You're living your dream-traveling, capturing moments, and brightening people's days with your tweets and poetry. Yet, there's a lingering sense that something is missing, a touch of liveliness that's eluding you. As you embark on a new photography...
Being in love is difficult when women throw themselves at the man that was yours but wasn't...wait did it make sense? I mean I love ARMY, hell I'm one but have some decency. You don't need to throw yourself at the boys for them to notice you. Let me tell you where we are and what is happening ...
Namjoon and I are out for our one of the coffee dates but this is a new place that we are trying. The waitress recognized him as she was an ARMY and then started fangirling and then she saw me. Her face became like those cartoon characters after eating lemon. And ever since then she is acting like a Bitch.
"Oppa, do you need anything else?" She asked and Namjoon denied. I stood up and started walking out. Why this cliche waitress thing had to happen with me? She didn't look at me therefore I didn't get my order. I'm hangry. He didn't even say anything to her. He just smiled at me and said "She must be nervous. Don't worry, Y/n." Sure, nervous my ass.
"Cammie! Wait up!" I heard him calling me out but I just kept on walking. He held my hand and pulled me towards him. "What happened, Y/n? You rushed out of there, is everything okay?" he asked me in a low voice. I looked away and kept quiet. I know I'm being dramatic but our coffee dates is the only time when we get sometime alone. I understand some fans coming up, asking for pictures and I'm happy that they get to meet the boys. I know that happiness but that woman acted all along and didn't even had the courtesy of serving me and then flirt. 30 minutes of nothing just watching her flirt.
I can't even say anything. We aren't together, we aren't in a relationship. We're just friends. Two people who know each other. I closed my eyes and then sighed. I looked at him. "Nothing just tired, Namjoon." I smiled and nodded to assure him. "You aren't tired, Cam. You were excited today. Talk to me." he asked as we walked down the path to my apartment. "It is nothing, Joonie." I smiled and then enjoyed the silence between us.
When we stopped at front of my door. He embraced me. His grip was strong and it comforted me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and closed my eyes. "I think I don't say this enough but I am yours." he whispered and slowly pulled back. I looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. "I'm yours no matter how much some girl flirts with me. Even if it's Army, you're the one my eyes look at, Y/n. I'm sorry I couldn't get rid of the girl but I'm more sorry because I couldn't spend time with you." he kissed my forehead. "Sorry for acting like a kid." I pouted. He chuckled and kissed my nose. "Jealousy suits you, Y/n." he winked and started walking towards the elevator. "See you later, Joonie." "Later, Y/n!"
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"You got another tattoo, didn't you?" Yoongi narrowed his eyes at me. "You bet I did." he smiled and patted a seat beside him. I pulled my shirt a bit and showed him the side of waist. It was 'Jealousy' written in a cursive with green and black ink. It was at the same place where JIMIN had his 'nevermind' tattoo. "It's pretty." he whispered as he traced the cursive. He looked at me with one raised eyebrow. "Namjoon and I went out for our coffee date. Something happened, I was jealous therefore the word. I never get jealous but yesterday I felt it slightly with a bit of sadness so yeah!" I smiled and looked at him. He nodded and went back to his system to work on music.
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