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

Tomorrow

A/N: Thank you so much to everyone who has taken the time to read my story! From the bottom of my heart I appreciate it ^^ Enjoy the update!

Y/N's POV

What is he doing here? Isn't he supposed to be in Korea?

"Namjoon, what are you doing here?" I ask

"I think I should be asking him that." he replies angrily

Leo steps back, scratches the back of his head and says,

"Hi my name is Leo, what's up?" he extends his hand out for a handshake but all Namjoon does is stare at his hand like he wants to tear it off his body.

He ignores Leo completely and turns towards me. He grabs my face affectionately and runs his thumbs across my cheeks.

"Y/N I missed you so much." He says sweetly

Don't talk to me like that.

I take his hands off my face and look at Leo and say,

"Maybe you should go, he and I have to talk"

"Yeah, I understand I'll see you tomorrow." he says walking back towards me and kisses me on the forehead again. Namjoon quickly pushes him away from me and angrily spits,

"Get away from her."

Leo turns to leave when Namjoon grabs me by the wrist and drags me inside my house and slams the door.

"Who is he?" he sneers

"Leo? He's just a really good friend we have been through a lot together since you left."

"We? I don't like him and I don't like you being around him." he replies

"Well, I didn't ask you for your opinion. What are you even doing here? I thought you were supposed to be in Seoul right now."

"I missed you and I wanted to come back and talk to you in person about what's going on between us." he replies

"Us? There isn't an us. There is nothing to talk about, you need to leave."

"Y/N you never change do you? You always run away from your problems. I came all this way just  to see you and you're being an asshole right now."

"Well I didn't ask you to. And last time I checked I'm not the one who hung up the phone when we were talking at the airport." I reply

"See this is what I came to explain, what happened was-"

"Save me your bullshit excuses Namjoon, if you didn't feel the same way all you had to do was tell me."

"It's not that I don't feel the same, let me explain-"

"NO I AM DONE WITH YOU AND ALL OF THIS. YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT I AM RUNNING AWAY FROM MY PROBLEMS BUT AT LEAST I WAS BRAVE ENOUGH TO OPEN UP MY HEART TO YOU AND YOU SHUT THE DOOR RIGHT IN MY FACE. I don't want to fight just go." I walk towards the door and open it, I look away from him because I don't want him to see my crying.

That's all he knows how to make me do.

~~~~~~~~~~~Namjoon's POV~~~~~~~~~

No. I won't let it end like this.

I walk to her couch and sit down. She looks to me and I see her crying.

Why is that the only thing I know how to make her do?

Her voice is shaking as she says,

"What are you doing? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS? JUST LEAVE ME ALONE NAMJOON."

"No, I'm not leaving until we talk! I'm tired of running away."

"I don't want to talk to you! Let's just forget anything ever happened." she replies and turns back walking towards the door.

I sprint up off the couch quickly chasing after her grabbing her arm and pinning her against the wall.

Her eyes are wide open and I can see the residue of the tears that had just fallen moments before on her cheeks. I stare into her eyes deeply and kiss her. I forcefully press my lips against hers to show her what my words can't.

Maybe like this we'll finally understand.

I open my eyes in surprise when she kisses back and this only reassures me to keep going so I put my tongue inside her mouth and press her harder against the wall. Time seems to stop, with us just in this moment.

My phone begins to ring.

Dammit. Everytime.

I pull away from her only to see her lips a burning red. And her eyes are full of passion staring right back into mine.

I give myself a second to catch my breath before answering the phone.

"Hello?"

"Namjoon, where did you go? I heard you traveled overseas, we never gave you permission for that please come back home immediately." PD nim is upset. Damn.

"Yes, I'm sorry I was not aware I'll go back home as early as I can." I reply and hang up the phone. I put my phone back in my pocket, look up at her and say,

"Let's just forget anything ever happened." 

~~~~~~~~~~~Y/N's POV~~~~~~~~

"Let's just forget anything ever happened."

Those were the last words he said before walking out the door. Forget? 

How?

When he walks out the door for what I assume is the last time I close it and slide down the back of it and finally let go of all the tears I was holding back.