How Does A Bad Boy Fall For A Nerd?[NamJin+15]

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That felt really great, it was just seeing the pain in someone who has harmed someone else, I didn't really know why I like it.

"Now where did his little friend go." I didn't care about the items in my cart. All that matters is that his friend paid. I looked around until I heard a woman scream 3 aisles down from me. "MY BABY!."

"That took them damn long enough to find him." I say under my breath as I run to act like I'm going to see what happened.

I got to the crime scene and saw the lady holding Kevin on her lap as she was crying the whole time. "Ma'm please step away." The paramedics kept on saying. "NO LEAVE ME ALONE!" She screamed when one of them touched her shoulder.

I never felt any pity for her. I've never had a parent figure. No one I have met could fit this spot. I've been Jungkook's parent figure as his older brother, but me...I've never felt that kind of love. But just seeing this made me really jealous of him. The only thing I've done is just fight people. I've never exposed anyone like he did. Why does he get something that I've longed for such a long time. It's not fair, none of it is.

Without realizing, I started to tear up a bit. I wiped my tears and left the store. "I can't, why does he get something that I don't." I say to myself quietly, the whole walk home.

As I walk, I pass by Yoongi's neighborhood and just look. Willingly, I start to walk towards his place. I was so depressed that I didn't really care if his parents were home or anyone.

I reach his front door and I'm tempted to just barge in but at the same time, I cant. I ring the doorbell to find an older woman about the age of 35. "Hello, who are you?"

"Is Yoongi here?" I ask trying my best not to stutter in my words. "Yes he's here but are you ok?" She asks again with her hand on my shoulder. "May I just please see Yoongi." I say again with tears forming in my eyes again. "Ok honey come in and I'll get him for you." I nod and she widens the door and as I step in, I see Yoongi's piano teacher and I think his wife.

They notice me looking at them and I noticed that they tensed up. I smile and bow to them as they just smile but I could tell that they were trying to fake it.

"Yoongi someone is here to see you." His mother says and he looks at me and runs towards me. "Are you ok?" He says with hands on the side of me head. I show no response to his question.

Next thing he does is he takes my hand and brings me to his room where I just started to ball out crying. "Namjoon, you have to tell me what's wrong, did Jungkook get taken to the hospital, or what?" He asks. "W-why a-are th-the people th-tha-that do a-all the-these hor-horrib-horrible th-things have s-s-s-something t-that I-I- do-don't ha-have." I said giving in, talking him on his bed.

"Na-." I catch him him off by a kiss. After a while, detach from his lips and look at him with tears in my eyes. "Yoongi, do you love me?." I ask looking in his eyes. He just looked at me, no emotion at all. "Yo-Yoongi...I guess it meant nothing." I say as I get off of him.

"Namjoon wait..." He says as he grabs my hand.

"What do you want." I tug my hand back. "I-I can't chose..." He says with his head down. "You can't chose what Yoongi?" Tears start to form up in my eyes, our first kiss really meant nothing to him. Nothing. "I can't chose between you or your brother." He yells out.

"Well, you better go for my brother because you have lost all respect for me, good luck earning that back." I say slamming the door and walking out.

"Honey are you ok?" His mother again asks me. "Ma'm I'm fine really, I must get home to my brother." I say with a smile. "Well goodbye...umm." "It's Namjoon." I say with a smile, always a fake smile.
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I get to the front door and open it to seeing Jungkook passed out in the couch. I run upstairs and just go to the bathroom. "Why won't anyone love me. I just want one person to love me and only me." I get up, walking with a razor to my room.

"Namjoon!" I look up and see Jungkook in my door way. He runs and snatches the razor from my hand and looks at my crazily. "What the fuck are you doing!" He yells at me. "Let me do this for myself!" I yell back. I walk towards him and he steps back with every step I take towards him.

"Namjoon I love you but you need to stop doing this to yourself, you're doing nothing good because by you cutting yourself, you're just making it any harder for someone to love you!" He yells back at me. I stop in my path and just look down at my feet.

"What am I doing I myself..."

"Namjoon, you need to calm down. Just because someone doesn't love you, doesn't mean that they're the only people that will only catch your attention. Not everyone is like the person because I think that your great and you deserve someone who will love you for who you are."

I couldn't think anymore, I just wanted the person to come already. I'm tired of waiting and fighting my way to see who'll catch my attention.

"Namjoon, just...you'll be fine."

Will I really be...