Neighbors

Is This the End

Namjoon hasn't spoken to Seokjin ever since the incident. It was Sunday evening and while the girls were in bed, Seokjin got ready to head to the restaurant to do an last minute inventory and to prepare the ingredients for the morning shift, until Namjoon grabs his arm and drags him to their bedroom. Seokjin tried to break free, but Namjoon doesn't allow it until he has locked the door to their room and stood in front of the door, "Is there anything you want to tell me about what happened Saturday? Because if you don't say anything I'm going straight to Shownu and Jackson and asking them what happened. I tried to avoid it Seokjin, but fuck it's like I'm dealing with a fucking toddler."

Seokjin flinches, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at the ground. Namjoon crosses his own, stepping closer to Seokjin and arching his eyebrow, "Speak now or forever hold your peace."

Seokjin swallows, "Kihyun hit me."

Namjoon's eyes widen, "Really? What did you say to cause that?"

Seokjin jerks his head up instantly, glaring at him, "What makes you think I would say something?!"

"Oh please!" Namjoon scoffs, "You can barely keep your mouth shut and you're always smarting something off. You had to have done something for Kihyun to just slap you. And you wouldn't have come running to our house sobbing your eyes out and not speaking to me! Now you either tell me, or they will! And if I have to find out from them I'm done!"

Seokjin swallows the lump in his throat, turning away from Namjoon, "Fine, go ask them. I don't care."

Namjoon throws his arms up, staying true to his word and unlocking the door to leave, "I'm going out, and probably staying somewhere else tonight. Don't wait up for me."

Seokjin's eyes water, and suddenly, he felt nauseous. He races to the bathroom and makes it just in time to throw up everything in his gut. Namjoon slams the front door shut, hopefully not waking the girls. He walks over next door to Jackson's and Mark's, grabbing his phone and sending a text to Shownu to ask him to come over. He knocks on the door, waiting for someone to answer and Mark does.

He frowns, "Namjoon? Is everything alright?"

Namjoon sighs, "I don't know anymore," he pinches the bridge of his nose, "please tell me Jackson isn't working night shift."

"No, he's in the garage changing the lights to my car," Mark moves aside, "Come in."

Namjoon sighs, stepping in and removing his shoes, "Mind if I have a beer? I've had a long day."

"Go ahead," Mark chuckles, "Sounds like everyone has. Is Shownu coming over as well?"

"I texted him," Namjoon checks his phone, seeing Shownu had politely declined the offer that he had to keep an eye on Kihyun, "Is Kihyun alright?"

Mark frowns, "He left here pretty upset yesterday.... hopefully he is," Mark sighs, running his hands through his hair, "I am praying he is."

Namjoon bites his lip, sending a text back to Shownu asking if the pregnant male was alright, quickly getting a response back saying he had been at the hospital last night and they had been resting all day. His eyes widen, "Shit, he was in the hospital."

Mark gasps, his hand going to his mouth, "Oh my god, please tell me they didn't lose the baby."

Namjoon's heart was racing as he send back a concerned message, wondering if his friends are okay and if they are still parents. Shownu thankfully answered back, telling his friend not to worry that they still have their baby and he will explain at school tomorrow. He lets out a breath of relief, "Kihyun and the baby are alright, he said he'll explain to me tomorrow."