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Sick-Namjoon Kim

The two of you had been arguing for almost an hour now, he just wasn't understanding why you were so upset.

Last week Namjoon let you borrow his phone because you wanted to take a picture on his Snapchat, and a text message popped up.

Her name was Kaiya, and she was a fan of his music.

Namjoon and her had been taking back and forth for a moment now and by the texts it was clear they have met up before. It was extremely unsettling, you knew all his friends but this Kaiya seemed to be an exception.

"I don't get it, I wasn't cheating so why is this such a big deal?"

"You kept it a secret, like you wanted something to happen or you knew it would"

Namjoon rolls his eyes, he was getting tired of your complaining, but you knew you had every right to complain. "So you accusing me of something I hadn't even done yet? I'm done with this conversation"
He turns to leave the bedroom and you shout
"Don't you dare turn your back to me while I'm talking to you!" You felt disrespected, as a girlfriend and as a human.

"What's the problem babe, like seriously, why did you have to make something out of nothing?"

"N-nothing? You had a relationship with a girl that I didn't know about at all, she came over the house while I wasn't here, you could have cheated on me and I would have never known...You and her have overstepped a boundary"

Namjoon remained quiet so you kept speaking "You're making me seem like I have no status with you...like we don't live together, like you didn't promise me you would marry me?" You we're getting emotional and you couldn't stop yourself.

"...I'm going to the store" is all he said, "The store huh?...Is the store code for kaiya's house?"

Namjoon clenched his fist, "You know what...It definitely is, I'm going over to her house to rant about you and your crazy ass!"

And all you saw was red, you ran over and shoving him. "Oh my god I had you so much! Square the fuck up, on my mom I'm about to beat your ass!" You we're so angry with him, he punched at his chest.

Namjoon rolls his eyes and held your arms down, it seemed as if with him hearing you say 'I hate you' made his anger dwindle
"You don't mean that"

"I do! Get the fuck off me!" You tried to escape from his grasp but Namjoon on tighter, he pulled you into a hug.

"I'm sorry..."

Your bottom lip quivered and tears fell, a lot of tears fell, "No you not..."

"I am, I'm sorry, I won't see her anymore"

You sob into his chest, "I'm tired of you playing with me"

"I know, I know" he hugs you tighter, "I wasn't actually going to her house, I was gonna go to Yoongi's...I'm sorry I said that out of anger"

You sniffle and look at him through your wet lashes, "Do you really hate me y/n?"

You shook your head "No I don't, I shouldn't have said that...I'm sorry too"

Namjoon lifts your chin with two of his fingers and kisses you softly, "I'm sorry..." he said in between kisses before he carried you into your shared bed.