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

Run

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

She said that they've been through a lot. Are you kidding me?  What about what we've been through?

~~~~~~~3 years ago~~~~~

Y/N's POV

School has been the same, nothing interesting has happened and I expected today to be no different. I walk into my musical composition class and see the new guy Namjoon sitting in the desk next to me. I walk up to my desk and he utters a small greeting. I ignore him and sit, but apparently he is dead set on irritating me when he asks,

"Hey, I said good morning. Did you hear me?"

"I did I just chose to ignore you." I reply

"Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today."

All I can do is give him a  death glare, and then he looks towards me and we both laugh it off. Though I refused to admit it at first, his wittiness never fails to make me smile. The teacher informs us that he will put us into groups for this assignment and we must compose a song and perform it for the class. Everyone gets paired up, and the last remaining people are Namjoon and I so naturally, we get paired up for this assignment.

"When do you want to start working on it?" he asks

"Today is fine by me if you're not busy, the sooner the better." he nods and we agree that today we'll go to my house to work on the song.

After school we walk home since the weather is actually not that bad. I walk into my house before Namjoon has the chance to pass into my living room. I drop my bag on the floor and freeze in shock at the sight before me.

"Grandma! Grandma, wake up! Namjoon!" I scream his name and he comes running into my house.

"Call an ambulance! Grandma, wake up!!" He's already dialing  as I try to help my grandma regain consciousness, but it's no use. The ambulance arrives shortly after and Namjoon and I climb in the back and head to the hospital.

When we arrive at the hospital, my grandma gets taken in by the doctors and Namjoon and I wait in the waiting room.

"Sorry I guess we won't be able to work on the project today." I say admist the silence

"It's okay, but why was your grandma alone at home. Were your parents working?" he asks

This. This is why I didn't want to get close to him, or anyone for that matter. Having to explain this to anyone is hard, and I'm still struggling with accepting the fact that my parents are no longer here.

"My parents died when I was young..." I whisper but he somehow still manages to hear me.

"Can I ask how?" he asks with sympathy is his tone.

"My dad died in a car accident when I was three, and my mom died soon after from depression. That's why I live with my grandma, she's the only family I have left."

He stares at me, but all I can do is look at the floor. He raises his hand, lifts my chin and says

"You've got me." I smile a little knowing he's just trying to make me feel better, he probably doesn't really mean it.

"I mean it." He says, in shock I look up at him and his eyes are clear and his tone was assertive as if he knew what I was already thinking.

"I'm sorry I had a nervous breakdown when I saw my grandma on the floor.. it's just I don't know what I would do if I lost her too.." I start to cry but Namjoon begins to cradle my head and rub his hand up and down my hair.

"Shhhhhh, it's okay Y/N come here." he moves me out of my chair and sits me in his lap and I curl into his side and just cry as he sweetly rubs my back. I feel him kiss my head, which I found a bit odd but I choose to see it as him just comforting me.

After what felt like forever, the doctor comes back out and tells me that my grandma will be fine she just collapsed from stress and advises me to keep a close eye on her since collapsing at her age can be very serious. I breathe a sigh of relief, and Namjoon says,

"See I told you everything would be okay." I hug him and I hear him chuckle at my sudden show of affection but he wraps his arms around me anyway.

The doctor says that he would like to keep her overnight to be sure everything is okay, and that tomorrow morning she would be free to leave. With the good news Namjoon and I head home and stay up late to work on the song. I wake up to the sun hitting me in the face, and Namjoon has his head down across the table from me and I jump up from the table and hit my leg in surprise. "Ow! What time is it?"

It is 8:55 a.m.

Crap! We're late for school!

"Namjoon get up!"

"W-What what happened?"he replies groggily

"We're late for school, that's what happened."

He gets up fast. I grab an apple off the kitchen counter and we're out the door. I thank god he's not a heavy sleeper because that would have been a nightmare.

~~~~~~~~~Back to the present~~~~~~

Namjoon's POV

I look out the airplane window as I listen to some music and reminisce on the memory. To think that we were once so close and now all of it is falling apart gives me angst. I take out a notebook and write out some lyrics to let off some steam.

You're my sun, one and only in this world
I bloom for you, but you make me thirsty
It's too late, too late
I can't live without you
Even if 'm drying out, I try harder to reach you

I guess we both really are just running since that is all we know how to do.