Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
🗨♥ 210 likes Joon94 just like that 😴
_______________________________________
(Low key forgot where I left off lol)
Namjoon sat on the couch, (y/n) next to him. Awkwardly turning every fifteen seconds he would catch glimpse of her. He didn't know what to do.
He has his crush in his house sitting on his couch. He didn't know what to say. The only thing he could think of came out of his mouth without warning.
"Are we gonna die?"
She looked at him stunned, he caught her off guard with a question she couldn't answer. She didn't know how to. They were gonna die they killed a gang leader. One little slip up and they're both dead. Although it's mainly her not him.
"No. Your fine. We both are. We just have to destroy the evidence. Do you have a hammer?"
He looked at her and nodded. He got up and went to the kitchen. He opened the cabinet under the sink and pulled out a tool bag. He searched through it moving screwdrivers and other tools until he finally found it.
He put everything back and closed the cabinet. He got up and walked back to the living room handing her the hammer.
She took it and she placed the tape on the floor.
"Your stores owner is old school so this shouldn't be a problem" she said as she started to hit the tape with the hammer.
He watched her destroy it to pieces. He was worried for their safety but he was worried about-
"Okay it's destroyed we're fine."
"Oh good. Now we just have to think about me going back to work tomorrow. Better yet the fact that his dead body is in the store with the gun I killed him with."
She looked at the broken Namjoon in front of her. She didn't know what to answer him. She wanted to leave and get out of his life because she was ruining it.
"Look just calm down and not think about it. You have no criminal records or anything you are innocent. Your gonna be fine."
"Yeah but what about you?"
"Who cares about me. I can get myself out of this mess and so can you."
He looked at her not knowing what to say. He can tell she's getting irritated and he's never been scared shitless in his entire life. Except for that one time he woke up Yoongi.
She chuckled and sat down on the couch.
"Come on let's just watch TV."
He sat down next to her and grabbed the remote. He put on a random movie and they watched it.
Well mainly her since he couldn't think. All he wanted to do was disappear. He could still clearly hear the gunshot loud in his mind. How can he feel like this when she's fine.
She's killed a lot of people probably but how is she not effected at all. He kept wondering but he stopped. His mind went blank.
It felt like eternity until he felt light weight on his shoulder.
He looked over to see (y/n)s head on his shoulder. She completely crashed she looked so cute in his mind. He didn't want to move but he wanted her to feel comfortable. So he carefully lifted her head and placed a pillow under it.
He freaked out when she took the pillow and made herself comfortable on the couch. He looked at her sleeping form.
He fell for her.
He realized it and smiled to himself. He was conflicted with everything on his mind including her. He tried to put everything aside and focus on her. But he couldn't the whole unfortunate event played through his mind.
He sighed and walked to his room to get a blanket. He grabbed one and walked back to the living room placing it on her.
He took a picture of her. Taking comfort seeing her okay and alive. He hated the fact that he wouldn't be able to see her if he didn't make the choice he made. A choice the saved both of them.
A choice he won't regret.
He wanted to protect her that was a instinct anyone would have if they cared about someone.
He posted it and decided to head to his room to sleep.
He laid down the comfort of his bed over taking him. His head was hurting and he felt weird. He closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep. Even though he felt like something was off.
(Y/n) woke up to the feeling of buzzing. She forgot that she had her phone. She looked at the time to see it was 4 in the morning. She rubbed her sleepy eyes.
She looked at the notifications her eyes widened. They were text from the gang.
She opened them her heart pounding .
Reading through them made her nervous. Then reality hit she had to leave. Leave like she always does.
Tears formed in her eyes. She didn't want to leave but she had no choice. She went to her settings on her phone and reset it to factory mode.
She got up in a hurry. Her legs weak and heart heavy. The tears that formed were now falling down her cheeks. She hated this. She trembled as she hurried to find a pen and a piece of paper.
She found a pen and a napkin. She was shaking as she left a note for namjoon.
She placed it on the coffee table and took off. Leaving him with instructions.
She walked out into the cold night running to who knows where. In her hand she had her phone. She ran on a bridge and threw her phone over. She was getting out of Seoul and getting away from this life she has.
______________________________________
A/n: holy crap :0 I was dead for awhile lmao but I'm back kinda
