"Anxiety" | Namjin (Editing)

Chapter 6

{Third Person}

The next day when Jin was on the school gates he saw Namjoon and his group, he felt a little nervous but he knew that they couldn't do anything to him right now because teachers had an eye on them and if students saw anything and started gossiping about it they would be screwed.

He had the clothes he borrowed from Namjoon last night and he wanted to go to him and tell him but he decided not to.
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Classes were really slowly on the morning and it was lunch recess, as always Jin called for delivery and picked it up behind the school so no one saw him, that was something a little rebellious to do because it was strictly forbidden, but he just hated the idea of entering the cafeteria.

He ordered 2 bowls of jajangmyun with dumplings and a small pizza, he was skinny but he had to admit he ate like a pig all the time.

While he was devouring the first bowl of jajangmyun he felt a presence behind him.

"Are you waiting for someone?" The voice said, it was Namjoon.

"No, why?" Jin said, surprised that he was actually having a casual conversation with the younger.

"Then why is there so much food?"

"Because I'm having lunch."

The younger boy sat next to him and grabbed some extra chopsticks that were in the other bowl and picked up some dumpling, when Jin saw what he was doing he glared at him.

"You can't eat this much, you'll get fat."

"I've ate like this since I remember and look, do I look fat to you?"

"Share food with me, I'm hungry."

"No."

"Sharing is caring."

"And do I look like I care?" Said Jin shoving two dumplings at the time making Namjoon even hungrier.

"I'll take that as a yes, if you're thankful of last night then let me eat."

"Whatever." He said and opened the pizza box so the boy could eat.

"I thought you didn't care?"

"And I thought you don't wanted to see me again and here you are."

He stayed silent for awhile and suddenly took a piece of pizza and shove it in Jin's mouth.

"You talk to much, just eat."

Namjoon didn't know why but, he felt the need to at least know how the boy is doing in his day, he has to admit eventhough he hated him and his family, Jin was his childhood best-friend.

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{Jin}

It was raining and I had no choice but to walk home without and umbrella or anything, and freaking forgot to give Namjoon his clothes damn it.

When I always walked back home my anxiety starts to attack a little, especially is if I see group of people looking at me and today was one of those days when everybody including people from their cars looked at me because I was walking while it was raining heavily, why? I don't even know.

My heartbeat was increasing and I started to feel dizzy, my chest tightened and my head hurt like crazy, I tried to look for my pills to calm myself but couldn't find them and without realizing I was already passed out on the floor.

"Hyung!! Look what I made for you." A boy said giving an origami to me I couldn't recognize the boy's face but he seems really familiar.

"Omo! You're so smart, I wonder how can you be my friend? I bet there are smarter kids out there that are cooler than me." I said smiling at the boy while he pouted.

"But I only like hyung, you make really good food and take care of me." The boy smiled showing his deep dimples, where have I seen them?
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Suddenly the good dream turned into a nightmare, I was somewhere that looked like a basement or a warehouse and there was fire everywhere, I saw the same boy sitting on a chair unconscious and I ran towards him, the last thing of the dream was me throwing him out of the window as everything went pitch black for me.

I woke up shaking in fear and sweating heavily, I was this time in my room. How did I get here? Did I never passed out on the floor? While my mind was busy thinking of how probably I could've ended here if I did passed out or if that was also part of the dream I just had I felt a hand holding mine. When I looked to my left side I saw him, Namjoon, sitting on the floor while resting his head on my bed in a very uncomfortable way and yeah, he was holding my hand.

My heart was going to get out of my chest at any moment but then bad memories of him came to my mind and I quickly tried to free my hand away from his only to fail because he was holding it really tight, I decided to not wake him up and instead put him on the bed next to me. A soft hand made its way to my waist and grabbed it tightly bringin me closer to him, I have to admit he smells like paradise on a very lost world and he just feels so cuddly, I closed my eyes smiling at the fact of how good he smelled and fell asleep.

I woke up because I felt something wet on my cheek, when I looked at Namjoon and saw the position we were at I screamed as hard as I could.

"What?!? W-? OH MY GOD!!" He said getting off of me.

He was literally on top of me resting his cheeks on my mouth and that fucking wet thing that I felt was his saliva, I just got traumatized for life.

We just stared at eachother with our eyes as big as an owl, no one dared to say anything until he said:

"You raped me."

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