bts oneshots

namjoon x reader

it was just hours away until school ended and i just felt like leaving right now. everyone and everything was bugging me. people asking me to do things to even just the smallest noise made me want to scream and go on a killing spree. i hated my classes, even worse, my own school.

"(y/n)-" "one more word that comes out of your mouth and i'll put you to hospital." i spat coldly, not baring to look up at who was trying to start a conversation with me. there were many 'ooh's and 'she's savage' going around, which made everything worse, before the class even became quiet.

"that's a one hour detention for you." i bolted my head up to see my substitute teacher pointing towards me. at this moment, i could feel everyone was starting at me. i just shrugged my shoulders and continued to take notes in my book.

the last bell rang. the last i'll ever hear for the rest of the day and i finally got to head home. except for one condition, i realised i had an hour detention to turn up to. i sighed in fustration, heading to the detention room.

"hello?" i knocked on the door. there seemed to be no one around expect for another student. he looked quite tall and his features looked soft. my mood lifted immediately after seeing him. he was quite cute for a boy in high school.

"just come on in. the teacher will arrive soon." the male student spoke up. i took my seat near him, but not too close. almost like three of four seats away from him. "guess you already know my name. what's yours?"

"i don't actually and it's (y/n)..." i spoke up. honestly i didn't want to start a conversation, but I didn't want to be rude and just what did he mean by me knowing his name? i'm pretty sure i've never seen him around school grounds before.

"practically everyone knows me for my talent." he said in a cocky manner, "name's namjoon. nickname's rap monster." i nodded, ending the conversation before we got caught by the teacher.

the detention ended quicker than i thought it would and i was finally allowed to leave. i reached my locker, placing all my textbooks in there, before closing it. that student from earlier, namjoon was standing right next to me, scaring me half to death.

"shouldn't you be gone?" i rolled my eyes, throwing my bag over my shoulders. "shouldn't a girl like you not walk alone?" there was a smirk growing on one side of his mouth.

"don't start those cliché moves on me." i started walking, brushing my shoulder against his as we both passed eachother. "it won't work."

for the past five minutes, namjoon has been following me home. all the shourcuts, all the paths i went. i was ready to murder him, but i knew that wouldn't satisfy me enough in this situation.

"stop following me." i said through the silence, tightening my grip on my bag. "i want to head home."

"who's gonna protect you?" namjoon mocked. he was getting on my nerves and so my anger grew and grew. "you need someone to protect you right now after what's about to happen."

my feet were paralysed and so they stopped me from walking. namjoon walked towards the front of my body, blocking my path. he leant in, his right hand on my chin. all i could do was roll my eyes. namjoon didn't interest me one bit.

"what will happen, sweetheart?" he asked, squinting his eyes as another smirk appeared. namjoon's head hovered over my neck causing his warm breath to spread around the area.

"you're just another fuckboy i hate." i had pushed the male's head away, shoving him out of my way. right now, i felt nothing. it was like my whole head was just numb and i even couldn't think of anything.