ONLY YOU {KNJ FF} [not yet completed]

2.FRIENDSHIP

Early the next morning, the two were still lying on the roof, the sun slowly creeping up on them as it rose. Namjoon started to stir as he was being woken up by the natural light, and soon attempted to sit up. He was prevented from doing so, however, by the girl who was now lying on his chest, her hand beneath her head, and her eyes shut as she calmly breathed in her sleep. Namjoon noticed that she was a bit older than he first thought, closer to his age, maybe in her early 20s.
"Cute.." he whispered, without really meaning to, and he quickly put his hand over his mouth in embarrassment.

Realising that he couldn't really move with her like this, he tried to gently lift the girl's head and place her onto the cold brick roof, only resulting with her head being thrown straight onto the surface and the girl jolting up in pain.

Namjoon leaped backwards, cursing how clumsy he could be.
"Ow ow ow..." she groaned as her hand went to her head, rubbing over the newly acquired bump.
"Are y-you okay?" He said to her, a little overwhelmed with the situation he had put himself into.
"My head kills.." The girl sighed harshly. "Did you do this? Hit my head?" He thought she was going to start shouting at him in anger - he probably deserved it - but then, she paused, frowning.
"Wait..." her eyes widened, "aren't you that guy? Oh gosh I am so sorry, I didn't mean to be so rude! Thank you so much, sir, for letting me..r-rest my head on you? I'm so sorry for any inconvenience and I understand if you want me to lea—"

"No! Um..no you don't have to apologise it's really okay I swear. Are you okay? Last night you seemed a little..emotional." Namjoon interrupted.
"You..you noticed, huh. Let's just say I now have an ex-best friend. And someone who isn't in prison who should be but..." her words trailed off.
"In prison? What..what happened last night? I get if you don't want to say anything, but maybe I could help." She thought about this for a while. Could he help? She wasn't sure exactly what he could do but it was worth a shot, he seemed trustworthy for some reason.

"Well.. okay. So. Last night I was going out to meet my best friend Hoseok at a club and I was super excited because we hadn't seen each other in like 5 months because he was always so busy, and I got to the club and he was there and he looked amazing and all but he also looked a bit sad. I asked him what was wrong and he just said that he was regretful and I had no clue what he was talking about so I ignored it and then we went inside and danced, had a good time, but then a while later he told me that his boss wanted to meet me. I was completely shocked since I'd never even heard of his boss before and had no clue he wanted to meet me, but he soon came and Hoseok left. He seemed really nice and we were getting on well but then he asked me to go outside and..and..." she paused, finding it hard to get her words out.
"Go on..it's okay, it's okay." Namjoon said, encouraging her.
"Well.." she started, "let's just say he wasn't exactly as nice as he first appeared to be. He did..things..to me, and—"
"Things? Like...like..." he lowered his voice. "Rape?" He whispered ever so quietly, as to try not to hit a nerve.
"Well..almost. I stopped him though, before anything got that bad." She reassured him. "But it was really scary and he was really violent and he just left me there outside and then I had a panic attack and blacked out for a while and I thought no one would ever come for help and..and..it was just so...so...s-scary.." Her shoulders started to shake as she brought her hands up to her face to wipe away tears that were coming down like little waterfalls. Namjoon again froze, not knowing how to comfort this poor crying girl in front of him.
"I just..I can't believe Hoseok would ever let..that happen to..me.." she said between sobs.

Namjoon stepped closer to her, putting his arms around her shoulders.
"Hey, don't worry about it. I saw the police, they caught the guy, everything's okay." He smiled at her warmly, comforting the girl as best he could.
"No... Do you not remember..what I said? I told you that somebody should be in prison, who isn't. They caught
t-the wrong guy. I told them what he looked like and they just picked some dodgy looking guy with a similar description to what I said, and arrested him. Me being me, I just said that yes, that was the guy. I didn't care. All I wanted was to come here and cry." She finished.

Namjoon was quite sad and genuinely surprised - he had no idea that she had gone through something as awful as that. But he still had something he needed to know.
"You, uh, you come here a lot? How come?" He asked her. He finally asked her. He instantly started to regret ever saying those words, however, as she just stared at him, astonished that he would ask that all of a sudden.
"You know, it doesn't matter, forget I ever asked." Namjoon quickly said as regret spread through him, aswell as embarrassment - he'd basically just admitted that he knows she comes here every night.
"It's..it's okay. Yes, I do come here every night. I come to talk to..well I come to talk to my parents. But that's a story for another time, I think, so um..if you don't mind...I should go home now. I'm going to go home." The girl replied, as she started to make her way to the door, the exit.

Namjoon just stood there, watching her leave, leaving him alone on the roof. Not once did he ever imagine he would actually speak to her, nevermind actually get an answer from her.
'Parents..?' He thought in confusion, frowning.

Suddenly, something switched in his head, and it hit him that she was about to leave him, forever, and he instinctively legged it across the roof to the door, ripping it open and shouting after her.
"Wait!" He saw her on the stairs, walking away, further and further away from him, never to speak to him again. As much as he had cherished that little time he had just spent with her, he knew that it must not end here, surely.
"Wait!!" He shouted, louder this time as he took the stairs three at a time, chasing her down them. Suddenly, she stopped and turned around, Namjoon almost ran straight into her.
"Yes?" She asked him, shocked that he seemed so desperate to speak to her.
"What..what's your name?" He asked, out of breath from running so quickly and suddenly. She looked at him, in the eyes.
"My...name..? "she said, surprised. "My name is M-Min Soyeon, nice to meet you!" She smiled at Namjoon, and he just stared at her.
"What a beautiful name, for a beautiful girl.." he said, quietly so that she didn't hear him.
"Huh...?" Soyeon wondered.
"Nice to meet you too, Soyeon, I'm Namjoon. Kim Namjoon." he recovered, smiling back at her.

She noted that he had endlessly deep dimples that were, in her opinion, super cute. In fact, the more she stared at him, the more she realised that the man, Kim Namjoon, was actually really good looking; good, tall height, long legs, strong looking muscles, a flawless face and almost ash coloured hair, styled so perfectly, regardless of the fact that he had basically just woken up. Soyeon found herself blushing as she stared at him, as Namjoon had noticed that she was doing so. Or perhaps he was just examining her too?

"Um... Soyeon, how far away do you live?" He asked her, breaking his gaze. "N-not that I mean to come round or anything, I was just wondering if you would like a lift back in my car.." he averted his gaze completely, knowing how creepy he probably sounded to her.
"Oh! Oh, don't worry about it - I only live like 5 minutes away from here." She laughed a little, clearly taken aback by his proposal. Namjoon nodded, understanding this, and began to make his way down the stairs.
"Well..see you around Soyeon. Hopefully." He smiled back at her as he left her alone.

'Kim Namjoon, huh..' Soyeon thought, as she entered her apartment. She smiled, remembering how kind he was to her, how flustered he got at times, and his dimples. His dimples were imprinted in her brain forever. 'So that's the man who watches me every night..'

//1509 words! Is anybody still reading it? If so comment if you like it and how I can get better
-vicky<3//