Bubbles | Kim Namjoon X Depressed! Reader

Day 2

A/N

Welcome to, yet again, another chapter of my story. Thank you thank you!

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(Y/N's PoV)

I sat in the library, my thumbs twirling around each other as I tried to concentrate. I never could.

I usually blank out or just forget about what I was doing completely because I get distracted. I mumbled to myself and cursed under my breath as I tried again to read. It just seemed like my eyes drifted away out of boredom.

That's it.

I put the books away where I found them and left the building.

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(Flashback)

I came home from school, opening the door of my parents' house. I furrowed my eyebrows as I saw my mom passed out on the floor. Well, she's been drinking again.

As I went further into the house and saw my dad sat in the kitchen. He had a cigarette between his fingers and was happily smoking it.

"Hey honey-" He started.

I ran upstairs, cutting him off. I didn't want to hear any of his shit.

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That night, I left the house. My backpack was heavy but I could manage. It was better than breathing in smoke for the rest of my life.

It was almost pitch black, apart from the odd lamppost, which I avoided to not be seen. I planned on staying at Choimin and Choijin's house, my twin friends, but their parents wouldn't allow it.

So, I caught the train to the complete other side of South Korea, where I could forget about everything.

I could start over.

(Flashback end)

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I walked to the beach, the usual. Even though it wasn't a school day, I needed to clear my thoughts.

I lay down on the sand, letting the sound of the waves calm my ears, that were ringing and hurt. I, for once, smiled and let a small tear drip down my cheek sideways. And then another. And so on.

I soon found myself sobbing and sitting up in a position in which I could hide my face in between my knees. I liked it like this.

I heard footsteps approaching in the sand and quickly wiped away the tears that stained my face. I looked up to see a familiar face. I admired the features.

Dimples.

I diverted my eyes quickly, refusing to show my face as I hid it in my hands.

"Go away." I said.

"Fine." He replied and began to walk away.

"No... Come back." I continued, looking at him.

Namjoon stopped and crouched down beside me, shooting me a worried expression. I just reached my arms out to him and hugged him.

He returned the embrace and rested his head on my shoulder. "Tell me what's going on, Y/N. You can trust me." He whispered.

"I hate myself. I hate my parents. I hate school. I hate eating. I-" I bit down on my lip to hold back a whimper and a cry. My eyes welled up and I stopped.

Namjoon stayed silent and listened to what I had to say. He spoke up once a silence occurred between us, "You don't have to hate me."

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I lay in bed and stared at my phone. Namjoon earlier gave me his number so I could message him anytime I needed help or company.

(Left = Namjoon, Right = You)

Hi

Hi

U busy tomorrow?

No

Want 2 go get ice cream?

No

He didn't reply, even though I know he'd seen it. I paused for a moment in thought, reckoning he was waiting for a different response.

Yes

Meet me at 1am in the park.

Goodnight, Joonie.

Goodnight, Y/N.

I smiled and chuckled to myself. What are you trying to do to me, Namjoon?

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