Alpha mates |Namgi|

Chapter 6

Jin had walked out of Hybe and back home, looking at the piece of paper in his hand before shoving it into his pocket. He hated the fact that Yoongi was trying to get Namjoon back after He was the one who rejected his little brother.

Sighing, Jin opened the door and entered "Namjoon I'm back" he yelled, taking his shoes off. He walked to his brothers' room knocking twice. He waited until Namjoon replied before he went in. "Where have you been hyung?" Namjoon asked. "Hybe"

Namjoon, despite the pain in his body, sat straight up "what!? Why?!"

"I talked with your pal Yoongi."
"Hyung don't tell me-"
"Yup."
"Hyung! How dare you!? He's my mate!"
"Nah-Ah. Was. He was your mate"
"He still is my mate. I haven't rejected him yet"

Jin loudly sighed and tossed the paper Yoongi had given him to Namjoon. "Apparently bi-boy still wants you. Text him or don't, I don't care but Namjoon" Jin stared at his brother. "Make a wise decision here." And with that, he left.

Namjoon stared at the paper, a faint smell of pinecone and burnt marshmallows lingered on the paper. Namjoon instinctively brought the paper up to his nose and sniffed. His body instantly relaxed as he sniffs.

Should he text Yoongi?
No.
Should he move on?
Yes.
So why was he dialing the number and pressing call?
He had no idea.

The phone rang for a few moments before someone answered.

Yoongi had arrived back at his apartment, quickly setting his laptop up and continuing to make a song. He was so focused that when his phone rang, he threw his mouse, making the thing break into pieces. Cursing at himself, he picked up his phone, checking the caller ID but it was unknown.

He answered it anyway.

"Hello?"
"..."
"Helloo?"
"..."
"Is this a prank call? Dammit"

Yoongi was about to hang up when a voice he had wished to hear that whole day finally spoke.

"Yoongi?"

Yoongi was shocked, to say the least. He wasn't expecting Namjoon to call at all, which is why he was making a plan b.

"Yoongiii?"
"Namjoon..H-hi" Yoongi stuttered like a teenage girl, talking to her crush.
"..hi.."
"How are you?" Shit, this was awkward, he thought to himself.
"Sore..and tired. You?"
"Same.."
"Sorry...I shouldn't have called...this was a stupid idea"

Shit. Yoongi had to think fast
"I'm glad you called. Namjoon...could we meet up tomorrow? Whenever you're free, I'll take it. I wanna talk..."
"I don't think we should talk face to face Yoongi" Namjoons voice was low but soft.
"Namjoon please.." Yoongi begged. Something he's never done before.
"No. I don't think seeing each other right now is a good thing. For either of us. You broke the bond, and I need time to heal" Namjoon said firmly.

"Namjoon I know. I screwed up...I fucked it up bad Joon...and I hurt you and I'm sorry. I know that saying sorry won't fix the way you're feeling. I don't know why I rejected you and I wish I could take it all back. I want to start over..start new. But if you don't want that, I...I completely understand.  I wasn't cut out to be the perfect mate but...I'll try for you."

Yoongi talked his heart out, hoping to hear something from Namjoon. But it was silent.  Yoongis heart thumped against his chest anxiously, blood rushing to his ears at the deafening silence. That's when he heard it.

"Where"
"Where?"
"Where are you? What's your address."
Yoongi blinked. "Umm..123 **** street. Floor number 4 room 56D"
"I'm gonna pick up some stuff. We're gonna talk about this in person"
"But I thought you didn't want to meet in person just yet-"
"I get to be bipolar too. I'll see you in a few minutes"