Hello Neighbour

Almost Over.

Y/N's POV :
3 days had passed with no call from Jimin. Namjoon and I enjoyed our time in Busan and went on many cute little dates to try taking our minds off of everything that has been happening. I tried my best to not think about my mother even though she did pop up in my mind sometimes. Everytime I would start thinking about her, I would try getting rid of her from my brain. But I just couldn't. She was my mom after all. It was hard for me to believe that she'd do something so horrible just to get me back home. I would cry at night while revisiting all my amazing past memories from when I was a kid, with my mom, while Namjoon slept. I really did not want him to worry, I had caused him enough trouble already.

Namjoon was making lunch in the kitchen while I laid in bed and did my homework. Having online classes wasn't the worst but I did miss studying with my best friend George, at the university's library. I smiled as I started thinking about the time George snuck iced coffee into the library and spilled it over his books which caused him trouble with the librarian. It had been almost 7 months since I came to Seoul but it truly had felt like forever.

I really love it here I thought to myself as I wrote some notes down for my science class.

-,,Y/N, the food is ready!" I heard Namjoon shout from the kitchen.

-,,Coming!" I shouted back and put my books and notepad away. I walked into the kitchen and smiled at the food on the table in front of me.

-,,Now what is this, Joon?" I asked him with a smile on my face.

-,,Jajangmyeon" he answered proudly as I studied the black noodles in front of me. ,,It's traditionally a Chinese dish but we like to eat it here in Korea too".

-,,It looks tasty!" I said and sat down at the table. Namjoon sat down next to me and we both began eating the food.

-,,Woah this tastes amazing!" I said with my mouth full of food. Namjoon just laughed.

-,,I'm glad you like it".

After eating, I washed the dishes and hummed a tune. Shortly after I had started, my humming was interrupted by Namjoon's ringtone.

-,,Hello?" I heard Namjoon say from the living room as he picked up.

I turned around and faced him, raising an eyebrow. His eyes widened and I saw him mouth ,,it's Jimin" to me. I opened my mouth and made an "oh" expression and nodded. I then left the dish I was washing in the sink and slowly walked to where Namjoon was seated on the couch. I sat down next to him and watched as he held his phone up to his ear.

-,,Actually Jimin, Y/N is here now, is it okay if I put you on speaker mode?"

Namjoon then put the phone on speaker and put it on the coffee table.

-,,Hello Y/N" Jimin said.

-,,Any news?" I asked him.

-,,Well" I heard a shaky sigh on the other line. ,,Unfortunately, we can't arrest your mom since we don't have any evidence other then Melissa's statement".

-,,O-okay" I breathed out, feeling disappointed. ,,Anything else?"

-,,We have arrested Melissa, and she will most likely be put into a maximum security prison after court" he explained.

-,,Woah woah woah, has her court date been decided already?" I asked, genuinely curious. Even though Melissa was a bad woman, and a bitch too, I couldn't help but feel pity.

-,,Not yet" Jimin answered. ,,But we're working on it".

-,,What does this mean for us?" Namjoon asked.

-,,Well you guys will be pretty much free now" Jimin answered. ,,But Y/N, as a detective I think it would be a wise choice to get a restriction order for you".

-,,Why would I need a restriction order?" I asked nervously while biting down on my nails.

-,,So you can stay safe from your mom".

Silence

I stayed quiet and Namjoon grabbed my hand, starting to gently rub circles on my palm to help calm me down. I felt my eyes get watery and soon enough tears started to fall.

-,,I think it's the best choice" Namjoon said to me softly.

-,,I agree" Jimin said on the other line. ,,You don't have to make the decision now, but please consider it".

I nodded even though he couldn't see me.

-,,I'll think about it, thank you for everything Jimin" I sniffled.

-,,No need to thank me, it's my job" he said before hanging up the phone.

Namjoon pulled me in for a hug and it was as if tears started pouring automatically. Was this really my life? Was this reality?

-,,It'll be okay, everything will be okay" Namjoon whispered in my ear and gently caressed my back. ,,It's almost over now".

-,,Yeah" I cried softly. ,,Almost over".