The Boy In Black - A BTS Fan Fiction

White Walls Stained Red

"J-Hope just asked me to be his girlfriend." As Aeryn read the message the message she could just imagine how happy Millie was.

Namjoon must've heard her gasp because she looked up worried from his textbook. "What happened? Are you hurt?" he said practically sprinting across the room. "No, J-Hope asked Millie out." Aeryn said hearing Namjoon breathing out heavily and slightly relived, as she looked up she saw he was no lonher stood near her but instead made his way back to his uncomfortable looking chair. "You know you dont have to stay here right?" She reminded him carfully selecting her words. "I know." He muttered softly and went back to reading his textbook. Aeryn tried to scroll through her phone but even as she unlocked it her eyelids where heavy and drooping, with that she drifted to sleep. That was the first time she dreamt of Namjoon.

She dreamt that he had placed him self by the headboard of the lumpy nurses room bed, her head resting on his legs. She imagined they where thin and slender but not in a way that would be unhealthy but instead in a healthy, muscular way. She dreamt the he was stroking her hair, even though it was clumped and sticking together from the blood that had run down her head earlier. She prayed that when she woke up this is the way it would be. The sudden thought of his eyes sent her springing forward and clasping at her chest as if she was struggling to breathe.

As she noticed that not only was Namjoon on her bed but in fact that he was no longer in the room. She forced herself to push back the dreams she had of Namjoon and to forget him because, lets be real she would never get a guy so sweet and compassionate. Aeryn let her thoughts of worthlessness trail on until she was broken out of it. A heart breaking crack came from just outside the door way. As she jogged to the door Aeryn felt light-headed but  fought through, she had to know what was going on.

Poking her head around the door Aeryn was faced with a scene that had made her want to cry more than when she was told her father had passed and that they would be moving to Korea. Namjoon hunched in the hallway cradeling his bleeding fist and a boy, that Aeryn had recogized from her Bio Chem classes, with blood running from his nose, she offered him help but instead he just ran the opposite way. With that she turned her attention to Namjoon, who was grunting and squirming with pain. As Aeryn bent down to help him she spotted the blood that had covered that wall.

Aeryn- "What the hell happened?"
Namjoon- "I punched him. I missed the first time and hit the wall, but the second i got him square in the nose."
Aeryn- "I can see that, but why?"
Namjoon- "Why what?"
Aeryn- "Why did you punch him?"
Namjoon- "He was talking shit about you."

Aeryn felt she had been punched in the stomach. Why had he protected her? Why did he care so much? Pushing the thoughts of why Namjoon had punched the boy she helped him up as best she could and took him back into the room they had just been in. She cleaned and bandaged his hand, which was proving quite difficult due to Namjoon constantly drawing his hand back with pain. Just as she finished the bell for lunch rang and their friends came pouring in. Holly holding hands with Jungkook. Millie getting a piggyback from J-Hope. Hannah and V flirting with each other to the point where if they could see them selves the would be disturbed. Finally Jimin and Suga came in looked oddly satisfied and inlove with one another.

With a heavy sigh Namjoon left the room shoving past the group of couples, Jin following him not far behind. All Aeryn could think about was why.

Why did he protect her?