Namjoon.
I resumed my previous action as I stared at myself through the mirror. I was an awful dancer. Everyone's right, I'm the black hole of the group. Without me the group will be better. I wanted to give up. I was tired and stressed. I was trying my best,I really was but.. even my best isn't good enough.
I sighed as I stood up. I began dancing again just like I've been doing for the past six hours. I skipped breakfast and lunch and I feeling extremely weak but I can't give up. I just couldn't.
I collapsed on the wooden floor, out of breath. I needed a break. I stretched out my hand towards the water bottle on the stool, drinking it in large gulps. It was currently 7:30pm. I did even realize it was late. I brought out my phone and saw tons of messages . Some from the boys but most from Y/n. My beautiful Y/n. She is the reason why I wanted to be perfect even though she tells me every single day that I was already perfect. She deserved so much more than me but she still insists to be with me. I don't deserve her.
I go on tour most times without her because the management wouldn't budge. But yet she just smiled and said it was okay. It was always okay with her. She was perfect in every single way. She had a perfect face, perfect voice and the most perfect heart. She was damn perfect.
I stared at the messages that Y/n sent. She seemed mad. She knew if I didn't reply her quick,I was over working and she hates that. My eyes widen at the last message she sent ' I'm coming over ' . Before I could reply her not to,I heard a knock. I was for sure getting the scolding of my life. I pushed myself up to open the door and was met with an angry Y/n. She stood there,arms crossed glaring into my soul. I gulped. She bent and picked up a plastic bag as she walked into the studio.
" You are on your freaking break Namjoon and instead of spending time with me, you're practicing for a show that you've perfected the moves!!!". She was really angry.
" Heck yeah I'm angry" she uttered. Now she's a mind reader.
I stood there as she scolded me, staring at her. She was extremely beautiful and deserved so much more than me but I can't let her go. Call me selfish but she's the reason why I'm standing today. " You weren't listening to me were you?" she asked, shaking her head with a sigh "Joonie, I'm sorry if I'd upset you,but you need to rest" she rubbed my cheek lovingly. God what I'm I going to without her.
" You're right" I replied seeing her point. She smiled back immediately.
" I brought food" she waved the plastic bag Infront of my face . She brought out two takeouts and gave mine to me.
" You know Joonie, I know that you want to make your fans proud but I think they will prefer you healthy than sick. You are perfect just the way you are Kim Namjoon so keep doing you. You are an amazing dancer, rapper and leader and I'm extremely proud of you"
I felt tears welled up my eyes as she ended her reassurance.
" I love you so much Joonie,never forget that" she continued.
" I love you too" I replied as she hugged me and I melted immediately into the hug.
She gives the best hugs.
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