The video of Seokjin being saved by their attractive male security guard went viral on Twitter.
Namjoon watched the video, and read the comments below shipping the pair. He frowned, why the hell are they shipping Seokjin with a random guy that they only met that day? Sure, the guy was buff as hell, conventionally attractive and that shirt was very tight on his chest.
Seokjin had been dancing on the other side of the stage, losing his footing, luckily for him the security guard had caught him by his waist - yeah, straight out of a K-drama. It hadn't helped that afterward, Seokjin hugged the security guard a little too long for Namjoon's liking, and to top it all off, the security guard kissed his hand. He noticed that Seokjin's eyes lingered on the guard, looking at him with a small tint of pink on his face.
He clicked on the hashtag, #jinxhotguard, and he saw edit after edit of the pair. His frown deepened.
Namjoon doesn't like feeling jealous, it's an ugly feeling. He knows that Seokjin loves him and only him, but that tickling emotion still plays in his mind. He rewatched the video, only getting himself more annoyed.
"Hello!" Seokjin walks into Namjoon's studio, he flops onto the couch. Namjoon doesn't reply, back still turned toward Seokjin.
"Hello?" Seokjin tries again, pouting slightly when Namjoon still doesn't greet him back.
"Joonie? Is something wrong?" Seokjin stands up, gently putting his hand on Namjoon's shoulder. Namjoon shakes off his hand, making Seokjin frown.
"What is your problem?"
"Nothing"
"Nothing? So you're just going to be rude?" Seokjin scoffs, crossing his arms.
"Don't worry about it" Namjoon continues to work on his music.
"No you don't get to be disrespectful and then expect me to not worry about it" Seokjin forcefully turns Namjoon's chair to make him face him.
"You liked him"
"Liked who?"
"The security guard, the one who caught you"
"What? What are you even talking about?"
"You...you had that look in your eye"
"What look!? What I can't look at people?" Seokjin huffs, arms crossed.
"It's not that you can't, but I know that look and you gave it to him"
"I do not understand where this is coming from, but I'm not appreciating it"
Seokjin says annoyed, Namjoon rolls his eyes.
"Look"
Namjoon shoves his phone in Seokjins face, making him watch the video. Seokjin clenches his jaw, shaking his head.
"Do you really think I was flirting with him? By hugging him? He saved me from being seriously injured I'm sorry that you would rather me be hurt than to hug another male!"
"You hugged him and you blushed!" Namjoon stands up, towering over Seokjin.
"I hug people all the time! Does it bother you when I hug Hoseok or Taehyung?"
"This is different!"
"How!?"
"He kissed you!"
"He kissed my hand! Not my lips!"
Seokjin screamed, grabbing his hair.
"What has gotten into you!?"
"You being promiscuous!" Namjoon yells back, and Seokjin scoffs, stepping back from Namjoon.
"Promiscuous? Me? When we've been together for five years!"
"How do I know you haven't done it with somebody else!?"
Seokjin doesn't speak, Namjoon's eyes go wide and he opens his mouth but nothing comes out. He watches as Seokjin pressed his lips together, breathing heavily.
"Fuck you" Seokjin choked, walking out and slamming the door.
"Wait!" Namjoon springs out, chasing after him.
"Go away!" Seokjin pushes his hand away.
"Babe, I didn't mean it-"
Seokjin spins around, eyes narrowed in anger.
"-oh really? If you didn't mean it you wouldn't have said it! Just leave me alone!"
Seokjin walks away, and Namjoon slowly retreats back into his studio. Putting his face in his hands. Regret settled into the pit of his stomach.
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Hours pass by, and Namjoon had done nothing but stare aimlessly at the computer. He had done nothing, but stare at the screen. He heard his door open, quiet footsteps stop behind his chair.
"What did you do?"
"I don't know" Namjoon replies blankly.
"Seokjin came back upset, so what did you do?" Yoongi crossed his arms, and Namjoon could see his disappointment from the reflection on his screen.
