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Namjoon's POV

I stayed at (y/n)'s apartment until midnight that day. The photoshoot was postponed for days because of me. I got scolded by manager big time.

"What have gotten into you?! Grow up, Namjoon!" Manager frustratedly said.

"Jeosonghamnida." I replied.

I barely got scolded, so other members kinda not used to it.

We were at the backstage getting prepared for our 2nd anniversary photoshoot. The staff were busy. Here I am, in front of a mirror, while the artist put some make up on my face.

"Okay! BTS! get into position!" The director called us clapping his hands so we gathered to the studio.

We wore the same formal grey strip suits with white inner clothing. Our neckties were in the same color and style too, except our maknae who insisted to wear a bow tie instead.

The camera continued flashing, we posed formally. It was like a vintage family picture. Eventually, the director dropped the formality so the maknae line became hyped. They were shouting and making noises in each and every pose.

I didn't wanna spoil their happiness so I rode along and forced myself to smile in front of the camera.

"Namjoon! Are you having indigestion or something?! One more time!" The director shouted so I muttered an apology.

We switched positions so Yoon Gi was now beside me.

"How's (y/n?)?" He asked, whispering.

I ignored him. I didn't wanna interact with him so I just pretended I didn't hear anything. He looked pissed.

Why is this bastard can't wait until the photoshoot's over? But even so, I won't speak a word.

The shoot came into an end so the staff were now packing up. The members were talking cheerfully.

"I'll repeat, how is she?" Yoon Gi asked in a stern voice. I ignored him again. I saw his jaw tighten.

I turned my back to him but he grabbed my shoulder.

"NAMJOON, I. AM. TALKING. TO. YOU." he said, louder this time.

The staff, the members, and the other people in the place including our manager stopped on whatever they were doing and looked at us.

The members, above all, seemed to be nervous like they knew what would happen next. But my patience was taking over so I just took a deep breath before facing Yoon Gi.

"Why do you care?" I spat in a low voice so only us two could hear.

"Tell me, how is she doing?" he asked, he looked fuming mad. If this was just a normal argument with Yoon Gi, I would run for my life but no. This wasn't.

"You dumped her. So why are you asking?" I spat, removing his hands on my shoulder before I turned to my heels and walked away.

"Cause I want her back." he said in a tone I couldn't almost hear. I stopped on my track. My blood started to reach a hundred degree. I faced him again.

I think I heard it wrong.

"Mworagu?!" (What did you say?) I asked. I felt like I was going to explode anytime. Is (y/n) some kind of toy for him?

I remember how broke (y/n) was. I remember how hard she cried. How wrecked she was.

"I said, I want (y/n) back. I want us back." he replied, looking straight into my eyes.

Then all hell broke loose.

"Shibal nom- ah!" (You, motherfucker!) I charged myself at him as I fired a punch across his face. He budged backwards but he was still standing.

Yoon Gi wiped the blood on his damaged lips with his thumb finger. He was looking at the floor.

Jungkook and Jin went to hold both of my arms to prevent me on hurting the bastard any further. I struggled to let go. Other people in the room were either had their eyes out or jaws opened.

"After what you've done to her?! You had the guts to say that?!" I yelled.

"Dakcho (shut up). Don't act like you did nothing wrong towards her, Namjoon. I bet you've done worse." he talked back.

"SHIB SEH GGI." (YOU PIECE OF SHIT.) I muttered.

With all the will I had in my being, I managed to push Jin and Jungkook away and launched myself at him as I threw another punch to his left cheek sending him to the ground. I could hear manager nim turning hysterical but I didn't care.

I hovered over him as I raised my fist once again, aiming to punch him but stopped mid air.

Why is he not fighting back?

I was lost in my thoughts so the other members took the chance to drag me away from Yoon Gi. Jungkook, Taehyung and Jin were now holding me back. Hoseok and Jimin helped Yoon Gi to stand up.

I harshly brushed their hands away from me.

"Try, and you'll see the end of this." I warned him as I stormed out of the place.

I drove to nowhere. I didn't know where to go. I didn't want to face the members yet. My phone beeping nonstop. I didn't have to check it to know it was Jin who's calling

Little did I know my wheels would drag me to (y/n). I parked my car in front of her apartment. I walked towards her door. I knocked.

The girl that drove me to insanity opened the door.

"Namjoon?" she spoke.

I didn't say a thing but hugged her instead. It felt like home.

She struggled. "Yah, what are you doing?"

I tighten my embrace. "Can.. can you let me have this hug?"

(Y/n) stopped struggling. She didn't hugged me back but the fact that she let me embrace her was more than enough.

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"Yah! The whole world knows that you are clumsy but what is it that you break this time?" I am now sitting at the sofa inside (y/n)'s apartment as she examined my bruised knuckles.

"Geunyang.." (just..) I scratched my head, smiling. It isn't right to say that I just broke her ex's face, right?

"Aigoo." (y/n) remarked. She stood up and went to searched something in a cabinet. She went back holding a kit.

I should be the one mending her. I shook my head, disappointed with myself.

(Y/n) put on some dark brown liquid to sanitize my wounds. I looked at her. She had her hair in a braid and it suits her.

"Beautiful." I whispered under my breath.

"I know." (Y/n) chuckled. I laughed along with her.

The tone of her happiness filled the room. I've been into music for years but little did I know, the greatest music cannot be played by greatest musicians, but can be heard through her lips.

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