Namjoon Oneshot Collection

(FLUFF X READER) Coming out in Comfort

He'd noticed you being a bit off with him lately, but why? He couldn't quite put his finger on it.

It started when you began to be too busy to see him or meet up a lot, and even when you did hang out, he felt that it was more friendly than romantic. Then, you began being short in your texts, barely replying to him and even when you did, there were no cute emojis or 'Sleep well Oppa <3', it was just basic responses. That's why he decided to come to you for answers instead of continuing to wait for you to go to him.

"Ah hello, Namjoon!" Your mother greeted him after opening the front door, "Hi! I was just wondering if I could see Y/N for a bit, we have this homework due.." he scratched his neck awkwardly, but she seemed to understand, letting him into the hall. "She's been acting a little odd lately, I'm sure all she needs is her boyfriend" she chuckled as Namjoon blushed, ushering him up the stairs.

Namjoon knocked politely on the door, but was met with no answer, he waited a few more moments before deciding that you were either asleep or had your headphones on loud - like you often did. "It's just me!" he covered his eyes slightly incase you were changing, but instead was met with the sight of you in your comfy clothes - as expected with headphones on - huddled around your phone screen. After studying you for a moment, enjoying the cute view since you were often hiding from him these days, he decided not to scare you but instead just tap your shoulder.

"Ah! Namjoon!" you muttered sheepishly, slightly shocked as you hid your phone under your leg. "Your mother let me in, I've been worried about you... is everything, okay?" he asked, fully aware of how you were keeping a firm grip on your phone. "Um.. yeh... I'm sorry for being a bit distant, I've just been a bit stressed from school" you lied, sitting back on your bed a bit. "What were you looking at?" he asked, motioning towards your phone when you didn't answer him. "Nothing..." you barely whispered, "Y/N... please" he begged, placing a hand on your shoulder gently.

"Nothing is w-wrong, Namjoon. But I have a lot of work to do so-" as you moved to open the door again (signalling Namjoon to get out), he instead dived for your waist, tickling you until you dropped your phone. "Namjoon!" you called, voice breaking slightly as your heart jumped up into your throat. Namjoon skilfully typed in your passcode before his face fell slightly. He had not been expecting to open your phone to a forum called "How to deal with a sexuality crisis", all of which consisted of girls commenting how they dealt with starting to like the same sex, as well as coming out to their family. He just didn't know what to say.

"I'm s-sorry" you cracked, tears spilling over as you hid your face in your shirt. "Oh.. Y/N, sweetie come here" Namjoon hummed gently, letting you seat yourself in his lap before encircling his arms around you. "It's alright, I'm here, let it all out" he whispered reassuringly, patting your back as you cried your heart out into his shoulder. "It's okay... these things happen, you can't control them" he said with as big of a smile as he could muster. Of course he had no problem if you were gay, but it still hurt him that this could mean you didn't love him anymore - even though he knew you couldn't help it.

"I just... I'm confused, Namjoon" you sniffled, rubbing your eyes furiously to rid of the tears falling out of them. "It's okay sweetheart, take as long as you need, I'm here okay? And I'm not mad, or upset, so don't worry" he smiled, giving you a quick peck on the cheek. "I... I still love you, and I don't think I'm a lesbian, because my feelings for men haven't changed" Namjoon nodded as he eagerly listened, and in a situation like this you were glad that you had picked such an intelligent boyfriend.

"But.. recently I've been looking at girls differently... I don't know, it's just a feeling I have... and I didn't mean to push you away, I was just confused and I didn't want to hurt you until I found out what my feelings really were" Namjoon hugged you after you finished, stroking your hair gently as you emptied some more built up tears into his chest.

"Thank you so much for telling me, baby. Honestly, that was such a brave thing you just did, and I'm so, so proud of you" he smiled genuinely, the anxious feeling leaving his chest as he knew you weren't going to break up with him. "We can work through this together, alright? Maybe it's just hormones, a phase, a small amount of interest since you've never been with someone of the same sex before, or it could be that maybe you're bi or something.. whatever it is, I'll help you figure it out, alright?" you nodded, whimpering slightly as you blew your nose.

"I understand if you don't want me to be your boyfriend right now, I don't want you to feel pressured or even more confused, but if you want to keep dating just know that I love you to death, honestly. And it wouldn't matter to me one bit if you liked girls too, if anything, it would make me love you even more... because then we could check out girls together" he chuckled, smiling as you whined slightly. "There's the smile I love, come on, smile for me Y/N" he grinned, squishing your cheeks. "Thank you, Namjoon. I don't deserve you" you smiled weakly, pecking him on the lips. "Don't worry about it, baby, I'm here for you alright? But don't cry anymore, you look ugly when you cry" he laughed, and had to refrain from screaming when you suddenly pinched his thigh. "Meanie" you pouted, snuggling up into his chest, but you both knew you didn't mean it, after all who else would've treated you like the gentleman Namjoon was just now?