Fallen Angel | Park Jimin Vampire fanfiction |

V. Home sweet home

This is gonna be a longer chapter, yay! (Though it will probably be boring.)
*feels proud of herself after writing over 1500 words for the first time*

The car drive was mostly silent, with the exceptional word or two from you to give Namjoon directions.

After a few minutes of awkward silence, you managed to speak up.

"Who...was that?"

Namjoon turned to look at you for a split second but quickly turned back to look at the road.

"Who?" He said, not even looking at you.

"That...guy."

"That was Yoongi. He's one of my close friends."

"How did he know my name..?" You couldn't keep yourself from asking.

"...The same way I did. Jungkook and Taehyung probably told everyone by know."

"Everyone.?"

Namjoon took a quick look at you again.

"Our friend group?.... did you really not recognise me or anyone else?"

"No.... should I?"

'I was right, they are one the popular guys. They have the looks.'

After a few more minutes, you were already close to your home.

'I don't want him to see where I live.'

"Um.. you can stop there!" You said, pointing to the side of the road near a few descent looking houses.

"You live there?" Namjoon asked.

"Yeah, I do. You can let me out now!"

'Okay Y/n, don't panic! It's okay! It's okay. He won't know You're lying, right? Yeah.... yeah of course he won't!'

Namjoon looked at you questioningly, but a few more seconds later finally pulled up to the side of the road to let you out.

After he stoped the car, he turned to look at you.

"You sure you're okay? Do I need to take you to the hospital or something?"

"No I'm ok."

"Then let me walk you so you don't fall over again-"

"No it's ok!" You shouted a little too loudly, making Namjoon rise his eyebrows. "No really it's ok. My head doesn't spin anymore and I feel perfectly fine."

Namjoon stared at you for a few more seconds, trying to play off as if he can't feel the pain coming from you in waves.

"Ok. Walk safe."

"I will, thank for um... driving me back by the way. You didn't have too."

'No really, you didn't have to. I don't like being around people, specially this close.'

You reached for your backpack in the back seat, lifting it up over your head and placing it on your shoulder. You opened the car door, stepping out of the metal vehicle, but just as you were about to close the door you felt Namjoon gently grab on to your forearm.

"Before you go-" you turned around to look at him just as he let go. He grabbed something for his back pocket, handing it to you. It was a folded peace of white paper. "It has my number on it. If you need anything, call."

'Ok wow...! Slow down a bit...'

"No it's ok, I don't really-"

"I insist Y/n."