Favourite Girl

Chapter 12

You blinked blankly at Namjoon, not quite believing what he had just said.

'He wants you to teach him Korean?' You repeated his statement in the form of a question to confirm it as fact. 'He seriously made me worry for that? He's been so down all day, so when he asked for a favour I was really concerned. I swear to God he drives me crazy sometimes.'You laughed to yourself, your hand covering your face. He drove you crazy it was true, but you wouldn't change him for the world.

Namjoon pulled your hand gently away from your face, wanting to enjoy the sight of you laughing with no obstructions, and held it in his own.

'He apologised for worrying us. He just said he feels guilty because its hard work for me to translate everything when the boys are here and he wishes he could understand them himself. He says he can pick up a few things, but...not enough I guess.' Namjoon smiled warmly as he filled you in on his conversation with you father and watched in awe as your eyes became laced with more love for the man with every word he spoke. 'Your dad's a really good guy, huh?' He added, simply because it was true.

'Yeah,the best.' You tilted your head to the side and flashed Namjoon the biggest smile he'd ever seen grace your lips.

Suddenly you jumped off your bed and bounded over to the door in a couple of energy filled steps.

'I'm gunna go tell him that right now...and see if he wants any help with dinner.' You said as you stood, hand clasped around your door frame.'You coming?' You added, half expecting him to stand up and follow you. Apart from when he was talking with you father every now and then, Namjoon never left your side whilst at your house.

'Is it okay if I just hang out here for a minute?' He asked, leaning back on his hands.

'Of course, but are you okay?' You made your way back over to him, steps much slower and far more cautious then when you had walked away from him. There was still an air of new love around you that made you slightly unsure of how to act around him sometimes.

'Yeah,just go and spend some time with him. Even if its just for a couple of minutes. He loves having us all around Y/N but, I kind of got the impression that he misses you.'

With that you closed the gap that was left between the two of you by placing a small kiss on his cheek, unable to hold yourself back any longer.

'You, Kim Namjoon, are the sweetest man to ever exist.'

Without another word you turned and headed out your room, leaving Namjoon sat on your bed, staring blankly at the door which you had just walked out of. He stayed like that for a couple of seconds before sighing heavily and throwing himself backwards onto your bed.

He looked at the patterns on your ceiling, following them with his eyes.He wondered how many nights you'd lay in that position, staring at the curves and lines and how they flowed across the surface that you'd never be able to reach. How many nights had you lay in that bed, tears flooding your pillow and thoughts clouding your sleepless mind? It was something that bothered him all of sudden and he shifted slightly where he lay, uncomfortable with the rush of feeling.

He only wished that he could of encountered you sooner, before any of your past had the chance to hurt you like it did, before anyone had the chance to break your heart. He imagined what it would have been like to fall in love with you before Lexi had died, maybe even before your mum had left, to have you as his high school or maybe even childhood sweetheart. He wondered what it would have been like to fall in love with you when you were always smiling, with the light and hope so solidly sure in your eyes. Perhaps then when or if those bad things still happened, you could of lay in that position alongside him, your pillow still stained with tears but your eyes staring instead at the lines and curves of his face and your sleepless minds clouded with thoughts and worries together. The idea of the moments he had been denied with you, the moments you had instead spent painfully lonely made him unbearably angry.