Gaining a courage to leave a loveless marriage was hard enough, but is it really a good idea to run to your best friend for help? And would you refuse him when he offers you another kind of 'help' when you needed it?
Character | Namjoon x reader
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"Welcome."
You have just gotten through a terrible flight, hours of traffic jams, and an emotional rollercoaster that seemed like it would never meet its end. For the past three months, you have felt like the world was closing in on you and everyone was against you.
Even when you were the one hurting.
But as Kim Namjoon, your best friend of sixteen years, opens the door to his home right the moment you ring his doorbell and welcomes you with his bright smile, you can feel every weight on your shoulders being lifted. If you had questioned yourself before on whether or not it was a good idea to fly across the country to see him, that doubt had flown out of the window. Staring at your best friend, you find that you are no longer regretting that impulsive decision you have made in your desperate need to escape.
"I hope this is okay," he says as he guides you to his living room. He places your suitcase down near the coffee table at the center before turning around to face you.
Looking around the room, you can only sigh. Your emotion is still all over the place and you cannot help but welcome the comfort that is suddenly engulfing you the moment you are in the shelter of his home.
"Oh, Namjoon, this is more than okay," you hum softly with the remaining exhaustion still lingering within you. After taking in your surroundings, you turn to look at Namjoon to say to him, "Really, you didn't even have to do this. You could have just let me stay in the nearest motel or something and I'll be alright on my own. At least until I can get my new place settled. I'm a big girl, after all."
"I know you are." Namjoon chuckles a little as he walks over to you. "But I also know that even some of the strongest ones can be reckless after dealing with a terrible break-up such as yours, that's why I need you to stay close just so I can make sure you'll be alright as you recover."
"You were worried I'd be reckless?" you ask him, raising your brows as you act like you are surprised at his admission.
A part of you actually are surprised to hear these words. To see how genuine he is. But then again, a part of you had secretly expected that he would feel that way as your longtime best friend.
You know that you would have felt the same if he was ever in your position.
"Aww, you care about me," you tease him, making him scoff in return. "There's no need to worry. It has been months so it's no longer that big of a deal."
You grit your teeth through the lie. It has been months, but it sure doesn't make things any easier when everything around you—and everyone—seemed to be so adamant in reminding you of your recent heartbreak.
Hence, the reason why you found your way here. To find peace.
"I always do care about you, Peach. And I always will. I know that everything that has happened is still affecting your life, and perhaps your mental health too, because you wouldn't be here if it wasn't," he says, looking so sincere that you can silently swear that your heart is melting to a puddle.
