Hello, Hello (Tell Me What You Want Right Now)

Namjin VII

Jin hasn't been the same since the pictures leaked.

To be fair, Namjoon probably hasn't either. But at least he's trying. He's trying to keep up appearances, trying to keep the others in line, trying to keep a happy face even though fear and anxiety are eating up his insides. Those feelings aren't even exclusive to the pictures floating around the internet, not anymore.

He is absolutely terrified that Jin is trying to leave him.

Jin has opposite schedules from him on the best of days, but on the worst days he flat out ignores him. The Omega will leave the room if Namjoon is already there, won't say a word if Namjoon enters. Even if he sits by him and tries to make conversation. The Omega will just pinch his brows together and bite his lip, looking away or finding an excuse to go somewhere else.

It's tearing Namjoon apart. The only time they spend together is when they go to bed at night. And even then, even then Jin is long asleep when he comes home from the studio, or if they're home together Namjoon will wander off to bed and wait and wait until exhaustion overtakes him. Only then will the Omega tiptoe in and crawl under the covers.

There are a few precious moments in the mornings when Jin's alarm goes off. He'll stretch over and shut it off before curling into Namjoon on instinct. Namjoon treasures these moments because they're so fleeting. Jin always eventually gains awareness, freezes in Namjoon's arms, and shoves his way out of the bed with a mutter under his breath of "I'm taking a shower," or "I'm going to make breakfast."

Namjoon feels like he's suffocating.

He misses Jin so much, even though he sees him everyday still. He misses their casual touches, brief kisses in the kitchen or cuddling in the living room. He misses scenting after a long day in the studio, his Omega's scent and warmth chasing away his stress. He misses kissing Jin's plush, beautiful mouth until they fall asleep. He misses it all and so much more.

But now all he has is an unending ache in his chest, a pain throbbing between his temples. He has Jin's guarded expression and defensive body language. He has hours spent in the studio crying to Yoongi and Hoseok, who comfort him as best they can. But there is no one except his Omega that will make him feel whole again.

Bang Sihyuk didn't make them choose, but Jin seems to have chosen anyway.

He comes home to Jin and Jimin laughing in the living room, the sound more beautiful than Namjoon's ever heard because he's been so long without. He seeks it out on instinct, turning into the living room to see his Omega grinning broadly in a way Namjoon hasn't seen for weeks. But then he meets Namjoon's gaze and it disappears entirely, replaced with a cool impassiveness that he seems to have perfected in regards to the Alpha. And Namjoon, Namjoon is suddenly very angry. He can feel his blood boiling, his scent flaring up dangerously around him. He's just so, so tired and hurt and he just doesn't understand. Before he can do anything rash and stupid, he turns right back around and goes out the front door, slamming it behind him despite Jimin hollering at him to come back.

He stalks down to the street, breathing heavily and toxic emotions tinging his vision dark. He feels like he's going to pass out and it's ridiculous, but he's not surprised. He's always felt things so passionately. He walks in long strides in no direction in particular, just wanting away from the dorm and the Omega that doesn't want him anymore.

And then there's shouting behind him, Jimin's airy voice carrying down the street and telling him to stop. Namjoon doesn't listen. He just...doesn't care. He doesn't care anymore.

Jimin may have athleticism and speed on his side, but Namjoon's got long legs and a quick gait on his. He can hear Jimin's sneakers slapping the sidewalk as he runs and it just makes him speed up a little bit more. He really doesn't want anything to do with this, whatever the hell it is.