Namjoon's POV
Hey, it's me the second biggest fool in the world standing at the train station with the one who tops the category, holding my bags and hers also cause she blackmailed me into it, having to go home with this fool dancing beside me because she won.
Y/n's POV
OK, y'all must be thinking I am the biggest fool since he said so but no trust me he is the biggest one ever to exist, if I am going home he should too. I can't let him stay here in my absence or else he would get the favor of the seniors and get ahead of me which I despise very much.
Not to mention I don't trust him with himself, he would go into the battlefield without me and there would be no one to protect him...I mean I don't care about him or anything but...you know just to keep track of him I am making him go home.
About my arm, it's just that I can't even punch him in the face nor can I hold my bags, I can't do anything and I hate that very much. I can't even lift it as it hurts.
Man getting shot has its disadvantages But perks of being shot everybody I get to go home, yay!!!
"What do you call a cow going upstairs??"
"what?"
"Goosebumps"
And I laughed like crazy while he... He just stared at my face as if I was some weirdo
"OK... Ok another one"
"Do you know who the most powerful father is?"
"Who?"
"Godfather"
I laughed so loud that everyone at the Station stared at me.
After an hour and so of waiting and annoying the hell out of namjoon, the train arrived and we were ready to go. We both live in the same city so we booked the same train and had opposite seats.
"I have been really curious about something can I ask you?" I said when we were settled in our seats
"Ask away" he huffed irritated for what I guessed to be a 100th time "Do you have a name or something for this alternate personality of yours" I crossed my eyes looking at him intently, I mean I was genuinely curious about this disorder thing and wanted to know how it worked.
"Kim Joonie, it's his name. He chose it himself and I don't have any say in it nor do I care" he replied looking out of the window as if it was the simplest thing to say.
"No wonder you don't have a girlfriend, you literally have a nerd living inside of you" I giggled trying to lighten the mood since he seemed irritated at the mention of his disorder but he didn't laugh just kept looking out the window maybe he was too deep in thought or maybe he hated me for inquiring about a sensitive thing.
I shouldn't have talked about his disorder. I felt bad for making a joke about a susceptible topic.
Disorders are a sensitive topic to anyone having it. Even I have been through something physically so traumatizing that I can't remember pieces of my past like the lost pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. I shouldn't tease him about anything related to his disorder nor should question him about it. It is better to keep a safe distance between our friendship... Wait a second friendship?? When did we become friends? Weren't we some sort of enemies or something-
"Why did you go so quiet all of a sudden" he questioned while still peeking out, when I looked at him I stilled, he looked mesmerizing with his smile and his dimples peaking, his hand resting under his chin, his face glowing from the morning rays and his eyes man...His cute eyes searching for something interesting. He looked...Amazing.
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The Missing Piece
Fanfiction"Clutching the bedsheets, tears streaming down my eyes, my body shuddering with pain yet I gave myself to him. I spread my legs for someone I loved, I gave the only thing that was mine to him for him. To save him I had to do it. Though he doesn't kn...
