I was sleeping soundly in Namjoon's arms when suddenly I woke up. I checked my phone to see what time it was. 3:30 A.M. Great. I untangle myself from Namjoon and walked to the bathroom. With my phone in hand, I shut the bathroom door quietly. I turn on the bathroom light and look at myself in the mirror. I turn on my phone and go to my notifications.
"You don't belong with my Joonie."
"You shouldn't even be here!"
"You're disgusting. Why would he want to be with you?"
"Delete yourself!"
I try to hold in my emotions but for some reason, this time is harder. I go over to the cabinet and take out my make up bag. I dig through it and take out my blade.
"Don't do this! Namjoon won't be happy!" My mind screams.
My body feels like it's gone on autopilot. I couldn't stop myself. Then I was too late. Blood went down from my thigh. I sit on the toilet with my head between my knees, a sob escaping my lips.
I hear a soft knock on the door and I jumped. I was a little bit on edge.
"Norae? Are you alright? Are you crying?" Namjoon whispers.
"No." I said bluntly.
"Good relationships only last for people who tell each other everything. You should come out and talk." Namjoon says.
I let out a sigh and walked out with my head held low. I was upset of what I just did and didn't want to talk about it. I look up to see Namjoon.
"Norae?"
I could feel the blood running down my leg.
"Isn't that blood?" Namjoon says with wide scared eyes.
"No... It's not what you think Joonie..."
"Are you sure because it looks like your out of Tampons." Namjoon said with a smile.
"Uh yeah.... I just started and I had to wake up to clean up. You made me open the door before I could finish." I said with a weak smile. The pain of both the lie and the cut began to wear in.
"So without further ado I'm going to finish what I was doing." I say while I shut the door easily.
I let out a small sigh after I heard footsteps go back to our bed. That was close... Too close.
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Spring Day•Namjoon✔️
Fanfic"Don't say that Namjoon! This is not the time for this! I hate seeing you like this!" I yelled. "You hate seeing me like this? What about you? I hate seeing you like this. I hate seeing you being hated. You don't deserve this. You don't deserve me...
