Before opening your eyes, you were sure that you were dead. After getting beat up, Woo Joo had stabbed you and you were dead now. But the pain felt all too real. You thought when you die, you should feel nothing. Instead, you felt your cracked ribs and bruised body parts. Something told you to wake up, so you did. The first thing you saw was the white tile ceiling. Then you heard machines beeping. Next, one of your hands felt numb. When you looked at it, you saw that there was a person attached.
You smiled as you pulled your hand away, but not before ruffling his head. So this must be heaven, you thought. The floor was cold as your feet touched them. There were slippers in the closet, which you could barely reached for, so you decided against it. With every movement, your body cried out for you to stop. But you didn't. After draping your blanket over Namjoon, you walked to the window and stood in front of it, enjoying the sunrise. For some reason, as if you knew, you felt incredibly free. And with that came happiness. Even if it wasn't by you, you still escaped Woo Joo and you were able to tell him exactly what you felt. That was freeing.
You heard Namjoon waking up. It wasn't hard, he usually makes a lot of noise. His head looked side to side as the panic kicked it. He began breathing hard.
"No, treasure, where did you go?" he asked quietly. "Did she leave without saying anything?" he sat back down on the chair and held his head as he weeped.
"Pabo." you said. Namjoon jerked his head up and then he spun around, you were already right in front of him. He cried harder and hugged your waist gently to not hurt you. Although it wasn't tight, you felt how much he wanted to hold you.
"I-I t- thought you l-left me." he said in between hiccups.
"I don't even have clothes. Of course I can't leave." you joked. As you laugh, your rib was hurting so you stopped.
"Lay down," Namjoon said, "you shouldn't even be up in the first place."
"Okay." you did as told, but for the first time in forever, you were okay with it. His voice was gentle, there wasn't any hint of malice or violent. He just cares. He carefully tucked you back in.
"I'll go get the doctors." he said. You stopped him but touching his arm.
"Not yet. I want to just enjoy this time but myself before being bombarded with questions and tests." you told him. He nodded and sat down again. "Can you tell me me what happened?" you asked after a while. "You're here with me and not.... him, so I guess something must have happened."
Namjoon hesitated. You deserve the right to know but he didn't know if he could relive that moment again or put you through that. "I kicked the door open and found you unconscious at that point. That bastard had a knife and he was going to stab you. I ran as fast as I could and knocked him out of the way. After that, he seemed broken. I-I held you close to me as I waited for help to arrive. The cops came and took him. I doubt he'll get a trial, he doesn't deserve one."
"I see." you said quietly.
"Love, why are you crying? Does it hurt anywhere?" he asked, worried in his eyes and voice. He grabbed your hand and peppered it with kisses.
"I'm okay. I'm just happy. I thought for sure I was dead. I opened my eyes and saw you and I thought it must be heaven. I've had so many dreams where I was with you instead of him, but whenever I wake up, I was still stuck in that nightmare." He gently brush your cheek.
"Y/N, I can't tell you how sorry I am for that night. You were the best thing that had ever happened to me and I was too stubborn and stupid to see that."
"Shhh, don't talk about that now. You can tell me some other time, okay?"
"Does this mean you want to see me again?"
"Well, I don't want to not see you. I'm still so incredibly mad and hurt because of you. More than the bruises, more than my broken bones. It will take time, but I want to see you." Upon hearing that, Namjoon took it on himself to kiss you. You couldn't move. He cupped your cheeks and deepened the kiss. Eventually, you kissed him back. It felt like pure bliss and joy. He was your first kiss, the kiss that made you fall in love more and more each time. Woo Joo never kissed you like this. You felt nothing but coldness from him.
But with Namjoon, it was just love and safety. When he pulled away, his tears were gone and replaced with a giant grin. You poked his dimple without another thoughts. His skin was soft. "I love you so damn much, Y/N."
"I...I'm sorry, I just can't yet."
"No, I understand. Take all the time you need, my love. If you'd allow me, I'll help you heal."
"Thank you. But I feel like healing is something I should do on my own. I thought I had found who who I am before you. But then I lost you and I was a mess for so long that I didn't even know who I was anymore. And all of this happened because I was in a vulnerable state."
"I'm sorry." he said.
"Stop saying that, pabo. I still want to see you, like I've said, but I think I need time to myself. When the bruises are gone and my bones heal, I'll be ready. And when that happens, I would love to hear about your time abroad." you told him. He nodded his head like a puppy.
"Anything for you, my love."
"Aww." You both turned your head towards the door to see Jungkook's and Taehyung's heads popped in. Someone kicked them and they entered the room. Then it was filled out with the rest of the group. Yuqi was the first to run up to you, she knelt down by the bed and hugged you softly.
"It's all my fault." she cried. "I should have did more research on him, I should have seen the signs. I'm a horrible best friend."
"Hey, don't say that. You couldn't have known. It wasn't your fault. You're still my best friend, okay?" She nodded while pouting and then backed up for the rest to greet you.
"Sorry I ruined your wedding, oppa and unnie."
"Shut the fuck up." Your eyes widened as the words came out of Jisoo's mouth. She had always been so gentle and soft spoken. "What I want is for you to get better and stay healthy and happy, got it? That's what you can do for the both of us."
"She's right. We can have a thousand more weddings, but there's only one of you. Don't worry us like that again, okay?" Seokjin added. You nodded. Jungkook told you that Chaeyoung had work and sends her regards. Lisa had an audition too so couldn't come, but she'll bring food later. While everyone was talking, you let Namjoon hold your hand the entire time.
"So, will you be looking for a new place to stay?" Jimin asked.
"You can move in with us." Hoseok suggested. "We have a guest room." Yoongi coughed and everyone else snicked.
"That's alright. I wouldn't want to intrude in on your guy's personal space." you laughed. "If possible, I think I would like to go back to that apartment."
"Are you crazy?" Taehyung shouted. "That should be the last place you should be."
"Yeah, you should move in with hyung instead." Jungkook said.
"No, we discussed this already. We're going to take things slow." Namjoon looked at you and smiled. It was beautiful. You nodded in return.
"I know you guys are worried. But the place was still a nice place and I will fill it up with only happy memories from now on. I shouldn't run away from this. I should use this to make me stronger." It served as a declaration and a motivation for yourself.
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Love is Not Over (Kim Namjoon x Reader)
FanfictionSequel to Waste it On Me Author's Note: I won't say anything else. Read to find out! I will say there will be domenstic violence scenes. Please read at your own risks!!