"So...you like me"
You say as you and Namjoon stare off to the distance as you both lean on the railing of the school's rooftop, watching the sun go down and paint the buildings orange to red.
It was half passed five already and despite classes finishing early, you and Namjoon only got to head to the rooftop now because a teacher asked you two to organize some files.
The whole time you two were organizing files, it was silent.
And the silence was honestly suffocating.
So when you both headed to the rooftop, you didn't even wait for a second and flat out asked him if he liked you.
Its silent for a few seconds and you even contemplate on whether or not you should repeat yourself.
Maybe Namjoon just didn't hear you we-
"Yeah..."
His words cut off your train of thoughts and after a few seconds of processing what he just said your mind goes blank.
He just confessed moments ago.
And instead of you bursting into tears of happiness or something.
You were speechless.
"Well..i just wanted to tell you...you dont need to return my feelings or anything"
And with that, he turned around and started to walk away.
"WAIT!!! HEY!!! STOP WALKING AWAY YOU LITTLE FUCKER!"
You suddenly scream, turning around to face him when the whole situation sinks in.
He turns back around to face you with a shocked look on his face.
"Did you just call me a little fuc-"
"YOU DONT JUST CONFESS TO GIRL AND RUN OFF!"
He just stares at you after that.
"AND DIMPLES!"
You suddenly say. And for a moment, your throat feels dry.
He just confessed to you so it was now or never.
"What is with that dimples nickname?" He whines.
Namjoon would be lying if he said he wasn't curious about that.
There were random times when you called him that. And Namjoon was okay with it at first.
But then he saw your notes during chem and often times, the word dimples would be scribbled on some corner with a little heart.
That's when he realized that maybe it had a deeper meaning than just being the word 'dimples'. Maybe it was some code or something but you never told him.
He never bothered to ask as well.
"dimples was the codename i made for my crush is chem class"
You say.
Your voice was small and all of the confidence that you had seconds ago was gone.
And it literally takes Namjoon a full minute to process what you just said before he's running up to you and wrapping his arms around you and spinning you around and holding your head close to his chest.
And its silent for a while.
But now, it was a good kind of silent.
And you and Namjoon are just in each other's arms as the sun goes down.
He pulls away, arms still wrapped around your waist, and he just looks perfect.
"Wait...im dimples right?"
He asks, a little worried.
You just nod your head and bury it in his chest again.
"AND dimples...is your crush?"
You nod again.
"So you like me back?"
You pull away this time and look Namjoon in the eyes. And he feels as though his stomach is doing flips.
"Yes Namjoon. I like you. And only you"
He stares at you a little longer after you say that, trying to burn the beautiful memory of your orange, sun painted skin and sincere eyes looking at him.
And as the sun disappears and gets replaced by the night sky, he plants a soft kiss on your forehead before hugging you tighter.
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Cell Phone • k.nj
Fanfiction❝ Jin hyung, you owe me! ❞ Where Kim Namjoon makes a 'wrong send' to his five year crush, hoping he can finally start a conversation with her. ©NicholasEC | unedited |
