NamJin Oneshots(Part 192)by KIMSEOKJINLIFE
⚠️SeokJin is 18, NamJoon is 22⚠️
And now I'm trying to update two times a week...
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SeokJin's Pov:
"I won't accept it!" My Appa shouts at me.
"You can't change who I am, Appa!" I shout back, a few tears rolling down my face.
"Get out." I look up at my Appa, shocked.
"W-What?" I ask
"Pack your shit and get out! He shouts. I shove past him and run up to my room. I start packing my things, as I cry. What am I going to do? My whole family is homophobic. Am I supposed to stay on the street?
I finish packing my things in a backpack, and leave the house. I managed to grab the money I was saving, for college. It's only $10,000, but it should last me a while. Or not.
I walk down a deserted street, trying to find a hotel. Someone grabs my arm and pulls me to the ground.
"What was that for?!" I ask. A few men gather around me, and one takes my backpack and searches through it. "Hey, give that back!"
One of the men punch me across the face. Another begins kicking me in the stomach and ribs. I swear I hear something crack. They finally leave, taking my backpack with them. Now I really have nothing. I slowly stand, and limp over to the wall. I sit down, and burst into tears. I wanna go home.
"Hey, are you alright?" Someone asks. I look up at the man, and he gasps.
"What happened to you?!" He exclaims. I shake my head, too weak to speak. The man helps me stand.
"I'll take you to my house, and get you patched up. Okay?" He says. He helps me walk a block to his house. When we get inside, he makes me sit on his couch. "I'll be right back."
He returns with a first aid kit. He sits, and I allow him to clean my wounds. "Does anything else hurt?"
I point to my ribs. He gently lifts my shirt, and gasps. "We need to get you to a hospital. It's broken, and we want it to heal correctly."
"I-I can't go to a hospital." I whisper.
"Why not?" He asks."C-Cause Appa works there." I sniffle.
"Your Appa can help you then." He looks at me, confused.
"He won't." I burst into tears again.
"Don't cry." The man rubs my back. "What's wrong?"
"H-He made me pack m-my things a-and leave the house, 'cause he doesn't w-want a-a faggot for a son!" I sob.
"He disowned you?" NamJoon asks. I nod, and wipe my eyes on my sleeve.
"A-And the men on the street, they stole everything I had. The money that I had, and my clothes." I cry. "I just wanna go home!"
"It'll be okay. I'm NamJoon. You'll be staying with me, until you can get back on your feet." The man says.
"I'm SeokJin." I wipe my eyes. "You don't have to let me stay here. I can find a place."
"I insist." He says. "Now let's get you to the hospital."
*2 Months Later*
"Hyung, I did it!" I exclaim as I walk into the house.
"Did what Jin?" NamJoon asks.
"I got an acceptance letter from the college I waned to go to. It was my second choice, but it's still really good!" I smile.
"Hmm. Why don't you take a look at the mail over there." He smiles. I pick up a letter, addressed to me.
"Is this...." My eyes widen as I read the name of my dream school.
"Read the letter." He says. I open the envelope, and take the letter out.
"A-Accepted?!" I exclaim. "I really did it?!"
"Congratulations Jinnie!" Namjoon grins. "You've worked hard, and earned it."
"I'm so excited!" I grin. My smile slowly fades after a moment.
"What wrong?" He asks.
"The college is in America. If I go, I'll have to leave you." I frown.
"It'll be lonely without you, but you deserve this SeokJin. Prove your Appa wrong." He says. "I'll always have a place for you to stay. I'll even visit you if you'd like."
"Y-You'd really do that?" I ask.
"Of course I would." He smiles.
*1 Year Later*
I stand at the airport, waiting for NamJoon's plane to land. Over the past few months, we've talked about dating each other. He said he didn't want to do long distance though.
"SeokJin!" Someone shouts. As soon as I turn around, my lips connect with NamJoons. He pulls me close to his body, and pulls away from the kiss.
"I missed you baby." He mumbles. "And I don't mind doing long distance. As long as I can call you mine."
"You're so sweet hyungie." I grin. "I'd love to be yours.""Good. It wasn't a choice." He nuzzles his face into my neck, kissing the skin.
"W-What was that for hyung?" I ask. He's never kissed me before.
"I love you Joonie hyung." I mumble.
"I love you too baby."
