Namjoon pov
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Five people walk into my section of the library...none of them are Jin though. I huff and sink lower in my seat. It's been two days and I haven't gotten so much as a message from him. I should be used to his avoidance already, but it feels different this time. I close my eyes and recall his naked chest and the touch of his lips against my neck.
I groan and lay my head on the table, closing my eyes in the process. None the less, here I am in the library at 11 pm boring myself to death. It's barely two minutes later that I hear the seat across from me being pulled out and crack one eye open.
It's Yoongi.
He slouches in the seat and sighs heavily, making me lift my head up. I lean back in my chair and cross my arms. "What's up?"
"Jimin is annoying me." My eyebrows shoot up at this and he exhales sharply. "Ever since we met in person he's been slowly getting more and more needy. If I don't text him for a few hours he thinks I'm not interested or if I want to go some place without him, he did something wrong. It was never like this before when I didn't know he lived so close. It was always fun to Skype and message. Now, it's like a chore." He rambles and my mouth hangs open. He runs his hand down his face. "It's the fucking truth. Jimin is too clingy."
I raise my hands in defense as his phone vibrates. He holds it up for me to see. It's a text from Jimin and I almost die from laughter.
J: Want to Skype? I miss you~
"It's been four hours since I've seen him and before that I talked to him in the morning before we met up after our classes finished." He starts typing on his phone and clicks the send button.
"What did you tell him?"
"That I was hanging out with you and then probably going to sleep." He shrugs and I chuckle underneath my breath.
"You two need to sort this out before you break up." His face remains cold and my eyes widen. "Do you want to break up?"
He sighs, "Of course not. I just don't think he can handle what I have to say...he's so fragile."
I slide a bag of M&M's across the table, "Want some?"
"Thanks," He takes some and stuffs his mouth full.
"You guys never discussed boundaries since meeting in person. You should talk to him abou-" My phone starts vibrating in my pocket and I raise a little to take it out. I frown when my sister's name flashes on the screen. I put the phone to my ear as I answer the call. "Hello?"
There's labored breathing on her end and I can hear music in the background. "N-namjoon..."
"Where the hell are you? What is all that noise?" I question when a door slams. Her side goes quiet and I start to get nervous. "Hey, Kyung Min?"
"I don't know what's wrong with my body. It feels n-numb and my head is h-heavy." She groans causing me to stand from my seat in a hurry. I start gathering my things, alerting Yoongi to my panic.
"Where are you?"
"I locked myself in the girl's restroom..." Her breathing becomes more shaky as her sniffles fill the phone. "I'm at club octagon...I came with Wonjoon."
"Damn it! I told you to stay away from him." I curse and I hear her whimper.
"I lost him in the crowd and he's not answering his phone."
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