Hello Neighbour

Unwanted helper.

Y/N's POV :

-,,Namjoon" I sighed. ,,Don't look too deep into it. He's just trying to help".

Namjoon stared at me furious but took a deep breath in, trying to calm down and continued speaking.

-,,I just don't want him to take you away from me Y/N".

I opened my mouth, wanting to say something but no words came out. Didn't he trust me?

-,,Joon" I said and hugged him. ,,I don't want anyone other then you, please trust me".

-,,Why would you even want someone like me?" Namjoon sniffled, tears beginning to form in his eyes.

I felt my own tears begin to form after hearing that sentence. My heart shattered.

-,,Namjoon, you are amazing. You're handsome, caring, a gentleman" I spoke whilst ignoring the pain in my throat, from trying not to cry. ,,Ever since I met you, you've been nothing but kind to me, and I really love the way you make me feel safe and worthy of love".

Namjoon smiled, wiping the tears from his face. He grabbed my cheek with his hand and pulled me in for a kiss. I could taste his salty tears on my lips but I didn't care. I loved the way he made me feel, the way no one else had ever made me feel. Our kiss slowly deepened but then we heard the door creak.

We broke the kiss and both turned to the door. It was Jimin, he entered the room awkwardly and we all stood there in silence for a brief moment.

-,,Can we help you?" Namjoon asked, clearly irritated after the interruption.

-,,Umm I just wanted to ask you a couple of questions" Jimin said stroking the back of his neck with his hand. ,,Can you come to the living room?"

Namjoon and I looked at each other, waiting for one of us to answer.

-,,Okay" I answered and the three of us walked out the room, and into the living room. I admired the colorful paintings on the walls as we walked. Hoshiko told me her mother was a painter, and had painted all of the paintings in the mansion. One painting in particular caught my eye. It was a naked woman, with paint splattered all over her petite body. The woman had a flower attached to her neck instead of a head. It looked a bit weird but I liked it. In the bottom right corner of the painting, was a signature. Akari Tanaka, 1998. Namjoon and I sat down on a blue fluffy couch and Jimin sat down in front of us, on a bit smaller blue couch. There was a small wooden coffee table dividing us. It was like his interrogation room at the police station, just a bit more cozy.

-,,Okay, I'm gonna need you two to give me all the information you have gotten from Hoshiko about this house, alright?" Jimin said whilst holding a notepad in his hand. Namjoon and I just nodded back.

-,,Does anyone else, other then Hoshiko have a key to this house?" Jimin asked, not taking his eyes off of me.

-,,I don't think so" I answered. ,,I know that her grandfather has a key to this house but she didn't mention anyone else".

-,,Okay" Jimin said and wrote something down on his notepad. He then looked up from his notepad, looked me up and down and licked his lips.

I looked at Namjoon, who didn't seem to notice anything weird. Was the cop really flirting with me? At a time like this?

-,,Did Hoshiko know Melissa?" Jimin then asked, still staring at me.

-,,I doubt it" I answered.

-,,Alright".

And that's how we spent the evening. Jimin asked us all kinds of questions about Hoshiko and Melissa. I think he was trying to find a connection between the two but to be honest, I think I am the connection. Why would Melissa attack Hoshiko out of nowhere? I laid alone in bed and started to tear up at the thought of Hoshiko's bloody body. I tried my best not to make any noise, I didn't want Namjoon to see me cry.

I left the bedroom and walked into the closest bathroom I could find. It was unlocked, so I entered, assuming no one else was in the bathroom.

-,,What are you doing here, beautiful?" Jimin asked and I quickly covered my eyes with my hands.

-,,God I'm so sorry Jimin I didn't know you were in here" I squeaked and slowly uncovered my eyes. He was only wearing a towel around his waist, and I admired his wet body from the bottom to the top. His wet hair made him look even more hot.

-,,There's this thing called knocking, you know?" He said smirking.

-,,And there's also this thing called a lock" I rolled my eyes and grabbed the doorknob, wanting to leave when I felt a bigger hand grab onto mine.

-,,Why leave so soon, kitty?" Jimin asked with puppy dog eyes.

-,,B-because y-you're naked!" I uttered and smacked his hand off of mine.

-,,I'm not naked, naked" he said and smiled. ,,Besides, you probably prefer me this way don't you noona?"

Noona!? Who did he think he was!?

-,,I'm not your noona! In fact, I am younger then you, so you are an oppa to me, but I'm not a noona!" I hissed at him angrily.

-,,I just tricked you into calling me oppa, baby" he winked at me. I left the bathroom as fast as I could and slammed the door behind me.

-,,Woah what happened" Namjoon questioned.

-,,I-" I started speaking but my voice was cut off by a deeper one.

-,,Y/N, why did you leave so soon?" Jimin said as he opened the door, revealing his almost naked self to Namjoon.

-,,I see how it is" Namjoon sighed and walked away.

-,,No no no wait! It's not what it looks like!" I shouted as I ran after him. He was heading for the door when I grabbed his hand to stop him.

-,,Was everything you said earlier a lie?" He stammered, still holding the door knob.

-,,No no I can explain! Joon please listen to me!" I cried as I tried to keep him in the house a little longer.

-,,I don't think anything needs to be explained Y/N" he said pulling the door knob. ,,Talk to me when you're in the right state of mind" were the last words I heard before he walked out the house, slamming the door.

-,,Damn, trouble in paradise?" I heard someone say behind me.