In The Closet. [READER × KIM NAMJOON]

_8_ Heartbeats

"What do you mean he's sick? I didn't yelled that much that he already have fever"

Gosh I hate myself. That actually was my fault.

"Well you know you both were so angry at each other. But we can't replace you we don't have enough time. And the D-day's tomorrow." Said BaekhyunSunbae on phone

"But he asked me to leave. And I left. I can't do anything"

"Yes you can. Go to him and tell him you're participating. He's already having a bad time he won't say no Y/N"

What ? Why!

"But-" i tried to reason out

"No buts nuts. You are on the team and that's it. Go and tell him or me and Jungkook won't talk to you" and he hung up.

I bet jungkook was nodding by his side.

After that argument I calmed myself with a hot shower and realised that it was my mistake. Namjoon was right about time being precious especially in these kind of quizzes. I guess I just wanted to take out frustration of his behaviour. But that was his fault. One day he's rude next day he's sweet then again arrogant. What am supposed to do with his insane mood swings.
And he told me that I wasn't worth his time. That hurted so much I don't know why but I felt the pain like someone died.

Now Sunbae called me just now and told me that Namjoon is sick and he's absent. I didn't had any mood to see his face today so I told taehyung I'm taking a day off too.

I concluded it's my fault for arguing back to a professor and got ready to go to his home. And because only one day is left and I'm the only hope I don't want to act egoistic.

I bought some apples and walked down the street to the bus stop. His house wasn't that far. That day Taehyung told me where they all three lived so I knew the address.

I rang the doorbell standing on the doorstep with my heart beating fast. It's so awkward to visit your professor's apartment without any notice just to say sorry. I was so nervous to face him after what happened yesterday.

After 2-3 long minutes the door opened. And he looked so sick. His eyes were baggy and little red like his nose. His perfectly gelled hair were all messed up covering his forehead and brows. White lips drained of blood. He wore white sweaters and looked like a ghost on hunger strike.

Yesterday he looked so fine like wine but today he looked like a complete different person.

"You're planning on coming in or staying outside? I don't have energy to stand at door any longer" his voice was hoarse and drained of energy.

"Sorry" and I went in ignoring the blantness given his state.

His apartment looked small from outside but it was spacious.
He locked the door back and I sat on couch following him. He can barely walk.

"So?" He looked at me with tired eyes.

"I'm sorry for the yesterday sir. I was out of line. I shouldn't have talked that way" I felt at relief after saying those words

"That's why you're here?"

My looked down

"BaekhyunSunbae called me and told me about your fever. I'm really sorry sir it happened this way. I take my words back. I don't wanna leave the team."

"Our team is not really a team without you. I'm glad you came to tell me this" he sighed and closed his eyes.

"I brought some apples. I'm really sorry"

"Keep them in kitchen and stop repeating same line Y/N. It's okay. I know you didn't meant that"

"Thankyou sir." I got up and moved to kitchen. Washed the apples and kept them in a basket.