%Kim Namjoon%

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In the year 2023, the world war broke out when America and Korea couldn't come to an agreement. Dragging all the countries with them, the world stood in total chaos a third time in its lifetime.

South Korea joined forces with North Korea and they went up against the western countries, even if the majority of south-korean people were against it. And so many soldiers were sent to attack American ground.

In a small wood house outside the large city of California, rather in its woods, a young medical intern had settled down, to avoid getting caught in the raid. Often she would go out and plunder what was left of abandoned supermarkets to make her life in peace more comfortable. Her parents were the first who lost their lives to the cruel war, yet she couldn't blame anyone but its own state for this matter.

One day, while traveling on the hidden path she always used to get to the city, she found a man laying on a strange rock, holding his left shoulder and looking like he had passed out. You, as that medical intern and caring person, couldn't handle to see the poor man suffer, so you took him up on your back and slowly worked your way back to your home.

You were fairly surprised by this man, not only was he lighter than the usual soldiers that you used to patch up, but he was also very handsome, yet most importantly he was the enemy of your country. But as they say, the enemy of your enemy's shall become your friends.

So inside your home, you treated the wound and waited for him to be cautious again. In that time you prepared premade soup out of the bag since no more vegetable had been shipped to each market, especially to the now dead Californian streets.

As soon as the man woke up his first instinct was to grab the next best weapon, which was his gun and pointed it straight towards you.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you, in your current state your hands are shaking too much, so you most likely miss and if you represent any harm to me I will use the most crucial poison I have to make sure you suffer greatly while it kills you"

Yes, you were bluffing, but he didn't have to know it. He dropped the gun and starred upwards. Your message did sound misunderstanding, as you soon realized. So you explained you wouldn't cause any harm to him if he wouldn't to you. He nodded.

Somehow it was strange to you that he understood any word you had to say. You met a couple Korean soldiers before, yet none of them could understand you very well.

"Why are you helping me?" he asked. His voice was deep and almost melodic, you smiled.

"I am almost a doctor, it is my duty of healing the wounded. War didn't help anyone. It only brought pain and sorrow and the only ones to blame are our states," you spoke soft, contrasting the sharp tone you had used before.

The man seemed surprised and smiled showing off his deep dimples. You smiled too showing off your dimples, then you both laughed.

"Kim Namjoon by the way," he said still laying down of the costume made bed of yours.

"(Y/n)"

"Soooo, mister Kim Namjoon, what were you doing before war broke down?" you asked and maybe you shouldn't have since his face turned to sadness.

"I was in a boy group named BTS, we..." he started but you interrupted. "No way. I was there at the billboards and saw you. Man life has been rough on you... How about your teammates?"

"They are scattered all over the place, not only that but one of my good friends Seokjin is in a coma right now, he took a hard bullet," he said with tears in his eyes. You apologized and decided to change the subject.

"You were a rapper, right? Can you rap a little for me? To lighten up the mood?"

Namjoon started rapping instantly, lyrics of hard and good times and you listened very well.

After a couple of days, Namjoon was back on track and ready to go back to his team, a big smile on his face. Before leaving he took your hand and brought you closer to him. You embraced him tightly. Once you parted he bend down towards your face planting a kiss on your lips full of passion.

He promised that once the war was over he would come and get you, and he did. He never once forgot about your kindness and your attractiveness. Soon after the peace pact was written you two married. Namjoon met up with his team once again and Jin had recovered from his coma.

The end

(A/n)

Unedited. Sobbing. Hard.

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