If there was one thing about Yoongi, it was that he cared a lot for his only hyung. You messed with Seokjin, you mess with Yoongi. The two were very close and Yoongi held a lot of respect and love for Seokjin. Namjoon sighs for the nth time, rubbing his face against his hands.
"I...I got jealous and I may have...no I did accuse Seokjin of being promiscuous"
Yoongi closes his eyes and lets out a breath of air.
"You did what?"
"I don't know what happened...I just got insecure and I let the comments get to me"
"What comments?"
Namjoon showed Yoongi, watching as he scrolls through the Twitter thread.
"I know, but I couldn't help myself. Seokjin is beautiful and amazing. But me? I'm just me? Seokjin deserves better"
"You really are the biggest moron in existence" Yoongi frowns, handing back Namjoon the phone.
"Look, I can understand feeling jealous. But it isn't justified to take it out on the only person who's shown nothing but love and devotion to you." Yoongi looks at Namjoon, eyes scanning his facial expressions and body language.
"I know"
"So you need to fix this, give him some space, and then go back and make it right." Yoongi grips his shoulder, patting him on the back.
"And for the love of god do not fuck it up"
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Namjoon had stood outside their little apartment for five minutes, shaking from the cold wind hitting his skin like pricks. He couldn't go in, nor after what he did. What would happen if Seokjin never forgave him? Not only would Namjoon have ruined a beautiful relationship, but lowered the esteem of one of the most beautiful individuals in the world.
Namjoon was about to open the door with his key but the door swung open, and a red-faced Seokjin standing there.
"Hurry up and get inside before you catch a cold," he said, moving away from the door. Even when he was upset at Namjoon he held care for him. Namjoon walked in, taking off his shoes and rubbing his hands together. Seokjin walked into their kitchen, Namjoon following suit.
Seokjin gave him tea, not looking at him.
"Thanks"
Namjoon doesn't know what to say, an apology obviously. Namjoon watched Seokjin wash dishes, back turned toward him.
"Seokjin?"
"What?"
"C-could you turn around?"
"If I do that I will cry"
Namjoon's heart breaks, he should never have made him cry. Namjoon slowly makes his way toward Seokjin, gently wrapping his hands around his waist and head on his shoulder. Seokjin stops, and Namjoon could feel his body shaking around him.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Seokjin. Please don't cry" Namjoon says softly, now rubbing circles around his tummy. Seokjin broke down, letting Namjoon hold him. Namjoon turned Seokjin over to hug him tight, letting him cry into his chest. Seokjin cried for a few minutes, Namjoon hated seeing one of the strongest individuals he knows break down because of him.
After Seokjin had calmed down, Namjoon sat Seokjin at the table, holding his hand.
"You okay?"
Seokjin sniffles, but nods his head.
"I'm sorry. I really am, I didn't mean what I said. I know what I said really hurt you and I...I'm ashamed of myself" Namjoon feels his eyes sting, "I know you...and I know that I let my own insecurity hurt you. I'm so sorry. You don't have to forgive me, but please believe me when I say I'm sorry. I-I shouldn't have read those comments and made myself angry, you don't deserve that"
Namjoon starts to cry, the thought of losing Seokjin hurt too much. Seokjin looks at Namjoon, eyes sad as he leans over to wipe away Namjoon's tears. Namjoon cries harder, he didn't deserve Seokjin, or him wiping away his tears when he had hurt him.
"Don't cry, we'll be okay" he whispers softly, now holding his cheek.
"What you said, really hurt me. I love you, and I've only loved you. This needs to be a one-time thing, I won't tolerate this behavior again. Okay?" Seokjin tells Namjoon, and he nods. They both quickly engulfed in a hug, Namjoon gripping him tight. He wasn't going to make the same mistake again. The two held each other close whilst they slept, both knowing that their love for each other was strong.
