Protection

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"Joonie."

The light voice filled Namjoon's ears. He couldn't focus. He just committed a crime.

Realizing that made him snap back into reality. He looked up at (y/n) to see her worried expression.

"Namjoon. Okay good your back to your senses. Look I want to say thank you. You saved my life back there and I'm forever in your debt. I just need you to hide me. I'm not from around here or anything and-"

"I killed someone. It's on camera. I'm gonna go to jail and lose my whole life. The whole reason why I'm in Seoul. Do you know what this means?"

"I have the tape. Your fine I'm going to destroy it. Your life and you are going to be okay."

"Who are you?"

(Y/n) looked at him. Her prefect coffee date asked her who she was. She was a not so perfect coffee date. She wasn't a girl fit for him.

For some reason she felt a connection she tried to stop but it didn't because.

It was him.

He made her change her whole perspective on life.

Who was she was something she didn't want to say to him. It's something that would make her look bad in front of him.

She didn't want his perspective to change on her but she trust him so much even though she's know him for such a little time.

"Well it's weird to tell you in an alley way in the back of a dumpster but I'm not the perfect girl you think I am. I am a runaway. I ran away from home a couple of years ago to move with my ex. Well life wasn't working out. We both ran out of money and had to live on the streets. He left me because he didn't want to support the two of us and it was better off that way. At least I thought. I started to steal to survive until I found out a way to make money and to get it. The guy you killed was the guy giving me the money. I had to go vandalise and do stuff to get him to give me the money. I didn't want to but I had no choice. He gave me a place to stay but there was price that I had to pay not including the vandalism. I had to kill. Not a lot of people but just people."

Namjoon couldn't grasp on what she was saying. He didn't know if she was making this stuff up but he didn't want to not believe her.

She had this tone to her that made him know that she wasn't lieing but her story was bizarre to him.

"Well I kept up with that for awhile till I decided to clean up my act and actually go to school and figure out what I'm gonna do with my life secretly. Then I met you and it gave me even more purpose your outlook on things inspired me. You inspired me. Well those couple of days I didn't text you were because I was on the run. He found out about my plans of getting my life together. He didn't want me to leave because he was afraid I was gonna rat him out and get him in trouble so I took some money and ran away from there but he found me. He started to beat me and I got in a few good swings but he overpowered me until I grabbed something metal and hit him across the head. I escaped and went to the store which just happened to be yours and caused you to he in the crossfire. Which I'm really sorry for." She continued explaining.

"So what your saying is your in a gang?" He asked lifeless.

She nodded.

"Oh shit. I just killed a gang leader. I'm gonna have to move. They're gonna kill me. I'm gonna be dead. I'm gonna-"

(Y/n) cupped his face to focus his attention on her.

"Shut up your not gonna die. Don't think like that. They won't know who killed him because I have the tape. I will destroy it in front of you if I have to but first we need to get out from behind this smelly ass dumpster."

Namjoon looked into her serious eyes. He didn't know that someone could be that serious. He nodded his head and took ahold of her hands.

"Let's go to my place you can clean up there and destroy it there. While I have a mental break down."

"Good. Come on let's get the hell out of here" she said as they both stood up and walked the direction to Namjoons apartment.

They finally arrived and he opened the door. They both walked inside. He went straight to his room to grab a shirt and boxers for (y/n).

He walked back to her to see her looking around.

He cleared his throat.

"Um here you go. The restroom is down the hall to your right and your welcome to use anything you need in there."

She smiled as she took the clothes. She kissed his cheek.

"Thank you" she said before leaving to take a shower.

He looked at her walking to the restroom and he mentally screamed.

"Holy shit she kissed my cheek. Holy shit I killed someone. Are we the next Bonnie and Clyde like what the fuck. Omg I killed someone. I'm a bad person. I'm sorry I didn't mean to I didn't want to die. Ahhhhhh I want coffee. Fuck fuck fuck" he ranted as he threw himself on his couch.

"She's cute" was the last thing he said before all the stress caused his mind to go blank.

(Y/n) let the warm water hit her sore body. She looked at her arms which had cuts and bruises.

She was relieved that Namjoon killed her boss. She was in so much trouble for reasons that we're dumb. She would never tell anyone about his business.

She just wanted to get her life together and have a good future with a job that doesn't require her to kill.

The thoughts of tonight ran threw her head everything leading up to now.

Even the great fullness she had to Namjoon and the kiss she gave him on his cheek made her relived.

She felt her cheeks reddened as the thought of how she really did kiss his cheek ran threw her mind once again.

She finished washing up and looked to see if he had a first aid kit. Luckily he did and she bandaged her cuts. She dressed into his shirt and slipped on his boxers.

It felt weird to her but that's all she's got. She brought nothing but the money and the tape.

She walked out and went to the living room to see him laying there. She went up to him and shook his shoulder.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine. Let's watch some TV."