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Warning: Mentions of self-harm and suicide.
-Namjoon-
I received a text from a close friend of mine- Jackson. He wanted to meet up to talk, I was quick to answer back. Yes. Of course Hyung. I know Jackson's been down lately and hopefully meeting up will brighten his day at least a little.
I park my car at his apartment and knock on the door. He answers the door looking down. "Hey Hyung, you okay?" "J-just fine." We walk in and sit on the couch. I notice a half empty bottle of wine on the table. "Jackson, have you been drinking?" "Yeah." "Jackson, It's one in the afternoon you don't need this."
I take the bottle over to a shelf and put it on the top shelf. "Namjoon-ah, I can't reach that." "That's the point you should be drinking this early in the day." Jackson looks at the ground. "Hyung?" He looks up, he begins crying. "Hyung, what's wrong?"
It took a minute to get him to calm down. I've loved Jackson for a long time. It breaks me seeing him this way. "Joonie, can we watch a movie and cuddle in bed?" "Whatever you want to do. I'll do it." I went towards the kitchen. "Let's make some popcorn and get some chips." "Okay."
We laid down in his bed, turning on A Way Station. (A/N: It's such a good movie. I suggest everyone watches.) He instantly cuddles into my side, my arm instinctively wrapping around his waist.
When the movie ended he turned off the TV, laying back down. "Can we still cuddle? I feel a bit lonely." "Sure, if you wanna. Just let me use the bathroom first, okay?" "Okay." I was quick to use the bathroom and get back to him.
When I get back he's sitting on the edge of the bed. "Joonie?" "Yeah?" "C-can I show you something?" "Sure." He stands in front of me. He pulls his shirt off and I look away. Now isn't the time for dirty thoughts. "Joon-ah, I..." I turn to him and instantly gasp. There's cuts across his stomach and arms.
"Jackson!" He begins crying again. I hold out my arms and he climbs onto me. I gently rub his back as he cries into my neck. "Hyung, why did you do this?" "I don't want to live anymore. Nobody would care if I..." "I would care... Jackson I love you." I carry him to the bed.
I cuddle him, he needs it. "Namjoon-ah, do you really love me?" "Yeah." "More than friends?" "Yeah. I want you to be mine. I want to help you get better and stop hurting yourself." He rolls over so we're facing each other. "Ca-can I go home with you?" "Yeah, but let's stay here tonight." He cuddles into my chest. I gently bring my lips to his forehead. "Are you hungry, I can order some pizza?" "Pineapple and pepperoni?" "Of course."
The door bell rings and i get up to answer it. I carried the pizza to the bedroom. "Thanks Joon-ah." "No problem Hyung." He took a piece, eating it in a few bites. I chuckle at the adorableness.
After eating, we cuddle in bed. "Do you want to sleep Hyung?" "Yes, Joon-ah." "Then let's sleep." "Good night Joon-ah." "Good night Hyung."
-Jackson (3 months later)-
"Joon-ah, I want a kiss." Namjoon leaned down, pecking my fore head. "Nooo, a real kiss." He leans down, connecting our lips. I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him closer.
"Joonie, I love you." "I love you too." "You have to go don't you?" "Yeah, but I only have a morning schedule. I'll be back around noon." "Then we can eat lunch together?" "Sure, but Jin Hyung's here to pick me up. I have to go." "Bye Joonie."
I sigh as he walks out the door. The days were always hard. I missed Namjoon all the time. It was hard to find company these past few days with Mark being in America and Bam Bam being in thailand with their families.
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