't help but kiss him back. His lips were gentle against mine and he pulled me closer to deepen the kiss. I pulled away before he could as I was worried we would get caught.
"Are you not able to keep your lips yourself," I asked out of breath.
"No, not when I'm around you," he said with a wink.
I looked at him, in awe and remembered that I wanted to clear the air with him.
"Listen, about last night... It will be best if we for---"
Namjoon cut me off with another kiss. This time a much hungrier kiss than before. He pulled back and looked me in my eyes.
"No, I'm not going to forget about last night and neither will you. I don't know who hurt you Zee but I can assure you I won't. I'm attracted to you and I'm willing to explore whatever this is between us. That's if you want to as well," he said without breaking contact.
He gave me another kiss, but a light one. Sort of like a peck on my lips and went downstairs to join the others. I was left dumbstruck, in the hall trying to process everything he just said. I touched my lips, still feeling the warmth of his lips against mine, leaving me with a lot to think about.