Touring, Namjoon X Reader

What's up?

... Later that morning ...

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

I open my door to see Namjoon, he's wearing grey sweatpants and a black tank-top, almost as laid back looking as I am. He lifts his head up to look at me and presses his lips together.

Namjoon: "hi." He says. His hands are in his pockets and he is swinging on his ankles.

Me: "Hi, what's on your mind?" I ask, knowing from his actions that there is something he wants to talk about.

Namjoon: "How did you-" He starts, smiling at me showing that he's impressed. "Uhh... it's about last night, yesterday, us, everything really."

Me: "Oh, well then you might want to come in." I say, gesturing for him to enter. As he does, I close the door and we walk over to the seating area, sitting next to each other.

... Namjoon's POV ...

(YN): "So what's up?" (YN) asks.

Me: "I was too forward with you yesterday. The concert raised my confidence and I acted in a way that I now regret." A knot is in my chest; being this close to her and trying to hide my feelings, it's difficult.

(YN): "Why do you regret it?" She replies. I grasp at words.

Me: "Well, I'm afraid I might have lead you on slightly and that wasn't my intention. I just hate seeing my friends insecure." My heart feels like it's imploding as I say that. Friends. Since she hasn't shown any sign of liking me, I know that if I make it obvious I like her, I will just get rejected. My mind races back to my outburst when I kissed her and I resent my actions, if I could take it back I would. I've made it awkward between us and Jin keeps fangirling which makes me even more down heartened because I know that things won't progress with (YN). If only she liked me.

... Your POV ...

Namjoon: "I just hate seeing my friends insecure." My cheeks get as hot as they were this morning. Friends. Maybe he doesn't like me. But I like him. My chest feels like someone has stabbed me in the heart and is now twisting the knife, it hurts. I've stupidly fallen for a guy way out my league, ACK! I bite my cheek and try and focus on something else. Uhh, let me think. Music. Singing. My debut! I need someone to help me write a song!

Me: "Which of you guys writes the songs?" I ask, hoping to seek salvation in that person.

Namjoon: "That would be me." Well that's just perfect isn't it. Yay me, I get to spend more time with the guy that makes me feel like I'm having a heart attack.

Me: "Would you be willing to help me out? I don't know the first thing about writing songs, or just music in general for that matter."

Namjoon: "I'd be thrilled!" He says, smiling at me. My heart, I can't. He's so cute. Make it stop.

Me: "Great!" I reply. It's not though, this is going to be agonizing.

Namjoon: "Firstly you need to think about what you want your song to be based on, or, you can start writing and let the words guide you." I nod at what he says and then take a page from my sketchpad, removing my pencil as I do so.

I spend the next half hour scribbling words, rubbing them out and rewriting, eventually coming up with something I deem as 'okay'. All the while Namjoon is watching me from his seat.

Me: "Alright," I say, "I'm done."

Namjoon: "Read it out to me." He says. Ohhh God! I based it off of my feelings for him, will he notice? I didn't plan to, it was as he said, the words wrote themselves, I was guided. I gulp, here goes nothing...

Me: "I turn away

and you pull me right back.

I just can't stay

and i know you know that.

I'm so confused,

I don't know what to do.

What would happen,

if I were to lose you?

Hold me tighter.

don't let me slip away,

If you loved me,

then, honey, I would stay.

Since we're both scared,

neither of us will speak.

Though I love you,

you make me so weak.

i can't tell you,

you don't feel how i feel.

i dream about you,

but that's fake and not real."

*Guys that took me five long minutes to write, you betta be proud! *

I blush, it's so cringe worthy! He looks at me. Our eyes meeting makes my mind do flips, I need to stop this feeling somehow.

Namjoon: "You're a natural, that was perfect." He says. I bite my lip and put my sketchpad down.

Me: "I think I can figure out how to create a beat and chords to go with it so..." I pause for a second wanting him to realize that I meant I wanted him to leave. He didn't respond. "I'm gonna go downstairs and talk to the guys, I assume they're all awake."

Namjoon: "All except Suga." He says.

I press my lips together. Hmm, that might cause a problem. I'm going to have to use him as an excuse to separate Jin from the others. I'm going to do it, I'm going to let my feelings out to someone.