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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The house has never felt so quiet.
Not even during those nights you spent taking care of this house while Namjoon was away. Even in the company of silence, you could still manage to find comfort in his absence, because you were still able to feel his presence through the shadows that he had left behind and even the faint scent of his perfume that lingered in his private rooms.
But here he is now, sitting in the same room as you are, yet the comfort you wish to seek seems so out of reach.
The quiet between you feels deafening. All of a sudden, the house feels cold. He feels cold.
The guest lounge is still bright and colourful. With all the lights switched on and the rainbow-coloured banners and balloons still hanging on the walls and ceilings. The flowers that he had bought for you look vibrant against your skin.
Oh, dear God, the flowers.
Even the delicate blooms that used to brighten up your day cannot eliminate the hollow pain in your chest as you hold them in your shaking hands. You cannot even recall just how or when these flowers had managed to be transferred from his hands to yours in the midst of the collective shock happening merely minutes ago.
Wait, has it really been minutes?
Those passing minutes do seem like hours as you sit there on the loveseat with Namjoon. Even together, there is a visible distance between the two of you; with you sitting on one end of the loveseat and Namjoon on the other. And that seems nothing compared to the distance you feel inside.
No words have yet to be exchanged as the shock takes its time to die down. You still have a hard time letting reality sink in, as it barely registers to you what had just happened and why Namjoon seems completely stunned.
Oh, that's right.
You had come in here to drop some supplies while doing some favours for Namjoon, thinking that he was still somewhere across the globe. Yet you found him standing between all the pretty decors, waiting for you to come, only to have you surprising him in return by unintentionally revealing your secret.
As the event replays itself inside your mind, your chest feels constricted that you can barely breathe. Closing your eyes, you try to focus on calming yourself. The music that had been playing from his record player had just finished, leaving nothing behind but the sound of your steady breathing and the tension that comes between you in its wake.
You had never planned it to go this way.
All the scenarios that you had imagined for this moment and all the ways that you had properly planned to have your confession had never come close to this. As you look around the room, you can see all the effort that he had made to surprise you and your chest grows even tighter with dread and guilt. What was supposed to be a joyous reunion had turned into—whatever it is. All because you had been too scared to tell him the truth.
