..but I still want you // OT7 [COMPLETED]

22 || Making Logic

NAMJOON & SENA

ONE YEAR AGO

Namjoon POV

"I didn't expect to see you tonight." Sena states as she watches me place my duffel on the kitchen floor.

"My partner has an appointment she can't cancel early in the morning, so we thought it was best if I came home so that she could get some rest."

Tossing a piece of popcorn into her open mouth, Sena smiles softly at me. "I don't see how you two are able to go at it all weekend."

"Why don't you ever spend the night with your partner?" I question, wrapping my arms around my girlfriend in a loving back hug.

She eats another piece of popcorn before breaking away from my embrace in favor of taking a seat on the sofa. "I stopped seeing them a while ago."

"Did something happen?"

"I just outgrew the need." Sena drapes her throw over her legs and picks up the television remote.

I take a seat beside her. "You don't ever get aroused? Can't you feel him?"

"Not anymore. I didn't feel much anyway."

"Are you sure that he was your fated partner? I know my partner and I have a connection like-"

"Can we not talk about this anymore, Namjoon?" She raises her voice at the beginning of her question tapering it towards the end. "I'm trying to watch a movie."

"Do you mind if I watch it with you, Sena?"

She looks at me almost as if she can't believe I asked such a question. With a sniff and nose curl she replies "You should shower first. You smell like you have been screwing all weekend."

I nod without a word, dragging myself to the kitchen for my bag then heading to my bedroom. After sorting my dirty laundry, I grab a pair of clean boxers and make my way to the shower.

I replay my weekend with Amèlie as I bathe, a happy smile dancing its way across my face. Unspoken as it may be, she and I both know that our relationship extends beyond simply fated partners.

"Je t'aime, Namjoon. Je t'aime tellement."

Her sweet voice echoes in my head. I touch my kiss bruised lips, relishing in the way Amèlie's skin felt against them.

"Je t'aime tellement, mon amour."

Every touch from her fingertips felt like bliss to my skin. If I had my way, I would have never left Amèlie's apartment tonight..

.. or ever again.

Grabbing pajamas from my dresser after my shower, my ears pick up Sena's voice in a heated phone conversation. Her muted tone tries to quickly end the call most likely so that I won't hear.

"Yeah, well, that can't happen can it? I didn't know he was coming back early or I wouldn't have invited you over tonight!"

She pauses to allow the person at the end of the line to speak. Sena huffs, grumbling her next statement.

"I don't know why the fates mated me with a fucking man, but they did and I have to deal with it!"

The person at the other end raises their voice. It's not enough to hear what they are saying, but I am able to make out that the voice is female.

Sena is arguing with another woman.

"I just don't.." She stops to take a few deep breaths. "Maybe this is a sign that you and I should keep our relationship just as it is. Succours aren't supposed to be.. more."