You're Mine. Namjin

3

Jin's POV

After the incident with Namjoon at lunch I didn't go back to class. Instead, I asked Hobi to take Jimin and Taehyung home and went to the park. I like coming here because it's is one of the few places where I can think freely. I sat by a patch of flowers and let the cool air touch my face.

I took a deep breath. Why can't Namjoon be nice to me? Every time, I try to take his tortures casually, just to get him to show me a bit of emotion that's not hate. Why do I even bother? Why do I need him to be nice to me so desperately? Why am I even thinking about him? What the hell! No. Bad Jin! What ever he's done should have no impact on me. He was not important. He was just a sad excuse of a human who picked on others to cover up his own pathetic self. That's right. I shouldn't think about him.

My shift at the restaurant started in an hour. That meant that I could spend some more time in the park. I got up and decided to take a walk. I walked along the path humming to myself, letting all my worries go, but I started getting a wired feeling, like someone was behind me, but every time I turn around I saw no one. I was probably just stressed or something, but still I decided to leave the park and go to the cafe early.

Namjoon's POV

I watched completely frozen in awe and amazement as my Jin sat down and closed his eyes. The wind blew his hair away from his perfect face. His beautiful features were clearly visible in front of me. I was no stalker, I just wanted to make sure that he was alright after I saw him leave school early, completely depressed. And now, here he was walking in front of me like the angel he is. My angel.

I knew I had to get closer to Jin to change his thoughts about me. I didn't even realise how messed up the whole situation was until now, and I had everything planned now. Today I'll turn up at his work place. He couldn't avoid me then. He had to serve the costumers. 

I had to make him like me. I had to make him love me. I had to make him mine. I had to-

My thoughts got interrupted by a loud ringing sound. Thankfully Jin was already gone or I would've got caught for sure. I searched through my pockets to find my phone and saw that it was my best friend Yoongi. I cursed under my breath and answered his call.

"What?" I snapped.
"Hello to you too Namjoon", he replied sarcastically. I swear,  how do you fit so much sarcasm and attitude into one small body.

"Get to the point Yoongi, why did you call." I said more calmly.
"Chill man. I saw you leave school early and you wouldn't answer my texts so I just called to see if you were alive or lying dead in a pit somewhere. Forgive me please Kim Namjoon!"

I instantly felt bad. Yoongi is one of the only people that understand me. He's always been there for me, and honestly I don't know what I'd do without him.
"Sorry man." I apologised.
"It's okay, I know Jin's keeping you stressed but you also need to give the kid a break. I don't understand how what you do to him is supposed to make him like you. You need to up your game boi." Yoongi ranted, he was full on into Grandpa Yoongi mode.

"Yeah I figured that. I'm gonna go to the cafe he works at and try to get him to know me better." I confessed.
"Are you sure that's a good idea Joon? You know you're quite good at being a jerk and messing things up when it comes to Seokjin."
That made me angry. I know I fucked up. How is reminding me of that supposed to help?
"I know what I'm doing Yoongi." I said sternly before hanging up. Yoongi really made me mad sometimes, but right now I only needed to think about him.

Jin baby, I'm coming to you.