Bubbles || Namjin AUs ✔

𑁍¹ The Angel's Demon

Summary: Every punch, every insult, every cruel joke... was meant to intimidate. Yet the person Namjoon was hurting the most was also the one he couldn't live without.

Warnings: swearing, bullying, underaged smoking, violence, etc.

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Story- 1
HIGH SCHOOL AU
Words: 11,595

𝑭𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏: 7 ᴀᴜɢᴜsᴛ, 2023
𝑬𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏: 10 sᴇᴘᴛᴇᴍʙᴇʀ, 2025

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One of Namjoon's usual daily habits was staring out of his window, waiting to see his beautiful neighbor step into the garden to tend to his flowers.

Namjoon couldn't explain why, but whenever he left his house, he'd subconsciously peek around the corner, hoping to catch a glimpse of the handsome boy who had moved into the neighborhood almost a month ago with his family.

He had never spoken to him, but curiosity gnawed at him. Normally, he couldn't care less about anyone besides himself, but after watching him secretly- like a stalker- from behind the curtain one day, he felt an unusual attraction.

Namjoon had heard from his mother that his name was Kim Seokjin, that he was around his age- eighteen- and that was all.

Over the past month, Namjoon had seen him in the garden countless times- arranging flower beds, picking the prettiest blooms to make crowns, playing with the soil in whimsical shapes, or posing cutely for pictures, unaware of being watched.

What fascinated Namjoon most was the happiness Seokjin exuded, all alone, lost in his own world. Namjoon had never known such contentment.

His life had always revolved around attention and power- being feared, ruling the school, and maintaining his notorious reputation. He was the most infamous bad boy at Bangtan High, even teachers wary of him despite his stellar grades.

Namjoon had always gotten everything he wanted. He came from a really wealthy family, and he was best friends with the other popular guys. He was dangerously hot, with his piercing dragon eyes, luscious lips, a sharp jawline that could cut through glass, and a strong muscular body from working out regularly, and he had all the chicks drooling over him wherever he went.

Yet, seeing Seokjin smile at a simple pink rose, Namjoon questioned his life. Was this all he really wanted? All the popularity and admiration couldn't compare to the quiet love he saw in Seokjin's gaze when he lightly glided his hand over the flower buds.

Day after day, Namjoon strutted around the school campus like he owned it- bullying, teasing, breaking hearts- but at home, he hid behind the curtains and watched Seokjin.

Slowly, he developed a crush. He couldn't help it; no one seemed as beautiful and pure as Seokjin. From a distance, he appeared almost ethereal.

His curly brown hair was fluffy and framed his small chubby face perfectly, and he'd doe eyes shaped like almonds and lips that were red and plump, simply kissable. He was quite tall, but nowhere near as tall as Namjoon, and had a slim build that made him appear so much smaller. Namjoon could just imagine him fitting perfectly in his big arms.

Seokjin's chubby-cheeked smile was unmatched, and sometimes he sang softly, his voice gentle and melodic, perfectly matching his aura. Namjoon could hear it from afar, and losing himself in another world entirely.