Thoughtless | BTS Namjoon

Chapter 17

So... After the disappointment of Weverse streaming Busan Concert... I decided to give an update after an eternity. I'm ver sorry I'm so slow with updating, but I barely have the time to actually write. I'm in my final year of studying, have to make a Business Plan which I do for a BTS themed coffee shop in London! And I also am stuck with applications for Graduate Schemes and other jobs... Adulting sucks. 

But enjoy some steamy time and drama! Sophie xx

"No, this isn't what was ordered and we surely won't pay for it. Ordered was a five meter tall scaffolding, with lightning that will resemble the designs we sent in, specifically for Bangtan Sonyeondan. This was messed up by your production team and it is not my job to check if they do the correct job."
Two days after the last act of burying my father I was full on back at work and surely we got the wrong delivery for the light scaffolding for the upcoming tour. Ordered was a scaffolding which could resemble the symbol for ARMY as well as Bangtan. Delivered were two simple rectangular shapes.

"Lee Munhee-ssi we can't just basically have done this work for free..." I scoffed at the words of the man on the other end of the phone call. The audacity this man had to even ask the company to pay for something that is obviously not what was ordered.

"If you would like to insist on a payment for a wrong delivery I will give you the contact of my supervisor. I'm sure they will not appreciate the question to pay for a wrong production that was not our fault either. But we still demand a correct delivery of what was ordered. Please get back in touch with us about any progress. Goodbye."
With a roll of my eyes I hung up the phone, it was unbelievable that they tried to make us pay for their incapability.

There was a slight pain lingering in the front of my head, my first day back at work was just really giving its everything.
Wrong deliveries, new appointments and missing documents. But at least I was busy and didn't have too much time to dwell on what happened the past week. For me it simply worked far better to process things if I was busy. It kept me going.

A knock echoed from my door and I answered for whoever it was to come in. I expected Amara, since she was basically my runner for all the things which needed to be done outside the office. Ever since I came in to work that morning my phone didn't stop ringing.
When I looked up I was instead greeted with the sight of Namjoon, and on the inside I sighed. On the outside, I forced a gentle smile.

"Namjoon-ah..." Since the events of the previous week I was trying to hold him on distance. I knew what he was like. He wanted to talk with me about things.
My emotional state. How hard it was on me.
I didn't want that. For me there was simply nothing to talk about. Voicing my emotions was never my strength and it was unlikely that it would ever be one. And even if I did, I wasn't sure which difference it would have made. Besides becoming more prominent.

"Hey, I just wanted to check on you? I haven't seen you all day." His voice was careful as he closed the door and sat down in the chair opposite my desk. The tall male wore one of his beloved FG hoodies and grey sweats.
I had to guiltily admit to myself, I was a little annoyed by his behaviour. His need to have a deep emotional conversation with me about my father's death was uncalled for. Even though I knew he meant well, but it was just not going to work for me. And at that point I couldn't hide it anymore.

"Namjoon-ssi," he frowned at my formal words and irritated tone, but I simply crossed my arms on my desk and looked at him with a serious expression.
"I appreciate it that you worry about me. But stop looking at me as if I would break down any moment and cry onto your schedules." I could see his cheeks blushing and he lowered his gaze to my desk.

"I... I'm not looking at you like that." He stuttered a little, a clear sign that he felt caught. Doubtful I raised my eyebrow at him and leaned back in my chair.
"Okay, maybe I'm trying to be very much there for you, in case you need me. I'm just worried. You are not exactly an openly emotional person and the death of a parent isn't that easy. And I already messed up before I even knew. So, I think..." Namjoon's words made me smile a little and I reached for my iPad before I got up and went over to him. Just to silence him with a quick kiss on his temple.