Michael Evans Behling Imagines

Your Worth

Today was not my day. Not only was I late for work, but I found panties that were definitely not mine in my drawer in my haste to get to work. The whole way to work was okay. I mean, if he wasn't happy or whatever, why didn't he fucking leave? Like it's not like I was holding him hostage. I rolled my eyes at the thought as I walked through the doors absentmindedly, going through the security entrance protocols before heading up to my department floor for the morning meeting.

I barely paid attention until I heard my name. Perking up at the sudden attention, my boss continued to blabber on about me and two other people being selected to work with our VIP ambassadors for the next line of products they'll be prompting. Turns out, these ambassadors are a very big deal for us so we can't fuck it up in any way.

Who these people are, I don't know but my team and I stayed behind so we could meet said VIPs and find a working idea to start with then take it from there. As I'm doodling on my notepad, knowing that we're going to need to do something we've sworn to never ever consider, they walk in. Park Seojoon and 4 members of Bangtan Sonyeondan - RM, Jin, J-Hope and Jimin. Stunned, we scurry to greet them before we made small talk and got to work. Time passed quicker than we expected and despite their busy schedules, they opted to finish as much as possible and because of that, we ended up working past 8pm without realising. RM stayed behind for some reason. The others had already left - Jimin, Jin Seojoon, J-Hope and my team - for the night. I thought that I was alone and started added a few things that would make this project work.

Sighing, I check the time and my eyes went impossibly wide. Never have I ever worked until after 10pm before. I slowly started packing my stuff and I finally looked up as I stood up to leave, it was then that I saw him waiting at the door. I don't know why he stayed so I asked him as I left the dreaded conference room. "Hey," I muttered softly to get his attention. His eyes found mine as he turned his body to make way for me to walk ahead of him. "Hey." He responded. I wondered how to ask but I just shook my head internally and did it. "RM-" He quickly cut me off. "Namjoon. Call me Namjoon, please. " He said. "Okay. Namjoon, why did you stay behind with me? You know-" I started saying and was quickly cut off. "There was no way that I was going to let you go home like that." He stated. I furrowed my brows and tilted my head. "What do you mean 'let me go home like that'?" I asked, slightly afraid of what he might say. He sighed, shook his head and opened his mouth again. "You're, I don't know, you're distracted and you were spacing out while we were finishing up
You were tearing up just now and I can't let you go home alone when you're clearly upset about something." He tells me, surprising me with his observations. I huffed a little and stayed silent. I walked faster, trying not to cry in front of him because he's right.

An audible, shaky breath left my lips and despite hoping that he didn't hear it, I knew that he did when he turned us around in the direction of the conference room we'd just left. Numbly, I found myself in a dark room with a man that noticed my distress almost immediately and it felt bittersweet because, deep down, I needed that from my fiancé. Namjoon didn't let go of me even after we entered the empty room. In fact, he pulled me close and hugged me. Tight. That tiny thing of being held tight triggered my frustration and the tears I didn't know I was holding in rushed down my face like a tsunami. Sobs shook my body and I'd be on the floor if he wasn't holding me.

Namjoon's POV

Her body shook violently in my arms. I picked her up, slid down the wall and sat on the floor with her in my lap. I rubbed her back, trying to make her feel better but as much as I wanted to do more, I let her cry to her heart's discontent. "He cheated on me, my fiancé." She mumbled but I heard her loud and clear. I pulled away to see her. Her tearstained cheeks had me wiping her face without me realising what I was doing. "You wanna know how I found out? Her underwear was mixed with mine. It happened this morning. I was running late and I saw underwear that I'd never seen or worn in my drawer. I just grabbed my stuff and left for work. The entire way here, it was all I could think about and even now, I don't want to go home." She continued. I stayed silent, unsure of what to say. Before I could say anything, she spoke again. "I want to know what it's like. To be the one cheating with no remorse or regret, but I know that I can't bring myself to do it." I sighed then spoke. "You need be honest with yourself. Has he ever surprised you with anything, be it jewellery, flowers, spontaneous dates, attention, affection that makes your heart beat out of your chest? You need to remind yourself of your worth. You should never settle for someone that treats you like an option instead of a priority. Okay?" Her crying had stopped but her sniffles were still apparent. She nodded, looked at me and wrapped her arms around my neck. She pulled me as close as she could and buried her body in my arms.