Perfect~KNJ

~ N i g h t m a r e ~

Your POV

~Flashback~

You were at home, the clock had just struck 3:00am and Jaemin still wasn't home. You had been waiting since 8:00pm, when you two were supposed to be having dinner. Seven hours. What could he be doing? Lately he had been becoming more and more distant. Coming home later and later. He always claimed to be hanging at a 'friends'  house, but when you contacted them, they said they hadn't seen him at all. He would come home with bruises and scratches saying that he fell, or that he ran into a pole. How did that happen so often? It didn't. The more you thought about it, the more obvious it was. He was with other women. You weren't good enough. You weren't pretty, you weren't talented, and you obviously never gave him... YOU. No wonder he was gone. Even though it was obvious, you chose to act like it didn't happen. That you had a good relationship. That he still liked you. It continued  for weeks. That was until tonight. He walked in kissing a taller girl. Asian, dyed long blonde hair, and... revealing clothes. She was pretty. They stopped kissing long enough to notice you. Sitting at the small kitchen table, with a cold dish next to you, and your unkempt self. He froze at the sight. The one to break the silence was the girl quickly sputtering the word "sorry" and running out the door.

"I thought you would have left by now" he said, mouth slowly forming a smile.

You were trembling slightly. You knew that this was happening, but to SEE it, to CATCH him was completely different.

"I guess I'll leave now..." you muttered, heading towards the door.

"Why baby?" He said  grabbing your arm

"You have replacements, why need me?" You pushed out, tears forming.

"They are just toys to play around with, it's what a man has got to do-" he walked closer to you "-especially when his girlfriend doesn't want to DO anything"

You were fully crying now. You pulled your arm away and rushed to the door.

"What do you keep me for then? To do the household chores?" You paused, waiting for a reaction only to get a smile. "Fine! It's over!" You shouted, and ran off.

~End of flashback~

You woke up gasping in the middle of your last class. You have been having nightmares about jaemin since you saw him a week ago. You have gotten little sleep, especially with all the extra homework that has been coming in so no wonder you fell asleep. You were supposed to meet joonie at the coffee shop, and head to your place afterwards. That has basically become where the couples hang out. You wait for the usual 'ring ding dong, ringaling ding ding dong' of the school bell, so you can run off with your boyfriend. Five... four... three... two... and the bell goes off. You jump out of your seat, and run off to your locker. As you grab your bag, namjoon walks giddily up to you. 

"Hey peaches~" he grinned

"Hey joonie" you smiled back.

"You ready to go?" He asked. Before you could reply, he had already grabbed your arm and ran off.

You made it to the coffee shop still in one piece, and ordered the usual. Namjoon ordered the same. As you walked home, you slowly drank the warm coffee in the chilly February air. You had slowly started to forget about jaemin until you walked right into him. Like RIGHT into dat boi. You jumped back in surprise after spilling coffee over yourself, and when you saw who it was, you hid behind namjoon. Last night you told everyone about what happened with you and jaemin, and joon was furious. He wasn't any different now.

"What do you want?" He growled towards the man.

"What do you mean? I want my girl back" jaemin replied, "besides, who are you? Her boyfriend?"

"That is exactly who I am" namjoon shot back "and I want you to stop bothering us."

"C'mon kitten~ get this fierce puppy to stop attacking me." Jaemin teased.

Namjoon took that as the right moment to punch him. Right in the jaw. You jumped, quite surprised as you watched the fight unfold. In the end, jaemin lost a tooth, and had a bloody nose, Not the best sight... but what surprised you the most, was the fact that the only injuries that Namjoon had, were on his fists from punching jaemin so hard. Jaemin ended up surrendering, but he said that he would come back. The walk home was silent, and slightly awkward. When you walked inside, you sat namjoon on the couch and headed to your room to change. Once you finished, you grabbed the first aid kit and tended to his wounds.

"How did you leave without any injuries?" You blurt out, quickly regretting it.

Namjoon realized that, and replied anyways. "Well, when I'm not with you, or working, I'm at the gym. How else can I protect you?"

You blush at that statement, then start yelling at him about how he didn't have to use violence. You heard footsteps from the hall and quickly stopped. Aiko and yoongi walked around the corner and glared at you and Namjoon.

"Which one of you woke us up?" Aiko asked.

If looks could kill.