Trust Issues

Chapter 22 | Love

Previously On Trust Issues

"Y/N? We're home." I heard Namjoon's faint voice. I peaked one eye open and saw that Namjoon was carrying me into the house.

I felt him lay me on the bed and a few minutes later I felt him get in next to me. I turned to cuddle in closer to him, as he pulled me in even closer. I felt so safe right now, that nothing else mattered at the moment. I really need to shower soon.

I woke up in the middle of the night to an empty bed, I looked around the room for Namjoon but didn't see him. I went out of the room and heard a noise in the living room, I walk in and saw Namjoon. He was laying on the couch with a blanket on him. I walked over to him and looked at him trying to determine if he was asleep or not.

"You know staring is weird." I jumped back not expecting him to be awake.

"Why are you down here?" I looked at him trying to see if he was okay, but it was dark down here so I couldn't see.

"I came down here to think and sleep." He said tiredly

"Fine since you're sleeping down here I'm sleeping down here too." I said getting up as Namjoon lifted the blanket allowing me to get in.

Once I was laying next to him, I turned to face him. I lifted my hand and started to play with his hair. He looked at me with one eye open and then closed it again. Gripping my back holding me more tightly so I wouldn't fall on the floor.

We were silent and about to fall asleep when we heard a phone ring. We look at each other then he grabs his phone from the table behind the couch. He answers it and holds me with one arm. By the change of his voice I know who it is.

Bobby.

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Y/N's POV

"Y/N, I'm going to answer the phone, so you have to be quiet, okay?" I nodded in response. Namjoon answered the phone putting it on speaker. I laid next to him not knowing what to say or do.

"Hello?" Namjoon said into the phone

"I think you have something of mine, Namjoon." Bobby said angrily into the phone

"I'm pretty sure she's mine and not yours. After all I didn't kidnap her like you did." Namjoon said arrogantly. I rolled my eyes as they continued bickering about if I was Bobby's or if I was Namjoon. After a while I got bored and laid my head on Namjoon's chest.

"She's never gonna be yours Bobby! No matter what you do she'll always be mine!" Namjoon yelled into the phone. He hung up the phone before Bobby could respond, looking back down at me. He looked at me to see a single tear glide down my cheek, as we shared eye contact.

"Y/N..what's wrong?" He asked me. I didn't respond just looked away, thinking if I should get up or not.

"I-Its nothing..." I knew he knew it wasn't nothing but, I would never say the truth that he scared me when he yelled into the phone.

"Y/N you know you can talk to me..Just tell me what I did wrong...please." Namjoon pleaded sadly looking at my face, studying it.

"I-Its n-nothing I don't want to talk about it!" I said a bit angry but still scared. I got up and moved away from the couch we were previously both laying on. I looked at him one last time before I ran upstairs to his room.

I heard him following me but, before I could get into his room he pulled me back. He was now embracing me from the back holding me still as I tried to fight him off. I knew I'd eventually give in but, I didn't want to just give in like some girls would do.