I ran a hand through my hair as I stared at the ceiling. I heard Namjoon sigh in front of me. We both stood in the kitchen after a particularly rough argument. The only sounds I could hear were the faint sounds of traffic and the light whirring noise of the fridge. "I don't know what you want me to say, (Y/n)." His voice cut through the silence like a knife.
We had been arguing more lately, and I feared that our relationship was reaching its end. This particular argument was about us not going on dates anymore because of his busy schedule. My hands hung limply by my sides. "Maybe we should..." I trailed off. Just the thought of breaking up made my heart hurt. Namjoon frowned, letting out a gentle huff. "Maybe we should what?" His tonewas impatient as I paused. "Break up." I whispered out.
He went silent again. He reached out for me, but a I shook my head and stepped away. "(Y/n). Please, don't do this. I'll do better! Just please don't leave me." Namjoon's voice got softer at the end. I lowered my head and averted my eyes. "Namjoon," he flinched when I said his full name. "We both know that this relationship isn't working anymore. It would be better for both of us or we just ended it."
"No!" I jumped at his sudden outburst. "(Y/n), I love you more than anything. You can't do this to me. I don't think I would be able to handle not seeing your face in the morning. You're my everything." I shook my head, tears falling down my face. "Joonie, I can't." My voice cracked. "Our frequent arguments and fights, they're hurting me. I don't think I can handle them anymore." I stepped around him, heading for our room.
After I grabbed everything I needed to stay at a friend's house for a bit, I went to the door. Namjoon was at the kitchen doorway, tears glistening in his eyes. "We can work this out, please." My hand shook as I reached for the door. "Maybe we can, but I don't believe we can." I held back a sob. "I think it would be in your best interest to focus on your career. It would help you to not only hurt the ones you love, but yourself as well." With that, I walked out the door and to my car.
As soon as I got in my car, I hit the the dash and let out all of the sobs I was holding back. Through tears, I started the car and drove out of the driveway. As I drove down the road, I let out multiple more sobs. My vision blurred by tears, I didn't see the car coming from the left. The last thing I thought about was Namjoon before there was a loud crash and darkness enveloped me.
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I opened my eyes to be blinded by white lights. I was able to hear a faint beeping sound. When I adjusted to the brightness, I figured out that I was in a hospital. I looked to my right to see Namjoon sitting in a chair, asleep. His fingers were entangled with mine, making me smile. I leaned over, ignoring the pain, and kissed the top of his head.
He jerked awake, his head hitting my chin. I let out a soft groan, rubbing my chin. Namjoon gasped and wrapped his arms around me. "Thank god, you're okay." His low voice was music to my ears. I wrapped my arms around him, wanting the moment to last forever. Due to our constant arguing, we were never in the mood to show we loved each other.
Namjoon pulled away, and suddenly kissed me with so much passion I saw stars. A tear slipped out of my eye and I kissed him back with the same amount of passion. When he pulled away, he rested his forehead on mine. I could feel his hot breath against mine. "I'm so sorry, jagiya. Please don't leave me. Once I heard what happened it felt like my soul had left my body. I didn't know what to do. I thought I had lost the love of my life." My eyes brimmed with tears, as did his. "I don't plan on leaving any time soon." I whispered, pulling him in for another kiss.

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