The cozy atmosphere of the small, independent bookstore felt like a warm embrace to Yn as she browsed the shelves. The scent of aged paper and coffee lingered in the air, mixing with the low hum of soft music playing in the background. Yn had always loved this place—it was her sanctuary. As she wandered through the aisles, she reached up to adjust her glasses for what felt like the hundredth time that day.

"Ugh, these things are always slipping," she muttered, pushing them up the bridge of her nose. Just as she began to set the book she was holding back on the shelf, she heard a soft snap, followed by the faint tinkling noise of something hitting the floor.

Her heart sank. "No, no, no!" she exclaimed, crouching down to search for her glasses. They had fallen to the floor, and as she reached for them, she saw that they were broken in half, with one of the lenses popped out.

Yn groaned, holding the pieces up to her face. Without her glasses, the world around her turned into a blurred mess of colors and shapes. "Great," she sighed, blinking hard as if that would somehow improve her vision.

Determined to salvage her dignity, Yn began to gather her things and make her way out of the store. But in her haste, she misjudged the distance to the nearest bookshelf and stumbled, crashing right into something solid. No, not something—someone.

"Oof!" she exclaimed, nearly toppling over from the impact. Strong hands grabbed her shoulders, steadying her before she could fall.

"Are you okay?" a deep voice asked, sounding genuinely concerned.

Yn squinted up at the figure in front of her, but all she could see was a vague, blurry outline. "Um, yeah, I’m fine. My glasses just… broke," she mumbled, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over her.

The man chuckled softly. "I noticed. Here, let me help you." He crouched down beside her, helping to gather the pieces of her broken glasses.

"Thanks… um… I’m sorry, I can’t really see you," Yn admitted, fumbling with the broken frames.

The man handed her the pieces, his fingers brushing lightly against hers as he did so. "That’s okay. I’m Namjoon," he said, his voice warm and friendly.

"Nice to meet you, Namjoon," Yn replied, smiling despite herself. She tried to put the glasses back together, though they were now crooked and missing a lens. "You don’t happen to work here, do you?"

Namjoon chuckled again. "No, just a fellow book lover."

Yn sighed in relief, adjusting the one-lensed glasses on her face. "Well, that’s a relief. I thought I might get in trouble for breaking my glasses here."

Namjoon grinned, watching her struggle with the crooked frames. "You know, there’s a little optical shop just down the street. They might be able to fix those for you."

"Yeah, I’ll definitely have to stop by," Yn said, squinting again, trying to get a better look at Namjoon’s face. But all she could make out was a blurred silhouette. "Thanks for your help, Namjoon. I’d love to stick around and chat, but I should probably go before I bump into any more strangers."

Namjoon smiled. "How about I walk you to the optical shop? You know, to make sure you don’t bump into anyone else."

Yn hesitated, a little surprised by his offer. But something about Namjoon’s easygoing nature made her feel comfortable, so she nodded. "That would be great, actually. I could definitely use the help."

As they left the bookstore together, Namjoon walked beside Yn, making sure she didn’t trip over anything. They started chatting, and Yn quickly found herself drawn in by Namjoon’s charm. He had a natural way of making people feel at ease, and his quick wit kept her laughing as they strolled down the street.

"So, what were you reading before your glasses had an unfortunate encounter with gravity?" Namjoon asked, glancing over at her.

Yn smiled sheepishly. "It was a fantasy novel. I’m kind of a sucker for anything with dragons or magic."

"Me too," Namjoon said with a grin. "There’s something about getting lost in a different world that’s just… comforting, you know?"

"Exactly!" Yn exclaimed, happy to find someone who shared her passion. "It’s like an escape, but also a way to see things from a new perspective. Sometimes I wish I could just step into those worlds for real."

Namjoon nodded. "I get that. Books have a way of making you feel like you’re part of something bigger, like you’re living a thousand lives instead of just one."

They continued to talk about their favorite books and authors, sharing recommendations and swapping stories about their most memorable reading experiences. Yn found herself laughing more than she had in a long time, and Namjoon’s genuine interest in her thoughts made her feel special, even if she still couldn’t quite see his face.

When they arrived at the optical shop, Namjoon waited patiently while Yn had her glasses repaired. The shopkeeper was quick, and within minutes, Yn stepped out with her newly fixed glasses perched on her nose. She blinked a few times, adjusting to the sharp, clear world around her.

And then she saw him—really saw him.

Standing there with a casual, yet confident posture, Namjoon looked every bit as handsome as she’d imagined. But it wasn’t just his looks that caught her off guard; it was the sudden realization of who he was.

“Wait…” Yn stared at him, her heart skipping a beat. “You’re… *Namjoon*? Like… BTS’s RM?”

Namjoon’s face lit up with a smile as he nodded. “Guilty as charged.”

Yn’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t even realize—I mean, I couldn’t *see*—” She felt a wave of heat rush to her face, thoroughly mortified that she had been so casual with one of the biggest stars in the world.

Namjoon laughed, the sound rich and full of warmth. “Don’t worry about it. Honestly, it was kind of nice not being recognized right away. I got to just be… me.”

Yn bit her lip, trying to process everything. “I can’t believe this… I was so casual with you! I didn’t even know…”

“And that’s exactly what I liked about it,” Namjoon said, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “It’s refreshing to meet someone who isn’t nervous or overwhelmed by who I am. Besides, I was the one who offered to help, remember?”

