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''Did I Do Something Wrong?'' - Namjoon/Jimin

"I'm yours, I promise," Jimin once said. He broke that promise.

-

Opening his apartment door quietly one night, you found him in the middle of a steamy make-out session with some girl sitting on top of him. They looked like they were starving, eating out each other's faces like that. Your inhaled deeply, restraining your fury as you shut the door quietly. If this is how he wants to play this game... Then it was your turn to strike.

-

It began to get darker outside the longer you stayed in this pharmacy store. You has risen up from bed, remembering that your cycle was going to start tomorrow, so you decided to stop by and pick up a pack of.. feminine products.

But on your way here, you had that feeling... Was someone following you? You turned around to see a shady looking man quickly tilt his head down so that his hat covered his face. He might be heading the same direction, so you shrugged him off.

But that thought quickly disappeared.

As you scanned the aisles lined with pad packs, he was a few aisles back, pretending to examine a lotion bottle. Every now and then he would look up at you, the hairs on the back of your neck standing up. That feeling of being watched overcame you again.

You picked up a pack and took out your phone, unlocking it with a few taps and then picking Jimin's contact to call. Namjoon's name flashed for a second before you hit the green button, putting the device near your ear. Please be up, you hoped, not seeing the contact name.

"(Y/N)?" The voice on the other end was not your boyfriend's. It was Namjoon.

In the corner of your eye, you saw the man then go to an aisle closer to yours, and your heartbeats grew louder.

You didn't have time to redial and call Jimin.

"Namjoon-oppa. Can you walk me home? I'm at the pharmacy near that BBQ place.." With the purple plastic pack under your other arm, you slowly were walking towards the cashier's direction. ".. Is something wrong?" he said hesitantly.

"Please," you said quietly. "There's this man.." you glanced back, "please hurry." You were now next in line, and the man was two people behind you, holding the lotion you had seen earlier. Handing over the money, the cashier put your item in a black plastic bag and gave the change, saying good night.

You saw a tall man enter through the entrance-- a worried-looking Namjoon was at the front, looking around until you locked eyes with him. Walking to his direction, you grabbed his arm and smiled sweetly. "Namjoon-oppa~ Let's go!" The man had stopped in his tracks after seeing you two, and you caught Namjoon give him a look before leading you out.

-

"Thanks so much.." You let out a breath. "He looked old.. But why are you out here at this time? You shouldn't be here alone. Call me next time," he said, and you looked up at him. Seeing your startled expression, he stuttered before saying, "Or call Jimin. But he's probably..." He glanced at the bag, your hand gripping the opening tightly so he wouldn't see the contents. "What'd you get?"

"Nothing," you mumbled. He still continued to stare in curiosity, and you gave a light chuckle.

"Do you really wanna know?" He nodded a yes.

"Okay, you see, when a girl becomes a woma--" you started.  "OH." he said loudly, and a laugh escaped your lips. The more you know.~

-

Both of you talked on the way home, sharing a few laughs and talking about funny experiences-- like the time when strawberry milk went out of his nose because he laughed too hard. Namjoon then got silent for a second, so you did the same until he opened his mouth to say something you expected him to say sooner or later. "(Y/N), Jimin is with another girl. He actually went to see her today.. I just.. Wanted to let you know before you get hurt."

"I know," you responded, "I actually saw one of their little moments. It seemed exciting."

-

From that point on, you had spent more time with Namjoon in comparison with the time spent with your own boyfriend. You had to get him to notice your motive somehow-- he was to get jealous. But things  somehow switched up a bit.

You began to look forward to your outings with Namjoon, his teasing about your choppy English and how short you were. How he would always offer his coat when it was cold, how you both had your inside jokes and soon you both had gotten so close to the point where you could insult each other without harm.

"Dwarf," he started, and you narrowed your eyes.

"Giant."

"Dumb."

"Smartass.. Well--" you paused to hear him already laughing. "You call that an insult? I'm proud to be a smartass then.~" he said.

Buzz. Buzz.

Looking down, a light peeked from the insides of your pocket. It was Jimin. "(Y/N), come to the dorm. I miss you," he said.

"Alright, we're coming," you replied.

"We?" he said, his tone changing.

"Namjoon-oppa." You smirked as there was silence on the other side of the call, before he mumbled an 'Okay' and hung up. Your eyes were now set on the dorm's direction, wondering how his reaction would be when he sees you two enter through the door.

What you didn't see was Namjoon catching your smirk, him inhaling sharply and shaking his thoughts away.

-

"I'll prepare something," the taller boy said.  Namjoon soon began preparing pots and pans, and your eyes widened at the fact that Namjoon, the boy who could not even cut onions properly, was going near the stove.

Before you could protest against the idea, you were then pulled into Jimin's room, where he gave a harsh stare.

"Why?"

"Why what?" You scrunched up your eyebrows as if you didn't know what he intended.

"Why are you hanging out with Hyung all of a sudden? Did I do somethi.."

A malicious laugh escaped your lips on instinct. He looked at you in confusion, unsure why you would laugh in such a serious situation.

Ha. Did he do something wrong?

"I've been using Namjoon to make you jealous all the time and rethink seeing her, but I guess it's still not enough. Why am I hanging out with Namjoon? Because he's better than a lying, chea..ting.." You let out a weak sob, breaking your bold rant and making you seem more pitiful than you already were.

"Namjoon is so.. So much better than you. I guess.. that using him was put to good use." Jimin looked hurt, but you didn't feel bad for him at all. He should be feeling bad for you.

His face twisted into a look of sudden shock as he took his eyes off of you, looking at something else now.

You followed his eyes that were looking over your shoulder to find a rigid Namjoon in the doorway. His face twisted from confusion to a pained face that was far worse than Jimin's.

"I guess my efforts of trying to make you love me wasn't put to good use at all then," he said, giving a pained smile.