Bubbles | Kim Namjoon X Depressed! Reader

Day 3.5 - Day 4

A/N

Whoops, here's another chapter. I have too much time on my hands.

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(Y/N's PoV)

Great, I'm sick.

Actually, it is great. A closer chance of becoming critically ill. And then death. The end.

A smile rose to my face and Namjoon looked at me. He looked confused for the most part. He continued to make the soup and placed the bowl down infront of me.

"Eat up~" He grinned.

"I'm not hungry."

"Come on, please?"

"No."

"Why?"

"No."

My smile dropped and he got the message.

"Here comes the aeroplane~!"

Oh wait. No he didn't.

I continued to give him a displeased and annoyed look. I pushed the soup away from me and yawned.

"Can I nap instead?"

Namjoon stopped and sighed. "Come on then." He said and picked me up bridal-style.

"What are you doing? Am I not going home?"

"Don't be silly, you won't take care of yourself. You don't care that you're sick and I can't allow that." He said, laying me down in his bed.

"I'll take the couch tonight. Have a good rest and wake me up if you need anything." He informed and left me alone in his room.

I glanced down at my skin and sighed. I covered myself with the blankets, closing my eyes deep in thought. I really don't take good care of myself, do I?

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I couldn't sleep. I swear to god I'm an insomniac. I stood up and stretched, venturing into the kitchen. I noticed Namjoon through the hall on the couch and my expression softened. Why is he so nice to me? He's an idiot.

I gathered all my now dry clothes from yesterday and changed into them, all except for my shirt. I liked Namjoon's one too much. It's comfortable.

I silently left the apartment and shut the door quietly. I walked to the park, my mind racing with adrenaline. Adrenaline caused by thought and daydreams which were more like nightmares. I needed to clear my thoughts anyway.

My sickness seemed to calm down and my nose wasn't as bunged up as it was earlier. I scoffed as I collapsed on the ground. My E/C eyes scanned the stars above. It was a clear night, no clouds, nothing- just me and the stars.

I snapped out of my thoughts when my name was called.

"Y/N!"

My eyes were met with the same worried chocolate eyes I saw earlier. I sighed and sat up, clutching my legs.

"Why did you leave?" He asked, a hint of anger in his voice.

"Why do you care?" I replied.

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(Namjoon's PoV)

I hesitated, silenced by her words. Yes, why do I care? I try for her, time and time again, I'm always there for her. What do I get for it?

I get a feeling, a strange one. It warms me and I seem to enjoy her sour company.

"Because maybe you're more appreciated than you think, idiot. You're blind to love." I stated, my eyebrows furrowed in an annoyed expression.

Y/N sat there silently and looked at her feet, still holding onto her legs. It seemed she had nothing to say.

I stood up and walked off, not daring to look back.

"Pabo." I whispered.

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A/N

Well here we are again, the end of another chapter. What are your opinions on the storyline so far?