BTS Velvet Oneshots

4 O'clock (NamJoy)

Namjoon's POV

It's been my fourth year as a security officer but none of my experiences can beat this one. It's creepy, quite scary, a bit sad, but.. beautiful. I mean, she was beautiful. Was. Since I won't see her anymore.

It's a little past 4 in the morning. I was riding my bicycle, checking out my surroundings. All good, I thought to myself, everyone's sleeping safe and sound. I was about to turn right, back to my post when I saw a girl sitting alone in the park bench. Curious, I approached her.

"Miss, what are you doing here?"

Surprised, the woman wiped away her tears. "I-I'm thinking."

"Do you need something?"

She looked up to me. Gosh, she's beautiful. But her dress is so thin, she'll catch cold. I took my jacket off and wrapped her in it.

"No, no, you don't have to. I need to figure something out."

"Miss, I have to, I don't want you to catch cold. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"I hope there is. It's complicated. I don't want to bother anyone."

"Well, at least I can hear you out and try to figure it out together."

She hesitated for a while. "There is a.." She gulped. "..bad man."

I suddenly felt alarmed when she mentioned 'bad man'. Oh I wish that bad man didn't do anything bad to her.

"Go ahead," I said as I felt that she needed to be encouraged to tell her story.

"This bad man, I knew him. He was a good, innocent man. But people around him turned him into a bad one. He broke rules, for fun. No one was harmed until one day he took it too far."

She started to cry again.

"Did he.. do something to hurt you, Miss?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry for what you've been through. Can you give me more details about who he is and what he's done?"

She nodded. She slowly talked about how she met him, how she fell in love with him, how he always treated her right, how he started to drink alcohol with his friends, how he started being abusive. I could see the pain in her eyes. I'd do anything to catch this man and throw him in jail, I swear.

"Then, how did he-"

"I'm sorry, I need to go right now."

"But.. But there's not enough information to locate him. If I ever found him, how would I inform you?"

"You'll find me here, 4 o'clock in the morning, everyday until I'm not needed anymore."

"What do you mean?"

She shook her head with a slight smile. "I have to go." She reached the jacket, wanting to give it back to me.

"Please just take it. It's cold."

She nodded. "I'll wear it everytime we meet. Thank you for listening to me, Mr..."

"Namjoon. Kim Namjoon. And you, Miss..?"

"Call me Joy."

And she walked away. A sudden brightness hit my eyes. The morning sun. By the time I adjusted my sight, she's already gone.

"Joy.." I murmured to myself.

I hadn't slept. I searched around to find out more about this girl, Joy. I even went to a local bar to investigate. It's hard to find something when you didn't even know his name, and her real name. They said many quarells happened lately, but nothing was really dangerous or causing major injury. Did he only hurt Joy? Damn it, what did he do?