Friends Or Lovers?

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~Yoongi's POV~

I'm scared.

Namjoon hasn't been picking up my calls, he hasn't read any of my texts and he turned off his location. What do I do? I can't look for him without knowing where to start.

"God dammit Namjoon-ah...."

I should ask Seokjin where he went, he was with him last after all.

~Third person POV~

Yoongi walked out of his room and towards Seokjin's room leaving him knocking on the door. He was trying his best to not bang on the door, he just couldn't let his emotions get the best of him.

After a little while he heard a muffled 'come in' and stepped in while taking a few quiet deep breaths.

He went over and sat down on the edge of Seokjin's bed. Recently he has picked up the habit to fiddle with his fingers whenever he's nervous or embarrassed, thanks to Namjoon of course.

~Yoongi's POV~

I'm fiddling with my fingers while Seokjin-Hyung is looking at me with slight concern. I don't think he knows but I still want to ask.

"Uhm...do you know where Namjoon went by any chance?..."

I keep my head facing the floor. I don't want him to see the look on my face, he would probably be disgusted by it.

"I don't think so Yoongi-ah...why? Do you need to talk to him?" I keep looking down.

Why am I like this?

I never felt like this before.....

ESPECIALLY for a guy......

Something is wrong with me...

"Well...maybe? It's just about work really..." he nods and looks at his phone. "He turned off his location but I think it showed me the last place he went to before that, maybe he's still there."

A wave of relief floods over me.

Thank god he's okay

I think...

"Ah! It says that the last place he went to was the xxxxx-xxx hotel, maybe you can check there." He looks at me with a wide grin, I thank him continuously until I left to go to the hotel.

~Namjoon's POV~

I look down at my arms. Cold red blood is running down to the floor. Each trickle of blood has its own cut...clean cut.

I rinse off my arms and wrap them up with gauze...very poorly. Soon enough I hear a knock on my door.

~a few moments earlier Yoongi's POV~

I made it to the hotel Seokjin said Namjoon would be at. I head over to the receptionist in hopes that she doesn't know me.

"Hi uhm I have a quick question...by chance do you know what room 'Kim Namjoon' is in?" Thankfully she responds and says that he is on the 5th floor. That means that I have to take the elevator and although it is better, it takes awhile.

I sigh as I stand in the corner of the elevator waiting for the number 5 to show up so that I can leave and look for Namjoon.

Alas the elevator begins its stop to my floor. I rush out of the elevator and run down every hallway there is on that floor.

"Kim Namjoon...Kim Namjoon.....Kim Namjoon.......Kim Namjoon..."

I finally found his room and carefully knock on his door. I wait for a bit...and a little longer...and a..little longer.

I knocked on the door again.

~Namjoon's POV~

I open the door and see who it is. And without even saying anything, my first reaction was to shut the door but he got in and kinda pushed me during that moment.

I look at him and put my arms behind my back.

"H-Hyung, what are you doing here?..." I try and keep my voice steady. Instead, I am met with a glare in his eyes.

"Kim. Namjoon. You sir. Have a lot of explaining to do."

~Author's Note~
Hi guys!! I hope you are liking this series, I am getting a 4 day weekend!! And you know what that means? I can upload more chapters!!! :D
Anyways, I will try to upload at least 2 chapters during my 4 day weekend.

I love you guys!!💜✨