Rich • NamJin [boyxboy] · +SLOW UPDATES+

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It's been three days since Jin has been ignoring me. Aka, the worst three days yet. He doesn't look at me, he doesn't talk to me, or even come to the one class we share together. If I ask about him to Yoongi or Taehyung, who I recently learned was Jimin's brother, neither of them say anything about him. I don't understand why he's like this, but i can't help but blame myself. 

"N-Namjoon-ah, stop crying h-he's not worth it." Yoongi hesitantly patted my back. 

"Well if you talk to him like you don't want to be near him, he's never gonna cheer up." Hoseok chuckled. 

"Why does he hate me?!" I shoved another spoonful of ice cream down my throat. The two of them had brought me along on their date at an ice cream parlor for lunch. 

"He doesn't hate you Namjoonie, that's silly talk." Hobi softly smoothed over my hair. I looked over at him, swallowing my ice cream as my bottom lip quivered. 

"Yes he does hyung, it's because that girl tried to kiss me..." I sniffled, wiping my eyes with my sleeve. "And he's mad at me~!" And I was back into sobs. 

"I said that he wasn't angry at you! Did you not hear me?" Yoongi sighed, eating a spoonful of his own sundae. "And you're an ugly crier."

"Don't yell at him, he's hurt." Hoseok continued to nurture me. 

"I'm sorry sprinklekitten, Jin makes the worst choices. I didn't know he still..." He slowly trailed, realizing that he's now said too much. 

"He still what?" I asked. "Why is he ignoring me??" I stared at Yoongi, desperate for a answer, who avoided eye contact. "Was this his way to trying to cut off contact from me? I knew he hated me all along." 

"What do we do Yoongi-ah?" Hobi whispered, rubbing my back softly. 

"I don't know sunshine, today was supposed to be a good day." He sighed. 

"Why?" Hoseok asked with a tilt to his head. 

"It's Jin hyung's birthday."

.Jin.

"Sunbae, why aren't you eating?" Jimin questioned while feeding some of his own food to Jungkook, who had also been force fed by Taehyung seconds earlier. The four of us were in the abandoned cafeteria, where we all eat lunch together now. Well i usually don't stick around for long when Namjoon's  here, doing this makes me feel like literal shit but I feel like he hates me now. The amount of disbelief on his face is still stapled in my mind. Maybe... I can do something to make it better..?

"How long until lunch is over?" I sighed as I poked at my food.

"Um, about 20 minutes, why?" Taehyung responded after checking his watch on the arm that was scooping up food to force feed Jungkook again. 

"I'm gonna go, I have to go somewhere." I quickly shimmied from my seat and speed walked from the room.

...

"Would you like these bagged?" The clerk asked as i set the teddy bear and chocolates on the counter. 

"Yes please." I responded quickly while checking my watch. 

"Anniversary?" He smiled while scanning them. 

"No, um apology more so." I chuckled nervously. 

"What a perfect boyfriend you must be have to go through all of this for your partner to like you again." He joked. 

"I know, I messed up bad." I sighed while taking out my wallet. 

"This will be $12.54." I nodded and put a $20 bill on the counter as he started to put them in a clothes shopping sized gift bag, I really don't have the time to split bills right now. 

"Keep the change please." I then reached for the bag handle as he took the money and rushed out of the small store. I checked my watch again, I still have roughly 10 minutes. "To Namjoon's house please, quickly." I said to my driver. I carefully set the bag inside the limo then shoved myself inside next to it. 

During a stop light, I took a black pen from my pocket and started to think of something to write on the note card. What could I possibly say? "Hey, sorry for yelling at you, I still love yo-" too quick, calm down Jin. A few bumps in the road and an empty card later, we arrive at the apartment complex. I'll just come back after school, then I can finally talk to him about this. I wrote 'With love, Jin' and leave the limo to go drop it off outside of his door. 

However, just as I had sat the bag down on the doorstep, Yuni opened the door. And then came the screams. 

"Yuni-ah! What happe-" Her parents quickly rushed to to rescue, faces covered with confusion once they see me halfway knelt down and still holding the handle of the bag. 

"Jin, right?" Namjoon's dad cocked his head. 

"U-Uhm, y-yeah." They were much more intimidating when Namjoon wasn't here beside me. Okay, this is my opportunity to make a good impression. 

"Namjoon's at school, shouldn't you be too?" He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. 

"U-uh.. I..." I was scared, not gonna lie, Namjoon's dad wasn't small so I can see where he got his height from, but his dad was a lot scarier while Namjoon was a lot...softer. Namjoon's mom retreated back inside -with a judgmental glare, i might add- and Yuni. 

"Listen, I'm not gonna snap at you Jin because you can probably buy and sell our whole family with just the spare change in your pocket," he joked with a light smile, making me nervously chuckle along. Then his face went back to scary. "But if I find out that you're the reason why Namjoon has been so upset-" 

"Honey move aside, I don't want you to get hit with the frying pan." 

"A-actually, yo-you're right, I should be in s-school. I should u-um g-" I was already slowly shimmying way from the door but I broke into a sprint to dodge the incoming cookware which left it clinking and clacking against the wall and floor. "So i'm gonna go! Give the bag to Namjoon when he gets home please!" I shouted as I continued to run off. 

...

.Namjoon. 

Finally home after another Jin-less day. I unlocked the apartment door and trudged inside, basically dragging myself to my room and shrugging off my bookbag and blazer, both falling to the ground with a 'thump'. 

I let out a quiet groan while falling face first onto my bed. I slowly wrapped myself in my blanket until i was a sad blanket burrito, in which i couldn't stop the quivering of my lip and the tear down my cheek after that. I don't even know what I did to deserve this... I thought he really liked me...

"Namjoonie~" My mom slowly walked into the room. 

"Mom~~" I cried out, my burrito'ed figure now sitting up. 

"It's okay Namjoon-ah." She sat beside me on the bed and pulled me into her embrace, letting me nuzzle into her neck for comfort. She looked at my dad as he entered, carrying a shopping bag with him. 

"Your friend, Jin, brought this for you. I thought you would want it." He set it down beside me, then stepped away to watch my reaction.

I only looked at the bag. I didn't know whether to want it or not. I didn't want it because Jin is being really mean to me, but I did want it because I miss him. 

"I think he's experiencing heartbreak." My dad whispered to my mom. 

"Aww, my sweet Joonie I'm so sorry." She hugged me tighter. "It's okay Namjoonie, we're here."