[1:34AM] The sound of loud knocks on your window woke you up from your peaceful sleep, making you stumble out of bed. You looked at the green numbers on your digital alarm clock. 1:35AM. You grabbed your sweater from the hanger on your door and put it over your head. More knocks. "The hell..." You walked into the living room and approached the window slowly, immediately recognizing the shadow reflected on the white curtain. The person knocked again. You opened the curtains and were met with Kim Namjoon's familiar appearance. His pushed back blonde hair, his black leather jacket and his eyes. His troubled eyes, looking for your help. By the look on his face you could tell that he was panicking. But this time it looked worse than all the other times. You knew him better than anyone else. He had probably gotten in some sort of trouble again. He pointed at the window handle. You opened the window. The first thing you heard besides the crickets chirping was his heavy breathing. "Namjoon.. what-" "Get in the car." He panted. A car passed by on the other side of the road and he turned his head around, bouncing nervously. The car took a left turn and disappeared into the dark night. He looked back at you, into your eyes, with the most serious expression you had ever seen on his face. "I need you to get in the car now. I will explain later." You trusted Namjoon with all your heart. If he wanted you to get in his car, you would get in his car. "Okay, let me change into something else real quick."
[1:49AM] "So... are you going to tell me what's going on?" You asked, after a long time of wiggling your feet nervously in the passenger's seat, afraid to ask any questions. Namjoon drove the vehicle onto the empty highway and the emptiness of the road made him calm down a little- just enough to tell you what was going on. "You mean everything to me, Y/N. You know that." He started, keeping his eyes on the road to avoid eye contact. "Do you trust me?" He asked, squeezing the steering wheel gently. You squeezed your hands into fists and looked out of the window. There was nothing interesting to see outside except streetlights and a dark sky, but it was better than making awkward eye contact. "I wouldn't be in this car if I didn't." You answered, looking at the dark trees in the horizon. "I trust you with all my heart, Namjoon. Now can you please tell me where the hell we're going?"
[2:05AM] "What do you mean we're getting out of this country'? Are you fucking insane?!" You panicked, tugging at your seatbelt. "Pull over." You demanded, taking a deep breath. "Y/N, seriously, just list-" "Pull the fuck over. Now." Namjoon slowed down and drove onto the road verge as he was told, pulling back the hand brake handle. You immediately unbuckled your seatbelt and got out of the car, putting your hands on top of your head to calm down as you breathed in the cold night air. Namjoon got out of the car as well and sat down on the car hood, staring straight ahead of him with a blank expression. "I got involved in a fight." He finally said, making you open your eyes again to look at him. You crossed your arms over your chest and turned around to look at him. He still avoided eye contact, playing with the cigarette in between his fingers. "I almost killed someone." He continued. "I almost got killed, as well." He turned his head to look at you and put the cigarette back in the front pocket of his leather jacket. "They're after me, Y/N. But not only after me; they're after you as well." You raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What do you mean they're after me too? They don't even know me." "They're going after everything I love. They said they're going to destroy it in front of my own eyes." He finally admitted, putting his hands on your shoulders. "You're the only person that hasn't abandoned me after all the mistakes I've made in the past. You're the only person who's stuck by me from beginning to end. You're all I have, Y/N, and if it means I have to take huge risks to protect you, I will. I will do anything to keep you safe."
You blinked your eyes a couple of times so your vision would become less blurry, and that was when you realized that you were crying. He pulled you into his arms and you rested your chin on his shoulder, wrapping your arms around him tightly. His back twitched and you knew he was crying. His grip on you was tight and protective. "You got yourself in some pretty deep shit this time." You said after a while, making the two of you laugh quietly. He wiped his tears away and so did you, pulling back from the hug.
[2:11AM] "You're going to run away. I'll take you to the airport and book you the first ticket to Europe. You just need to be as far away as possible from this country." He said, pushing a strand of your messy hair behind your ear. "No." You replied, putting your hand on his and pushing it down gently. You laced your fingers with his and looked into his eyes. "Running away isn't going to solve the problem. We're going to fight back, Namjoon." "You're out of your mind. You're not fighting anyone or anything. I'm trying to protect you from all of this and you want to fight?" He asked, staring into your hopeful, confident eyes. "I've been dealing with your problems since the very beginning. I don't care if I'm risking my life here. We're in this together. We're a team now, whether you want it or not. I'm here to stay." You said and after you finished talking you realized that you were cupping his cheeks. The look in his eyes changed and before you had time to say anything, he leaned in and pressed his lips onto yours gently. Sure, Namjoon was always full of surprises, but you never EVER expected this to happen. Ever. Your heart exploded.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and responded to the kiss, letting your eyes slip shut. He wrapped his strong arms around your tiny frame and held you close, moving his lips with yours rhythmically. After a while of passionate kissing, he pulled back and rested his forehead against yours. He licked his lips and looked into your eyes, giving your waist a gentle squeeze. "We're a team now."
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Trouble // Kim Namjoon
ActionKim Namjoon is always getting into some sort of trouble. He always ends up on your doorstep, asking you for help. With your help, his problems are always solved. But this time it's different. This time he got himself in some pretty deep shit, and yo...