Don't Tell: NamJin ✅

One Reason

-Namjoon's POV-

"Come on, Namjoon, we have to go," my mom yelled from downstairs. I was in my room, just remembering all the good times I spent there. I sighed thinking, 'I never brought Jin Hyung up here.' I grabbed the bag from the floor in the empty room. I walked out and closed the door. My mom saw me coming down the stairs. "Finally, now get in the car, it's a long drive to Seoul." She told me. I got into the car with my younger sister. She saw I was sad.
"Oppa, what's wrong?" She asked. I looked at her and smiled.
"Nothing," I told her and patted her head. She smiled back and began texting on her phone. I looked out the window of our old house as the car drove away. We passed Seojin's house. I closed my eyes and thought about what I said earlier, 'I'll come back for you Seokjin.' I followed him that day, I wanted to tell him I was leaving and how I felt. Even though he didn't know me very well. While I followed him I saw those bullies attack him. I was so scared to do anything, so I just froze. I froze doing nothing but watching from afar and listening to everything the had said. Then I heard one of the bullies talk in a girly voice. I heard my name followed by 'the cutest'. Suddenly I wasn't scared and ran to save Seokjin. My first true love.

-----------18 yearold Namjoon----------
"What's that? A letter to your boyfriend?" A mean kid named Dongseok asked me.
"No, it's too my friend. His name is Seokjin," I told the kid. He made a face at me.
"Then why is there hearts all over it?" Dongseok asked. I started to blush so I looked down and hid my face. The boy was chuckling at me. I stood up, still looking down, and clenched my fist. I wasn't having his bullshit today. I punched him right in the face. The whole class looked back at us as Dongseok fell to the ground. His nose gushing with blood. He wiped away a tear.
"KIM NAMJOON!" The teacher yelled and motioned me to come to her. I listened, and as I walked up to her I took my letter, crumbled it into a ball, and threw it away. I never tried to write to Seokjin again.

------------19 yearold Namjoon---------
It's been three years since seeing Jin. I always thought about him. I couldn't stop. Right after I graduated, I started partying, drinking, regretting things the next morning, hooking up with hoe ass girls, just to get my mind of Jin. It didn't help, but I got addicted. I was at a club one day drinking like usual, when I saw a tall handsome guy sitting across the bar. It was dark, so couldn't see him very well, but I started to observe him. He probably drank 4 or 5 beers before leaving clumsily. I hadn't even finished my first. I followed the boy out side. He walked around the corner into an ally. There was a ladder there that seemed to go up to the roof. The boy climbed up the ladder. Not wanting to be seen, I didn't climb up until he was already up on the roof. When I got to the roof, the boy standing towards the edge. 'What is he doing?' I thought, 'wait....IS HE GOING TO JUMP?' Without thinking I yelled out to him.
"Yah!!" I yelled.
He turned around, I could just barely see his face in the moonlight but I knew who he was. My eyes widened.
"Na-Nam-joon?" The boy said. He suddenly lost his balance and was about to fall off. I ran as fast as I could and grabbed his wrist just in time. He was dangling from the edge looking into my eyes. I had never felt more at peace.
"I told you, I'd come back for you, Seokjin," I said to him while he was still at risk of death. A tear ran down Jin's surprised face. I pulled him up. He hugged me and started sobbing.
"Namjoon. Namjoon. Namjoon," he kept saying. I strocked his hair.
"It's okay," I told him. "I'm right here."
"I couldn't wait any longer," told me. I ignored his comment and just focused on embracing Jin.