Chosen Choice:
III. Find someone to sleep with
Namjoon

Chances of Dialog:

"Why did you decide to come to me?"

"Is... Is it okay if I do this?"

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I sigh in frustration, tossing, and turning. The voice is husky and luring, almost begging me to come towards it. It's enchanting and it makes me feel... dizzy.

I slowly pull away the covers. It's almost as if a light spreads around my room. An ash blue, it seems.

I silently and carefully open the door, looking around to see if no one is there. Silence is what I hear.

I slip out of my room, following the voice.

Why is it so alluring?

I feel my heartbeat quicken and my hands begin to clam. The closer I get to the stairway to the attic, the louder the voice becomes.

Jaein...

Come to me.

Help me...

Come find me...

Release me.

The spiraled staircase is quick to come in view, my hand reaching out to touch the railing when a strong hand clasps itself around my wrist.

I gasp and snap out of the trans of following the voice that suddenly disappeared.

I look up at who grabbed me, a nervous lump forming in my throat as I'm looking directly into Namjoon's moss green eyes.

I expect to see a frown. A dark gaze as he scolds me, but instead he loosens his grip and smiles at me.

He has bed hair. Really cute messy bed hair.

"What are you doing out here so late?" He asks in a whisper.

I blink, not really sure how to answer. I look at the door that has opened, closest to the staircase.

It must be his room.

I gulp and just shrug, looking down at my bare feet.

Namjoon's hand slips down from my wrist to my hand, gently leading me away.

The voice has stopped whispering. Has stopped luring me.

"Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost." Namjoon asks, taking a messy lock of my hair and sliding it behind my ear.

It's in the middle of the night. My heart skips a beat in my chest when I finally look up at him.

There is a window behind the staircase with no curtains, allowing the moonlight to fall upon the demon.

His skin glows in the moonlight, his eyes seeming to have a gentle, starry glow as his plump lips have parted slightly to let his tongue swipe over his bottom lip.

He quickly averts his gaze and coughs. "Why were you out here? It's late."

"I... I don't know." I mumble shyly.

Namjoon sighs and looks up at the stairs before softly tugging me back to my room.

I'm scared... What if the voice comes back and does manage to get me up there? What would be waiting for me?

Will it be a monster? A trapped angel? A human? A corpse? A soul?

"Go to sleep, Jaein," Namjoon whispers sweetly. "Good night."

Namjoon has tucked me into bed... I don't want to be alone. I'm scared.

I quickly grasp Namjoon's hand before he can go, biting my lip nervously when he turns around.

"Is something wrong?"

My breath is caught in my throat. Do I really want this? I don't want to sleep alone but I also don't want to wake anyone. But I only know him for one day.

"Can I sleep with you?" My words come out as a whimper.

What if he says no?

Namjoon seems taken back for a moment. He thinks it over, looking away from me. After a few seconds, his hand takes my own and he nods.

"Sure."

I let out a deep sigh in relief. I jump out of bed and let Namjoon walk me across the hall, letting me inside the room that was indeed open.

Namjoon has a nice room with a window with transparent curtains that let just a bit of moonlight inside.

In the middle of the room is Namjoon's bed. A green-yellowish-blur mixture of colors that follow his entire room. It's big enough for two people and there is a big book laying down in the middle of the blanket.

Namjoon has one big bookshelf. Filled to the brim with books from authors I recognize in the human world and authors that sound evil and pure.

Namjoon chuckles and closes the door behind him. He allows me to sit on his bed and I'm a little hesitant.

Though I can't deny that Namjoon's koala pajamas are adorable.

He smiles at me and gently grabs my hips and slides me further onto the bed, causing a yelp to jump from my throat.

"I'm not going to eat you." Namjoon chuckles. "You're much too fragile."

"I'm a tough girl!" I pout and cross my arms.

Namjoon lets out an airy chuckle and grabs the book from his bed, opening it on a page I recognize.

"These are fairytales."

"I know."

"Do you like them?"

Namjoon nods. "Very."

He hands me a couple of pillows and stuffs them beside his, smiling as he pats the space on the bed.

"Come on now, I won't bite."

