Proximity| A Kim Namjoon Fanfiction [Hyung Line Book 1] **COMPLETED**

Butterfly

Y/N's POV

I can't believe I've never seen him before.
He's pretty cute.

"Thank you for bringing me to the hospital, I don't know what I would have done if I  had to to stay there until someone came to get me." I reply

"It's no problem I was on my way out when I heard a noise from the other room. My house is near this hospital anyways." he replies

"Oh really? I live near here too! Just off the side of the hill by the convenience store."

Wow the world really is small.

I was about to ask him where he lived when the doctor suddenly walked into the room and introduced himself. He began explaining things to me and told me that I would have to go to physical therapy for the next three months. He also said that I should avoid strenuous activity if not then I will never be able to dance again.

Ever.

He said the injury was too severe and that I could only hope to recover movement but I shouldn't go out of my way and exert my body or I could tear the muscle again and that would call for surgery. My stomach sank at the news.

Now how am I going to audition for a talent company? Nobody is going to accept me.

Namjoon didn't want me either.

Ugh. Stop thinking about him!

My eyes are getting teary eyed as I look down, but Leo gently grabs my hand and gives me a reassuring squeeze.

"I'll come with you to your therapy sessions if you want. You told me your parents work until late so I can always give you a ride home after." He replies

All I can do is nod because I'm afraid that if I speak the tears will spill right along with my words.

~~~~~~3 months later~~~~~~

Namjoon's POV

I finally got a month off from doing promotions. I've been thinking about Y/N nonstop. I don't like how we left things off and I feel like we should talk in person, so I got myself a plane ticket and I'm on my way back to see her. I just hope she'll want to talk to me.

When I got off the plane I rushed outside to catch the first taxi I could find. I gave the driver her address and I'm currently on my way to her house. I have a sick feeling in my stomach I hope it's just jet lag and not a bad premonition. I can't wait to see her. To hold her. And maybe even finally kiss her if things go as planned.

I tell the driver to stop at the curb right before I get to her house so that I can surprise her. The car drives off and I walk towards her house only to find a red sports car already parked in her driveway.

I didn't know she had a car. Especially one like that.

As I start to approach the walkway leading up to her door, the door opens and out comes Y/N looking more beautiful than I remember.

Wow.

I smile and then take one step, but then step back. Someone else comes out of the door with her. A guy.

Who is he?

Jealousy stirs inside me and then continues to escalate as he kisses her on the forehead.

That was our thing.

~~~~~~~Flashback to two years ago~~~~~~~

Y/N's POV

Uggggghhhhhhhhh. Why do I feel so shitty?

I swear I have to be the only person to get sick over summer break. And what's even worse is that Namjoon won't stop blowing up my phone. I grab my phone off my nightstand and check my messages.

12 unopened messages from Namjoon.

Jesus Christ.

The last message he sent read,

"Y/N I'm coming over I can't focus on school knowing you're sick at home. I'll pass by and buy you some soup so I don't burn down your house in the process of attempting to make you some."

Oh no. I look disgusting, he can't see me like this!

I pick up the phone to dial his number but realize it's too late when the doorbell rings and I hear a small "Y/N-aaahhhhhhhhhh" from outside.

I sigh and get up to answer the door.

"Well don't you look beautiful today." He says smiling holding up a cup of soup.

"What are you doing here Namjoon? You're going to get sick. I'll be fine it's just a cold, go back to school you-" He interrupts me by walking straight into my house.

"What are you doing? When did I say you could come in?" I yell at him.

"Just come over here and have some of this, knowing you you've probably been laying in bed all day and haven't eaten anything, this will make you feel better." He replies searching for a plate to serve me some soup in.

"No, I'm not hungry." I reply

He suddenly stops and turns around. He walks towards me and comes so close to my face that I can feel his breath brush my cheeks. Then, he squats down wraps his arms around my knees and lifts me up onto his shoulders.

"KIM NAMJOON WHAT ARE YOU DOING? PUT ME DOWN RIGHT NOW I DON'T WANT TO EAT ANY OF YOUR NASTY SOUP!" I scream while kicking at the air. He tosses me on my bed and says,

"Just stay still, I'll bring the soup in and feed it to you." He walks out of the room then comes back in and sits on the edge of the bed and slowly blows on a spoonful of soup gesturing for me to open my mouth.

I didn't even eat that much, but I tried just because looking into Namjoon's eyes I could see he was really worried so I did the best that I could.

"I don't want anymore." He looks at me then sets the plate on my nightstand. He then moves to cover me up with my blanket when he sees that I'm shivering, but then proceeds to knock the bowl full of soup off the side of the nightstand.

"Dammit! Sorry Y/N" he looks apologetically at me.

I then stare at his face and just start laughing loudly.

This boy. How does he manage to break everything?

I continue to laugh to the point where my sides hurt.

"Okay, Y/N I get it stop laughing at me." He says looking up at me with a regretful expression.

"Let's just be thankful the bowl only cracked." I say looking up at him grinning so hard that my cheeks hurt. He stares into my eyes deeply to the point where I feel my cheeks getting red.

Must be the fever.

Namjoon goes to the kitchen and I hear him rinsing the dishes. I turn over on my side thinking that now that he's seen me eat he'll leave but I jump in surprise when he slips into bed beside me and lays my head on his shoulder.

"What are you doing hiding under the covers like a caterpillar? Come here." he says and he starts running his fingers through my hair.

That feels nice.

"Y/N did you hear what I said?" he asks

"Hmmm no, what?" I reply groggily

I'm starting to fall asleep.

"Nothing just go to sleep. I'll stay here until you do." He replies and kisses me on the forehead then says,

"My butterfly" or at least that's what I think he said.

~~~~~~~Back to present time~~~~~

Namjoon's POV

I have no control over my actions. I drop my bags on the sidewalk and walk up to her door. She's hugging him with her eyes closed but I pull them apart and her eyes open in surprise as she says,

"Namjoon?"