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Namjoon- Make it up to you

  You clenched your jaw as you looked at the time again. Whaa, you shook your head in disbelief. Two hours late, that's a new record Kim fucking Namjoon.

You finally stood from the bench you were sitting at, the place you were suppose to meet Namjoon for the date that you two had been planning for over a week now. You gripped down on your bag hard as you stomped away, yanking out your phone and calling your sister.

"Yooo." She answered almost immediately. "Y/N My baby sister never calls me anymore."

"Unnie," You breathed out. "Can I stay at your place tonight?"

"Uh," Your sister's voice softened immediately. "Of course Y/N, what happened? Did you an Namjoon have a fight?"

You snarled to yourself as you clenched your fists. "Not yet."

Namjoon POV

"You sure you're good?" Namjoon checked one last time with Yoongi and Hoseok.

"Course." Hoseok nodded with a bright smile. "Noona is bringing us food." He chirped, referring to his older sister that was in town.

"Say hi to her for me." Namjoon gave the two boys a tired smile and slipped out of the recording room.

The night air was slightly chilly as he made his way to his car and drove home. All the lights in the apartment were off, which made sense. It was late, Y/N must be asleep.

Namjoon tiredly dragged himself into the house, closing and locking the door behind him. He slipped into the kitchen for a quick drink of water before heading for a shower. He got out rather fast and tiredly made his way to the bedroom, turning on his phone flashlight to find his way to the bed, only to stop in his tracks.

The bed, it was empty.

His eyes narrowed as his stomach dropped, pulling up your contact and calling you. He turned in a nervous circle as the phone started ringing, but the call was declined almost immediately.

He jerked his head back and tried again only to find the same thing happening. He tried texting you then, his hands slightly shaking.

"Where are you??"

He waited impatiently and nothing.

"Y/N?" He tried again. "Hello?!"

About to throw up, he rushed back towards the door, getting his jacket and shoes on to go out and look for you. He had his second shoe halfway on when his whole body froze, his eyes widening extremely as he frantically felt for his phone again, pulling up his calendar.

Shiiiiit, he cursed in his head. This was the day he was supposed to go out with you because he technically didn't have to go into work today, but he and the boys started messing around with some tracks and his mind blanked.

"Y/N," He quickly texted. "Babe, i'm SOO SORRY!! I can't believe I forgot our date, that's why you're ignoring me right? You're not dead are you?"

He hated even the idea of you not being okay. He waited for what felt like hours but turned out to only be five minutes for your reply.

"Now you know how it feels. I texted and called you over ten times and you never responded. I waited TWO HOURS Namjoon."

Namjoon winced at you calling him by his full name. His phone was off all practice, he didn't even realize.

"I'm really sorry. Please PLEASE come back and let me apologize properly."