"How can I be so sure?" I tease.

"You have to find out." Namjoon grins and flashes me a toothy grin.

The tension has disappeared slightly and I slide myself next to him, our sides touching as I turn to lay my chest against his arm.

His skin is warm and soft.

Very comfortable.

Namjoon's cheeks flush red and he hesitantly pulls his arm away. "You... You can get closer. Is... Is it okay if I do this?" He asks shyly, his arm laying around my shoulders to support my head.

I nod.

He instantly relaxes and gives me his dimpled smile, gently pulling my body slightly closer to his.

"Want me to read you to sleep?"

I nod again. His voice is slightly hoarse and husky from probably waking up, giving the situation a whole new attitude as he begins to read out loud.

His voice is deep and enchanting, alluring...

Just like the voice of earlier.

Taking a look at his face again, I rest my head against his shoulder, allowing my eyes to rest whilst my body embraces his warmth.

Though my night is not restless. A nightmare fills my vision and pulls me from his comfortable touch.

It's me. Just me. In the dark. The voice calls my name, over and over again, luring me closer.

I have no control over my body as my feet follow the voice to the staircase of the attic once again. I feel the wooden railing against my fingertips as the dark of the attic surrounds me.

I see a golden shimmer in the dark and my feet drag me towards it.

It's... a cage.

It has fancy markings all over it and the gold glows with some sort of black barrier around it.

The vision of the attic reduces and everything disappears. I'm left in black darkness with only the golden cage. Until behind it, two navy blue eyes open, glowing with hunger.

The voice comes from there. And I hear him speak.

"Come to me."

I shoot awake with a loud gasp, whining when my head bumps into someone else's.

Namjoon groans and holds his forehead, whining an apology.

What was he doing so close to my face?!

My eyes are wide in fear of the memory of my nightmare. I'm not sure if it's a memory or if it's returned, but I hear the voice call again multiple times, luring me to come towards it.

Namjoon smiles at me and rubs my arm. "Are you okay?"

I nod quickly and rub my head, easing the soft burn of our colliding skulls.

"Come on. Let's get ready. You have school today and I bet Yeosang will be happy to see you."

Yeosang!

How could I forget?! I promised to call him!

I shoot up from Namjoon's much too comfortable bed and quickly thank him for the night.

I hear him yell a "You're welcome", and I rush to my own room to shower and put on my uniform, which foes fit this time.

In half an hour I'm downstairs and watch with joy as the fighting tension from yesterday has completely faded.

Seokjin is smiling and making breakfast, the sound of sizzling bacon catching my attention.

My mouth begins to water already.

"How was your night, Jaein?" Jimin asks me once he notices my presence.

I want to tell the truth about the voice. I want to tell them about how Namjoon was so kind to me last night. But I also don't want to cause a conflict.

What should I do?

===💚===

I. Tell them about the voice
(??? Friendship ~)
(Seokjin friendship +)
(Jimin friendship +)
(Jungkook hatred ×)

II. Tell them about Namjoon
(Namjoon affection +)
(Seokjin friendship ~)
(Taehyung friendship -)

III. Tell them you slept well
(Namjoon affection & friendship -)
(??? Friendship +)
(Seokjin friendship ~)

Choose wisely, reader.

The heart on top shows which one is most likely to be affected by all of these choices.

🖤 = neutral
💚 = Namjoon
💜 = Jungkook
💙 = ???
💛 = Hoseok
❤ = Seokjin
💗 = Jimin
🍔 = Taehyung

I couldn't find an orange heart so I had to do the burger. You won't mind, he won't mind. He'll probably eat his own icon.

Stats:

Seokjin
50% friendship
23% affection

Taehyung
59% friendship
45% affection

Jimin
50% friendship
25% affection

Hoseok
50% friendship
50% hatred

Namjoon
40% friendship
35% affection

Jungkook
20% suspicion
20% hatred

???
4% friendship

NOTE

Affection cannot be raised if hatred is present in the stats. To fix it you must get hatred down to 0%.
Friendship cannot be raised if suspicion is present in the stats. To fix it you must get suspicion down to 0%.