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Imagine Having A Fight With Namjoon

"Namjoon, you knew how important this was to me! How can you not be here?!" You feel angry tears slide down your cheeks, ruining your makeup.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry. I didn't know we were going to have this interview, but I can—"

"No." You cut him off, your voice sharp. "Don't bother. Do your interview."

"Y/N, I—"

You hang up, slamming your phone down on the table. You sob as you sit alone at the table amidst all the food you had prepared for this night. It's your one year anniversary. You had been planning this dinner for weeks. But Namjoon's job called him away. Again. You understand how important BTS and the fans are to him, but you can't help feeling upset.

You feel like a terrible girlfriend... Namjoon has done nothing but try to make you happy from the moment he asked you to be his girlfriend. You know he would be here if he could.

You have to apologize. You quickly dial his number. When the line clicks, the words come rushing out. "Namjoon, I'm sorry, I overreacted—"

"Hey, you've reached Kim Namjoon! I can't get to the phone right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

You hang up, feeling an emptiness in your chest. You slump down in your seat, the excitement about this special night completely sucked out of the room.

A knock sounds at your door. You go to answer it, not caring that you look like a total mess.

"Sorry, baby..." Namjoon stands before you with a huge bouquet of your favorite flowers.

"But, Namjoon; the interview. What about the boys?" You wipe your eyes and stand aside to let him in.

"I talked it over with them. Hobi volunteered to step in for me. We'll see how that goes." Namjoon grins.

He heads over to the table and gazes down at the spread of food, licking his lips. "Wow~ You made all this, babe?"

"Namjoon, I'm sorry about earlier... I was just so excited to spend time with you, I..." You look up at him. "I know how important your job is to you. I promise to respect that from now on."

Namjoon wraps his arms around you. "You're important to me, Y/N. Yes, I do love my job. I love the fans. But you're the one I want to come home to. You're who I think about before I go to sleep every night. It's always gonna be you." He cups your face with his palms and plants a gentle kiss on your forehead.

You peck his lips, inhaling the scent of his cologne. He pulls you close. "I'm sorry I made you cry. I'll make it up to you."

"There's nothing to make up," you murmur, looking up at him.

Namjoon pulls you in for a deep kiss. His hands slide down your back. When you break apart, he rests his forehead against yours. "I love you, BabyGirl."

How would you guys feel in this situation?