Hands On Me || Namjoon ff

17-Mindful

"A mind is like a parachute , it doesn't works unless it is open!"

- Frank Zappa

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"As much as I need you active and present minded , it's seems quite the contrary !" Namjoon mutters.

Did he just said he needs me?

Okay, you really need to get your head together . He repeats himself again and you listen with consideration this time .

"No, I just got a new number few days ago, nobody has it!" You assert.

"Who is it , then?" He asks himself ,frustrated . He smacks his fist against his thigh in annoyance .

You look down at his thigh . Then at yours. Then at his again . Almost a laughable comparison .

Not handling the intensity, you scoot a little away from him , finally being able to breathe. He notices your movement and after he understands what's going on in your head , he just grins .

He notices when you gulp from time to time and side eye him. Apparently, it gets a lot hotter inside . You pinch your hand with your nails . I should be serious and worried right now !

You sigh and think of the boys . You kind of miss them a lot. It's been a few days with them but you got used to them.

"I haven't stayed away from Jungkook this longer , ever!" You mutter slowly and it catches Namjoon's attention.

He notices the worry in your gaze, "this is the last time you're away from him this longer..." he places a hand on the top of yours on the seat.

His movement doesn't startle you, "Why're you making promises?" You ask worryingly .

"I don't make promises quite often, but this one," he pauses and rubs his thumb over your hand , "I'll keep!"

You smile and he refuses to take his eyes off you, maybe because he doesn't sees you smile often. He smiles back which makes your stomach turn in disbelief . He doesn't really knows what his hands do to you .

You glance back at the road and think of the previous few hours and how much has happened . Your head starts to feel heavy . You don't remember when you fall asleep.

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The sound of the crash along with a jerk that causes your body to fall forward with the force ,wakes you up.

Your mind is still dizzy but it quickly processes that you just met with an accident .

Namjoon shifts uncomfortably as well. It's still night and the cab has stopped after drifting along the road . Namjoon quickly checks for the driver .

Gripped in a cloud of fear and confusion, you ask, "what is it?"

Namjoon shakes the driver but he has hit his head against the steering wheel and is unconscious . The force of the vehicle has almost moved all the nerves in your body .

"He's dead!" Namjoon exclaims after checking on the driver . He then quickly looks behind him at the road . The car that thrashed into the cab is still on the road but then a few people exit it and they're armored.

They seem familiar to the ones before . Your heart races but then without taking the next step, Namjoon abruptly takes your hand and grips it tightly .

"It doesn't look like we have a chance to escape ..." you squeak fearfully . Namjoon doesn't utter a word, looks like he's unsure as well.

His other hand takes out the gun from his pocket and then as the men open the cab door, Namjoon immediately kicks him and he falls back on the road.

Both of you get out and take your chance to run. But two of them surround you from the other side, pointing their riffles and guns at you .