Just BTS Things

Voicemail (Namjoon)

Scenario: you two broken up because of a heated fight and haven't spoken to each other since. He finally decides to call you after many, lonely and empty days without you.

Namjoon bobbed his head to the music and had a determined expression on his face, but his mind was somewhere else. The male sighed and paused the music that was blasted through his speakers and leaned back on his leather chair. He closed his eyes and found himself thinking about to you, once again.

The fight you two had a week ago began to take a toll on him. You haven't answered any of his messages no matter how many he sent during an hour; it began to aggravate him and sadden him at the same time.

Knowing that he probably ruined what he imagined his future to be made him angry at himself. Groaning lowly, he pushed himself out of the leather chair and grabbed his phone before heading out the door of his studio. The rest of the boys were probably asleep by now but Namjoon couldn't care if they found him sneaking out.

Right now, he just wanted to be Namjoon. He didn't want to be RM; the one who had the carry so much on his back and hide away afterwards. Namjoon wandered out of the Big Hit building and headed towards the only place he could think of; the Han River.

The place where he spent his most precious memories with you.

After the short walk, he sat down on the grassy hill while looking towards the water. Not many people were out at this time of day where the sky was pitch black with gray clouds covering all the stars and the moon.

The waves were pushed forward and back along with the rhythm of the wind. Namjoon felt the breeze blow through his hair and pulled out his phone, staring at the blank screen. He unlocked the device and clicked on Messages, showing no messages from you.

Namjoon sighed. He clicked the home button and went to Call, looking for your number.

Baby girl.💞

His fingers shook before clicking your number, bringing the cellular device up to his ear and letting it ring. Namjoon knew not to expect much; he already knew from the lack of communication with you through messages that he probably wouldn't reach out to you.

Unfortunately, the call was put to voicemail.

Please leave a voicemail after the beep.

Beep.

Namjoon sighed, hearing the beep and couldn't gather the words he wanted to say. He wanted to say so much and explain himself to you but he knew you couldn't care less about that. "I'm sorry," he finally spoke. "I'm sorry for being so stupid. I could've been better for you but I guess I ended up being the worst."

He looked out to the water flowing below him. "Remember where we had our first kiss? I'm here right now, thinking about all the memories I've spent with you..." he sighed, looking down. "I'm sad to know that that part of my life is going to be in the past."

He chuckled slightly. "I should probably hang up now. It's late and you probably don't want to hear from me anymore, so I'll give you that. I hope you stay happy and healthy."

He took another sigh before saying, "I love you, (Y/N). Goodbye."

He took the phone from his ear and pressed the red button, hanging up the call. He looked back onto the horizon and around the Han River, knowing he'll forever be saddened not as RM, but as Kim Namjoon.