100 Days a Slave - NAMJIN

|Chapter Eight - Innocent Children|

Just a few days ago I posted this chapter but for some annoying reason Wattpad changed it to my first draft.I was deeply annoyed but luckily I was able to restore it.I'm still very mad because I only realized very lately.

Anyway,please vote and comment and excuse my mistakes.I know this is short but..I'll try harder next time...

Enjoy^^

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Jin's POV

I watched the little hand on my watch waiting for it to reach twelve.The 'tick-tocking' filled the silent atmosphere.

Once the hand finally reached twelve, I finally spoke."It's officially been five minutes, the noodles are ready to eat"

I happily peeled the cover off and a burst of warm air greeted my face and the smell of warm soup wafted in the air, making me even more hungry.

I took a huge slurp of noodles and noticed that Namjoon wasn't eating. He was watching me with nothing but a blank expression on his face.

"You should eat.If you want to get better quicker you need to eat,Namjoon"I advised.

He nodded his head and smiled and slowly picked up his chopsticks and opened the cover of his pot.

Why is he being...so nice?He's actually treating me like a human being.He's never smiled at me genuinely before.Is he that sick? I thought helplessly.

"I'll go get your medicine, I think it's time for you to take it" I chirped as I stood up.

"Don't-" Namjoon said as he grabbed my wrist."I don't need it"

"Okay" I whispered staring at his hand."You can let go now"I uttered.I began to feel so uneasy.

He let go and I sat back down and continued to eat in the most abnormal manner. Even though only two of us were in the room, I felt as if one hundred pairs of eyes were observing me.

"Thank you Jin.Thanks for taking care of me" Namjoon smiled again, breaking the gawky silence.

My mouth sort of opened in awe. I just nodded my head and chuckled weirdly."Well, I mean, Yoongi and Jimin took care of you too and-"

Namjoon rested his elbows on the table, and he cupped his face with his own hands and leaned in, a few inches away from my face. The corners of his lips slid upwards.

I gulped and panicked."Yah,Kim Namjoon!" I began chuckling again."You suffered from a lack of nutrition,hydration and sleep,if you keep-"

"You held my hand" He laughed and looked at me.

I returned a poker face."I never held your.... you must've been dreaming-"

He leaned in closer."You held my hand, wearing nothing but your pink pj's with Hello Kitty on them.I wasn't dreaming...You're caught..caught in a lie"

How can he remember?I was sure he was asleep

"I was checking your temperature" I argued."Your temperature was so high, it went up to 41 degrees you-"