Namjoon Likes Black Girls • Namjoon Centric •

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I sat in the back seat of the car that they came in after the police said that they'd handle it from there and after everything has been tested, I can have my stuff back. But until then, I was just in my booty shorts and hoodie, barefoot in the backseat beside Yoongi on the way to a place I've never been before.

I just looked at my phone anxiously, knowing that I'll eventually have to talk to my mom. And she'd go insane if she heard what happened. I'm thinking that... I won't tell her. I'm okay now, I'm safe and I don't want her to force me to come home, probably restrict me from even thinking about SK ever again. When I go home, I wanna know that I can come back if I wanted to. So... I won't tell her.

"We're here!" Jungkook cheered, obviously the only person excited since it was like 2am. We drove through gates that were previously locked. And soon up to a large- a vERY large mini mansion.

"You live here??? The hell... your music must be fire." I gasped and stared out the window. The three of them whispered to each other after that.

"I-It's my parent's place... I stay here rarely since I usually live with the guys. So you can live here comfortably." Namjoon smiled as he stepped out of the car. Jungkook jogged around after Yoongi opened the door for me, and leaned down to let me on his back, which is how I got to the car in the first place.

Namjoon lead the way to the entrance, it was so dark and I was so tired... I could barely see anything. I feel really bad for bothering these guys though. Jin already said that they worked all day and then I call them in the middle of the night and they run to my rescue, regardless of the small amount of rest they've had.

I nuzzled my face into the back of Jungkook's shirt just trying to forget what's going on. The soft, gentle smell of the familiar scent of Downy laundry detergent emitting from Jungkook's clothes really helped. But then, we walked into a house, and the smell of sweet cinnamon apple pie overtook the previous smell, making me lift my head up.

"I-I hope that living here won't make you uncomfortable since it's new... but this is my home." Namjoon smiled and shyly brought his hands together. Jungkook very slowly put me down and made sure I was stable before letting me go. Yoongi wasn't standing with them, so I'm assuming that he stayed in the car.

It was hard for me to get any words out. The bags under Namjoon's eyes, Jungkook yawning the whole drive here, Yoongi actually falling asleep in the car. Namjoon's smile turned into nervous brows and straight lips.

"Is this okay?" He asked, referring to the house.

"I...I'm sorry." I looked at the ground, not wanting to see their confused faces. "I'm sorry that I got you in trouble earlier, Jungkook. I'm sorry that I allowed him to disobey you, Namjoon. I'm sorry that I woke all three of you up in the middle of the night when you've already had a hard day." I shoved my hands in my hoodie pockets and stared down at my wiggling toes. "I didn't wanna burden anyone to feel like they needed to help me... which is why I travel alone..."

"You didn't get me in trouble." Jungkook giggled. "I get me in trouble."

"Yeah, Jungkook knows better, he just got excited. But I told you already that if you need help, call me. It doesn't matter when or why. These two were up already and came along to help. You're here to enjoy your trip, not get bothered by strange people." Namjoon shrugged with a smile.

"Don't um be sorry, Zaina. You're okay!" Jungkook gave me two thumbs up. I couldn't help but break a smile. "We're best friends. Wake me up uh all.. time." He looked at Namjoon who nodded until the end where they both laughed. Which lead me to let out a chuckle as well.

"Come on." Namjoon held open his arms, tapping his chest with a smug nod. I looked away but walked towards him anyway. He wrapped his arms around me, basically curling around me, not even letting me hug him back because he was holding my arms down. "Don't apologize anymore. You didn't do anything, at all." His voice was low as he spoke near my ear. Jungkook laughed something behind me and one of Namjoon's arm moved to wave him over.

"Hyung never hugs us... I'm... zealo-"

"Jealous." Namjoon chuckled.

"Ze-"

"Jeal. Ous."

"...Z-

"He means jealous." They both just gave up and Jungkook joined our hug. He was the first to step away, Namjoon following.

"I'm go to uh car..." Jungkook watched for Namjoon's approval. He spoke to Jungkook with a smile and gave him a wave. "Bye bye!" Jungkook waved with both hands before waddling out of the door.

"I hope you don't mind if I stay." Namjoon brought my attention back to him.

"It's your house, dude. You can do what you want." I smiled. He nodded with a chuckle.

"Well... I can show you all of the rooms, and you can pick which one you'd like to stay in." He seemed very excited to do so. I nodded quickly and he held my hand to lead me away.

He lead me all around the house, up and down stairs, all to multiple rooms that looked basically identical. I happened to catch a glimpse of the kitchen and dining room which were actually very homey looking, with the theme clearly being tan and dark brown, with the occasional autumn dusty red accent. Behind the living room was a sliding door which showed me a large pool.

"You have a pool??" I gasped.

"Yeah, I do." He chuckled and covered his mouth. "Do you like to swim?" I quickly shook my head and it made him laugh.

"I'm black. I spend too long and too much money on my hair to get it wet, therefore, I don't swim." I explained simply. I saw him look towards my hair to see the bonnet. "It's in the bonnet right now, I have to protect the moisture."

"I want to learn more about your hair, I've always wondered what type of routine you'd have with that texture." He actually seemed genuinely interested.

"Oh don't get me started." I laughed.