Bubbles | Kim Namjoon X Depressed! Reader

Day 13

A/N

So, I'm going to be starting another piece soon, so go check that out as well!

But be sure to keep up with updates on this story though!

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(Y/N's PoV)

I opened my eyes to see Namjoon's chest. I couldn't help but smile from the warm feeling.

It was a slightly warm day today, a lot less hot than the other Summer days that had passed. The sun almost blinded me as much as the lights at the hospital.

I tried to pull away from Namjoon's embrace gently, as to not wake him but failed in doing so.

"Goodmorning princess." He laughed, letting my waist go.

I looked at him and for gave him a rare smile. "Morning." I replied and began to stand up. My eyes drifted to my clock and I gasped.

8:30 am

"Namjoon, we're gonna be late for school!" I panicked.

"Screw school, let's bail."

I stayed quiet for a moment before bobbing my head in agreement. Walking downstairs, I went to the kitchen and began to make pancakes.

Suddenly, I felt two arms wrap around my stomach and I glanced to see Namjoon's charming smile.

"Namjoon," I started, placing then pancakes on the table and grabbing two plates and cutlery.

"Hmm?"

"I've been thinking about something."

"And what might that be?"

"Well, you're always here for me, and you can put up with my attitude. I mean, you're just amazing. But why?"

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(Namjoon's PoV)

There's that question once again. 'But why?'

It replayed in my head many times before I hesitated. I gave her a serious look.

"Because, Y/N. I fucking love you." I said straight up. "But you will never understand because you don't love yourself so how would you accept my love?"

She had a shocked look on her face.

"It's nothing I haven't told you before."

She looked down and fiddled with her fingers anxiously. I could tell she didn't know what to do with herself.

"Sorry." She said and excused herself from the table as she ran upstairs to get dressed.

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(Y/N's PoV)

Suddenly, I felt a pang of pain in my lower abdomen and my eyes widened.

"It's nothing I haven't told you before."

I looked down, fiddling with my fingers as I tried to ignore the violent cramps.

"Sorry." I said and dashed upstairs into my bathroom. I held myself over the toilet and threw up yesterday's dinner. I coughed and spluttered, feeling queasy and uneven. My muscles tensed again and I felt another cramp, chucking up yet again.

I could hear urgent knocks on the door.

"Go away Na-"

I coughed up my food again just as he came inside the room. He rushed by me as I gripped my belly.

"What's going on?!" He asked frantically.

"Period." I blankly explained as I panted heavily.

"You're lying. Is it the anti-depressants? Did you overdose?!" His face was furious and confused.

I went stiff and locked eyes with him. I stayed silent before diverting my eyes quickly. I flushed the toilet as the cramps slowly went away. Standing up, I could feel the blood rushing to my head and I felt dizzy. I leaned against him and hugged him tightly.

"I'm sorry." I mumbled into his shirt.

His expression softened and he pulled me against him tighter. "You're stupid. Don't do it again." He said, playing with my hair as I sobbed against him.

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Namjoon invited me to live with him after he found out. More like he forced me.

He told me he couldn't bare to see me get into anymore trouble and so would have to watch over me until I got some help.

Currently, we were on his couch, watching (favourite movie). I sat on the completely opposite side from him. I didn't want to cuddle or end up making out. I wasn't into that kinky shit.

"What do you want to do tomorrow after school?" He asked once the movie finished.

"Stay at here. I don't want to do anything. I don't even want to go to school. Goodnight Namjoon." I said and walked to the guest's room.

He watched me leave and sighed, walking to his own room soon after.

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That night I stayed up, staring at the ceiling. It was almost pitch black but I could faintly make out the shapes in 'my' room.

I slipped into a world of my own thoughts the same words replayed in my head before I drifted off to sleep.

"I fucking love you."

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A/N

I don't like this one too much but oh well. Hope you're enjoying the storyline so far. I'm not sure what I'm going to do now. I have writer's block. 😡😧