“Well, yeah, but… you’re *RM*,” Yn said, still struggling to wrap her head around the situation.

“And you’re Yn,” Namjoon replied smoothly. “A fellow book lover with a fantastic taste in stories.”

Yn couldn’t help but laugh, some of her embarrassment fading away as she saw how relaxed and genuine Namjoon was. “You’re really easy to talk to, you know that?”

Namjoon smiled softly, his eyes meeting hers with a sincerity that made Yn’s heart flutter. “I could say the same about you.”

They stood there for a moment, the world around them fading into the background as they shared a quiet connection. Yn found herself feeling a little shy under Namjoon’s gaze, but there was also a warmth there that made her feel… safe.

“So,” Namjoon said, breaking the silence but not the mood. “How about we don’t let this day end just yet? There’s a cute little café around the corner. I’d love to treat you to some coffee. We can talk more about our favorite books… or anything else that comes to mind.”

Yn felt a smile tug at her lips, her heart beating a little faster. The idea of spending more time with Namjoon was incredibly appealing, and not just because he was a superstar. There was something genuine about him, something that made her want to get to know him better.

“I’d like that,” she said, her voice soft but filled with warmth.

Namjoon’s smile widened, and he offered her his arm. “Shall we?”

Yn took his arm, and together they walked to the nearby café. The small, cozy space was filled with the scent of freshly brewed coffee and the soft chatter of other patrons. They found a quiet corner, ordered their drinks, and continued their conversation.

As they talked, Yn found herself getting lost in Namjoon’s stories, his deep voice wrapping around her like a comforting blanket. He was thoughtful and introspective, but also had a playful side that made her laugh until her sides hurt. And the way he listened—really listened—made her feel like the most important person in the room.

Hours passed without them even noticing. The sky outside had darkened, and the café was beginning to quiet down as the evening settled in. But neither of them was in a hurry to leave. There was something magical about this day, something that neither of them wanted to let go of just yet.

Finally, as the café prepared to close, Namjoon glanced at Yn, a thoughtful expression on his face. “Yn, I’ve had a really great time today. More than I expected, honestly.”

“Me too,” Yn agreed, feeling a little sad that their day was coming to an end.
Namjoon hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward slightly. “How about we make this a regular thing? I mean, not just bumping into each other"

Namjoon hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward slightly. “How about we make this a regular thing? I mean, not just bumping into each other in bookstores, but… real dates? I’d love to get to know you better, Yn.”

Yn blinked, her heart skipping a beat at his words. “You… you want to go on a date with me?” She couldn’t help the surprised tone in her voice. It wasn’t every day that someone like Namjoon asked her out.

Namjoon smiled, a hint of shyness in his expression that made him even more endearing. “Yeah, I do. You’re easy to talk to, and I’ve had so much fun today. I’d love to see where this could go.”

A warm, fluttering feeling spread through Yn’s chest. This day had already been full of surprises, but this was by far the best one. She couldn’t help but smile back at him, her earlier nervousness melting away. “I’d really like that, too.”

Namjoon’s smile widened, and he looked genuinely relieved. “Great. How about this weekend? We could grab dinner, maybe go for a walk… or check out another bookstore if you’re up for it.”

Yn laughed softly. “Dinner sounds perfect. And maybe we can sneak in a bookstore visit afterward.”

“It’s a date, then,” Namjoon said, his eyes lighting up with excitement. “I’ll pick you up at seven?”

“Seven it is,” Yn agreed, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation bubbling up inside her.

They exchanged numbers as they stood near an alleyway a lil away from prudent eyes.

As they stood to leave, Namjoon walked her to the door, his hand brushing lightly against the small of her back in a way that made her skin tingle. The evening air was cool, and Yn couldn’t help but feel like she was walking on clouds.

When they reached the street corner where they’d first met, Namjoon turned to her, his gaze soft and warm. “I’m really glad you broke your glasses today,” he said with a playful grin.

Yn laughed, shaking her head. “Me too. I guess some accidents aren’t so bad after all.”

Namjoon’s smile softened, and for a moment, they simply stood there, the city bustling around them as if in a different world entirely. He hesitated for just a second, then leaned down to press a gentle kiss to Yn’s cheek. The gesture was sweet, tender, and filled with promise.

“I’ll see you this weekend, Yn,” he murmured, his breath warm against her skin.

Yn nodded, her voice caught in her throat as she smiled up at him. “See you then, Namjoon.”

With one last, lingering look, Namjoon turned and walked down the street, glancing back once to wave before disappearing around the corner. Yn stood there for a moment, touching the spot on her cheek where his lips had just been, feeling like she was floating.

As she walked home that night, the world around her seemed to shimmer with new possibilities. The day had been a whirlwind of surprises, but it had ended in the most unexpected, wonderful way. Yn couldn’t stop the smile that spread across her face as she replayed the day’s events in her mind, especially that final moment when Namjoon had asked her out.

She was already looking forward to the weekend, and as she finally reached her apartment, she couldn’t help but laugh at how everything had turned out. Who would have thought that breaking her glasses in a bookstore would lead to something so amazing?

But then again, life had a funny way of bringing people together in the most unexpected of ways. And as Yn settled in for the night, she knew one thing for certain—this was just the beginning of something truly special.

(This era of Joonie has my heart💜)
-The End-