IMAGINE THIS | bts ✓

still love you - namjoon

By the tone of your friend's worried voice, you knew she was in danger. She called and asked you to come over quickly. Being a good friend, you were there in no less than fifteen minutes.

While you stood outside of her apartment door, sounds of groaning and moaning filtered through the walls. For a moment, you thought you heard her voice moan out his name. Namjoon's. 

You flinch at the thought of him. You knew he had moved on but you didn't know who he was with now.

You step towards the door cautiously and place your hand on the handle. You held your breath and turned the knob and swung the door open.

The room was clean excluding the clothes which laid on the floor. At first you were taken by surprise because you thought your friend was in trouble. It was made clear she was alright and feeling very well by the audible sounds leaving her bedroom. 

Being the curious you, you took slow steps in the direction of her bedroom. Your heart shattered at the sight in front of you. Namjoon and your friend.

 At least you thought she was your friend. 

She was in the position of straddling him, only in her undergarments. He laid against the bed, shirtless, and your figure caught his eye. 

Tears are created in your eyes before one rebels and rolls down your cheek. Namjoon sits up and pushes your friend off him. Her head whips in your direction and she gasps, fakely. 

You knew you shouldn't have trusted her in the first place. She knew you weren't over him, yet. As for Namjoon, he get off the bed and stands still. 

You turn and head towards the direction of the exit and soon your eyes couldn't handle the thought of them together anymore. His presence was behind you as you dash hurriedly out the doors. 

"(y/n)!" he shouted after you. His tone displaying emotions of worry and sadness. A tone of regret.

 You let the tears slide down. A waterfall of heartbreaking memories. In the hall of the apartment doors, you break down and rest your back against her door. 

In a quick second, Namjoon opened the door and you stumble backwards. He caught you in his strong arms and his hand gripped tightly around your forearm. You turned around to face him, taking steps backwards. 

It was still unimaginable. They were still unimaginable. 

"(y/n), let me explain." You couldn't listen to his explanations. Namjoon would lie to you. He always did. So you attempted to remove his grip on your arm. After seconds of you struggling, he spoke up.

"I still love you the same," he stated, bluntly, "that over there was a test to prove to me you still loved me."

Your so called friend exit her room in a tee and shorts. You couldn't help but scrunch up your face at her disappointingly.

While the process of this test ran around in your mind, you start to lighten up.   

"It's true. I was tired of you two telling me the same problems with each other. So now since you, (y/n), and Namjoon are together, just kiss and make up. Call me a genius." She looked over to Namjoon while speaking to you. "Oh and (y/n), be careful, he pushes roughly."

"Oh, I know." you say looking at him, who happened to have an adorable dimpled grin.