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Namjoon:breaking away from heartbreak.

Summary:
You try to get over your ex and Jimin decides it would be fun to drop your drunk ass off at Namjoon's place.

READER'S P.O.V.
        Words and thoughts mangled around my brain as I tried to think straight.  I was currently sulking over my ex-boyfriend at a party while drowning myself in the comfort of a small bottle of whiskey.  "Hey, [y/n]!" a voice called out.  I turned my head to identify its owner.  I saw the fuzzy outline a brown-haired boy approaching me.  "Are you okay?" he continued.  I nodded drunkenly, nearly crying at the reason for my current state of well-being... or the lack thereof.
        "Oh, [y/n].  Don't cry.  Here, let Jiminnie help you," the boy soothed before pulling me into a hug.  Jimin.  I sobbed into his chest, longing for some sort of comfort, but I knew Jimin couldn't help me.
        "Jiminnie, you can't help me with this one," I slurred.  I was drunk, but not too far gone to remember that Jimin was undoubtedly gay, as well as unconditionally in a relationship.
        "Maybe not... but I know someone that can, not to mention would love to," he concluded while helping me to the door, throwing my whiskey in a nearby trashcan.

        When Jimin finally pulled into the driveway of a friend's house, I was back to a mild buzz and could see fairly decent.  "So...  Whose house is this?"
        "Do you remember Namjoon?"
        "Of course I remember Joonie!  But... Doesn't he live further away?"  I asked, reminiscing over every fond memory of Namjoon.  Honestly, not seeing him for two whole years had me slightly heartbroken.  He was the kind of friend you wouldn't be able to live without.
        "He did, but he moved so he could be closer to the rest of Bangtan... and [incoherent]." The last of Jimin's sentence had dropped to a low mumble, causing me to not be able to hear him clearly.  I decided to shrug it off since Namjoon was waiting inside and Jimin probably didn't want me hearing him anyway.

        Jimin and I got out of the car and walked up to the door.  I had stumbled over my feet a couple times, but managed to stay upright.  When Namjoon opened the door, he seemed a little sleepy, his eyelids heavier than usual and his voice even deeper.  "Jimin, [y/n]!  So nice to see you both."  He smiled and hugged Jimin.  When he pulled away and looked at me, the world seemed to stop for just a moment.  "My, my, [y/n].  You've grown so beautifully over the past two years.  It feels like forever," he said, his voice sounding like honey as he engulfed me in a similar hug to the one he'd given Jimin.
        "Thank you," I smiled sheepishly, my cheeks starting to warm up.  I have a slight crush on Namjoon and the thought of him complementing me had sent butterflies through my stomach.  Namjoon led us inside and Jimin spoke up almost immediately.
        "Well thank you for inviting us, but I only came to drop [y/n] off.  She would like some company and I would-- no offense-- rather spend time with my boyfriend than sit here and watch you guys make out."  His last comment had me confused and flustered.  Before I could object, saying that we were most certainly NOT going to make out, Jimin had left, closing the door behind him.
        "Sorry about that.  Jimin thinks that just because I'm heartbroken right now, I have to be all over someone in order to forget."  I watched his expression go from kind and excited (still a little sleepy), to sad and pitiful.
        "You should never have to be heartbroken, [y/n].  You're so beautiful and perfect, I don't understand how anyone would ever want to break your heart.  I, for one, would never make that mistake."  It took me a few seconds to register what exactly he was saying.  When I finally understood, my eyes widened, and so did his.  "I mean..." he clears his throat, "what I mean to say is... um... if you wanna talk about it, I'm more than willing to listen," he continued while his face turned red and he fiddled with his hands, looking at the ground.  I nodded and followed him to sit on the couch.  "So, lets start with why you're so sad.  Did he cheat on you?"  I looked across the couch at Namjoon.  He was right on the nose.  I nodded, but surprisingly, tears had sprung to my eyes.  I tried wiping them away before he could see them, but I was too late.  His expression changed again to sympathetic.  "Oh [y/n].  Come here," he whispered, pulling me into another hug, pulling me onto his lap.

        "I'm sorry," I managed to whisper.  "I didn't mean to burden you with my problems."
        "Oh, [y/n], don't say that.  You should come to me more often.  I hate not being able to see you; it breaks my heart that after two years, this is what you've come to.   Never think of yourself as a burden, okay?  Promise me you'll never think of yourself as a burden.  You deserve to be loved, held on a daily basis, treated like a princess."  His words had brought me from my hiding place in the curve of his neck to face him, looking him straight in the eyes.

And in that moment

I knew

That I loved Namjoon.

And somehow....

He loved me

                                too.

        I smiled.  How could he manage to be so perfect?  Leaning forward so our noses touched, I paused before closing my eyes and kissing him slowly.  His hands moved from my shoulder blades down to my hips as he rubbed soothing circles into my skin.  I pulled away slightly, just enough so I could speak without my voice being muffled by his lips.  "I love you, Namjoon."

NAMJOON'S P.O.V.
        "I love you, Namjoon."  Those words had stuck in my brain like a perfectly constructed rice cake.  I hadn't known that I was waiting so long to hear those words, not just from any girl, but from [y/n].  

And I realized

That I'd loved [y/n] for a long time.

That her loving me too

                had made it okay.

        I held her closer and we cuddled for the longest time.  I want to hold her forever.  When she fell asleep, I decided it was only polite to text Jimin.

JOONIE: thanks for dropping her off. it means a lot to know you're helping me with this.
JAMLESSBOY: you're welcome, hyung. i knew you guys loved each other, you just needed a push
JOONIE: it amazes me how much you know all of us so well.  saranghae, bro.
JAMLESSBOY: you may want to explain to [y/n] that you moved so you could be closer to her.  I'm not sure if she heard me when I explained it to her... I kind of mumbled that part

        I chuckled at Jimin's text and set my phone on the lamp table.  Smiling contently, I wrapped my arms around [y/n] and closed my eyes.

        I love my life.

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