Namjin Oneshots & Drabbles

Unwanted Visitor

Repeated knocks on the door woke me up. "Jin? You have a visitor", I heard my mom say as I looked around my room and stretched my arms. "He said his name was Nam.. Namjoon?", and hearing that name made me dash my way out of my room.

As I went down the stairs, I saw the face that I hated the most.

"Good morning Jin", Namjoon said to me with a smile. I glared at him as I neared him, "What the fuck are you doing here?", I blatantly asked, grabbing the collar of his shirt. "Calm down, I'm only here to visit", he said. "Asshole, I never gave my address to you", I said as I tightened my grip.

I felt my mom hit my back, causing me to let go of Namjoon's shirt. "Goodness Jin, stop causing a ruckus when you just woke up", she said to me as she apologized to Namjoon. Fuck, if there's anyone who should apologize, it should be that fucker!

I wonder how my mom will react once she finds out that the man she's apologizing too, has murdered more people than she can imagine and that he almost killed me. I don't want to break her heart so I will keep shut about it, I'm sure that fucker wouldn't want to be known too.

"Anyways, he has no business here anymore, so he can leave", I said as I walked to the kitchen. I felt someone pull me a bit forcefully, taking me aback. "Sorry ma'am, I need to talk to him", and thus, I was pulled into my dad's office.

Once the door was shut, his face had turned serious, I hated it. "If you keep on intimidating me, I would hate you even more", I said. "I know you hate me, that's normal. After all, I'm someone who should be hated", he said to me. "Are you finished with your sentiments?", I asked. "Look, it's a rule that any witness should be taken down too...", he said making me scoff at him. "So what? I should be thankful that you didn't kill me when the one at fault is you for murdering someone in front of me?!", I said, feeling my anger well up.

"Why is it my fault that you got seen? Fuck, did you think I wanted to see someone die right before my very eyes?", I added. He couldn't say anything because I was right, ah fuck this. I sighed, trying to calm myself down as the memories flash back inside my head.

"I won't... tell anyone. I will take it to my grave. Just please, leave me and my family alone", I said, my voice turning soft. It's too early to accumulate this amount of stress so I just want him to leave. When I looked at his face, it was unexplainable. It looked sad, apologetic and regretful — a face that doesn't suit hitman like him. "I'm sorry", he said, "Stop it, just please leave", I said.

He opened the door a little and quickly closed it again. "Fuck..." he muttered under his breath. "What's wro-", I couldn't finish what I was supposed to say as he placed his hand on my mouth. "You have to listen to me, or something bad will happen", he said to me. What the fuck is he saying? I was about to bite his hand when he both heard the shattering of plates from the kitchen and a scream from a familiar voice... mom?!

I tried to wriggle but Namjoon's grasp is tightening. "Calm down, and I'll let you go", he said to me. I calmed down and true to his words, he slowly let go of me. "Jin, I will make sure nothing bad happens to you or your mom. Please believe in me", he said as he went out of the office. I slumped down in shock as I crawled under the desk. My mind is so confused but... at the back of it all, I was trusting Namjoon.

That he'd keep us safe. That he'll never let anything bad happen. That he'd make things okay. Even though I shouldn't, I did.

I heard more shattering sounds. I was scared but I muttered enough courage to take a peek at what's happening. I then fished out my phone so I can dial the... but if I do that, Namjoon will get caught as well.

"You are indeed strong", I heard a man say. "But, once you have someone you have to protect, you will always turn weak", he said as he kicked Namjoon, "Isn't it a rule that witnesses should be killed too? Why did you heart go soft for a boy like him huh?", he asked then punched Namjoon's stomach. I saw him drop on the floor, my mom begging the man to stop while she's in a corner, crying. Blood was dripping from his mouth and I was scared, what if this man kills Namjoon?

I quickly took a vase from the office and without any thought threw it at the man. I thought for sure I got him, it was a big vase after all... but why am I on the floor instead? Why do I feel blood from my side? Why is my vision so blurry?

"You're a lil too early to try and hurt me boy", the man said to me. "But you ain't gonna experience that, because your life will be ending now", he added as he took out another knife.

"Motherfucker", the two of us heard from behind him. Namjoon stood up, holding his shoulder while he coughed up blood. "I fucking told you not lay a hand on them", he said. "You're not my boss anymore so why should I-", and what happened was something I forgot. My consciousness couldn't take it anymore and I fainted.

I woke up inside the hospital room, on a hospital bed. When I looked around, I saw my mom sleeping beside me.

"Please stay down, you wound might open again", the nurse said to me as she entered and closed the door to my room. "Is my mother okay?", I asked her. "She suffered some scratches but she's fine. All she needs is rest", she assured me as I sighed in relief. Just then, another person came in mind. "Where's the other man?", I asked her.

Her face turned sullen, "Oh that other man... well, he died", she said. "He was beaten severely and he bled to death", she explained. I couldn't reply anything to what she said, "But why were you looking for him? Wasn't he the one who hurt you?", she asked me. "Excuse me?", I asked back, clearly confused.

"Wait, no I mean, the other man", I said, could it be? "There was no other man. Only the three of you were there according to the police", she said.

And my hunch was right, from that moment on, Namjoon just disappeared from my life. What we had was definitely horrible, but I never even had the chance to thank him for... keeping his words.

"And, I guess that's the most memorable happening in my life", I said to Jimin, my friend since I was a college freshman. "That sounds awesome! It's like a movie!", he said to me. "Well it could definitely pass as a movie. But keep this a secret between you and me okay?", I replied and chuckled. "Of course, I don't want you in trouble again. But man, where could he be huh?", Jimin curiously asked. "I tried looking for him, but I never found him. I don't even know if he's still alive", I said. "Well, someone like him, might still be alive", Jimin remarked. "Could be", I said as we both stood up. "Well, I have literature next", I said. "I have biochemistry. I'll see you after class then", Jimin said then bid goodbye to me.

"He just told me about you. Who knew you were such a hero huh?", Jimin said while talking on his phone. "He told someone in the end huh? Looks like I have to visit him again", the other line said. "You definitely should! It's been three years boss!", Jimin said. "Just do as I say and keep Jin safe", Namjoon said, "Of course! I'll keep him safe, until you arrive to protect him once again". Jimin replied with a smile.