Echo

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"Thanks for walking me home Dean, You really didn't have to." I say turning to look him in the eyes. He takes my other hand pulling me closer as we stand in front of the door to the house. "Anything for you Echo... I mean it, if you ever need anything just call me." He says taking another step closer to me causing my heart to beat faster. He leans in connecting our lips causing my head to spin for a moment before I hear a smash on the other side of the door. I pull away turning and walking up the steps before twisting the handle and pushing the door open only to find the vase next to the door in pieces on the floor. "Everything okay Echo?" Dean says but I just wave him off wishing him well before shutting the door slightly. I head to the kitchen grabbing the broom.

I sweep up the the smaller pieces working my way around pissed that the person who broke the vase would just leave it in pieces on the ground. Steps come towards me but I continue to work on sweeping up the vase. "Are you the one who broke the vase? Why woul-" I'm cut off by the last person I wanted to see that afternoon. "So you'll kiss him and not me huh?" I can feel his stares on the back of my head but I continue to look down. I shrug before walking off to dump the smaller pieces into the trash making room so I can pick up the larger chunks. I shuffle back into the room Namjoon still standing by the door looking as pissed as ever his jaw is clenched making me instantly want to soften out his face with cute words or corny jokes I know he likes but I can't.

"Joon it's not that simple..." "What do you mean it's not that simple!" He says raising his voice. "Joo- ow!" Before I can get the rest of my words out I slice open two of my fingers because I wasn't paying attention to what side to the broken vase pieces I picked up. I stand up before rushing to my bathroom has the blood pool in my other hand as I push the bathroom door open. Namjoon comes in behind me his once angry expression exchanged for a softer more caring one. He turns the sink on directing me to rinse my finger before running out of the room and coming back with a first aid kit.

I'm still rinsing my finger when Namjoon sets the First aid kit on the counter before picking me up and setting me beside it. He pops it open pulling out some weird looking liquid and a cream without warning he grabs a tissue and pours the liquid on it and dabbing it on my fingers. Tears pool in the corner of my eyes before sliding down my face at the burning sensation. I squeeze my fist trying not to jerk my hand away. He's standing in between my legs as he applies some of the cream before bandaging my fingers up. My eyes are closed at this point as I try to stop the tears and that's when I feel a small kissed pushed to the apples of my cheeks on both sides of my face. I lean forward hesitantly before a light kiss is pressed to my lips. Our lips move in sync causing my stomach to knot up before being swarmed with butterflies causing me to smile into the kiss.

He pulls away only to push another quick kiss to my lips.