⇢ opposites | k.nj

☾ Sixteen

"Ah?" You were confused and shocked. "Maybe...you're just tired. You should go to bed too."
"Y/N, I'm not diluded, tired or drunk." You could hear the hurt in his voice.
"Y/N can we go home now?" Lia asked, with a pout.
You scooted away from Namjoon. You could feel the daggers he gave you.
"Lia Hyun. Wanting to leave a house full of hot boys?" The daggers intensify.
"Yeah, uh Taehyung went home, and Hoseok fell asleep so it's kinda just me and Yoongi but he kinda scares me.
"Boo!" Yoongi gripped her either side and watched he fall to the floor, scared shitless.
"Weak." He said before leaving.
"Okay, Okay we'll go home." You got up, not wanting to look at Namjoon.
"I'll call you."
"Don't bother" he replied.

you close the door and walk out with Lia. Onto the cold streets.

After you two got home. The familiar home smell was gone, there was Lia's washing piled infront of the washer and the TV was blaring.
"I leave you. For one night?" You turn the TV off.
"I'm going to bed." Lia rubbed her eyes and retreated to her bedroom.
You sat on the couch. Scrolling through contacts.
Your finger hovered over Namjoon's name.
He probably didn't wanna speak to you. You basically rejected him.
But you didn't want to reject him. This was all new to you.

He was always there for you and he was like your closest friend since Lia. From knocking the tray from your hands at work to plastering you up after you drop a kettle.
You called him. He just let it ring. You left several voicemails just in case.

You went to bed after guilt tripping yourself several times. If Namjoon tells the boys they'll probably hate you now.

The next morning
Was time for work. It was Monday and you had to open.

You slumped into the cafe, not caring what you looked like and sulked at the till. Waiting for Mr. Kim who didn't show up. But Jimin did instead.

You looked up as the bell rang and he came straight towards you.

"If you're here to terribly flirt with me. Then leave."

"Woah what's up with you?" He asked.

"...Nothing?" You reply.

""Namjoon hyungs is the same. He won't come out of his room."

Your heart no longer raced at his name.

"Yeah. I don't know. It's just Monday mornings huh." You try changing the subject.

"Actually. He told me what happened between the two of you."

Heart still wasn't thumping like it used to.

"Oh yeah. What'd he say?"

"He confessed and you rejected him."

"Mhm. But I didn't want to-"

"He was pondering wether to confess in case this happened." He spoke.

"Are you going to order anything?"

"I'll be off" He winked wonky and walked out. Leaving you by yourself.

The cafe was boring. There was nothing to do.

"Morning Y/N." Melissa, an employee came in and started working in the kitchen, washing dishes.

"Melissa~"

"Yeah~" She replied.

"Can you take over for me?"

"Again Y/N?! Why what's your excuse now?"

"Uh..Gotta go pick up my little sister from daycare?" You lie

"Oh alright."

And you were off, flinging your apron on the floor and found yourself going to Namjoon's flats. You had to fix this.

Whatever this was

Ayo. I'll probably only upload this today and maybe have a longer chapter tomorrow? If not they'll just be mini's cause I'm impatient elohel. Vote & share ! 🖤💫

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