Namjin Oneshots

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Seokjin POV

I was walking through the park with my boyfriend, Namjoon, when a man walks up to us.

"Namjoon?!" He exclaims. Namjoon drops my hand and hugs the man.

"Jackson!" He exclaims. "It's been a while!"

Oh great. It's his ex.

"How've you been man?!" Jackson exclaims.

"Pretty good. I graduated not to long ago, and I'm working at Bighit." He says. Not once did he mention his boyfriend.

About half an hour of listening to their talking, I start to get angry. He didn't mention me, his boyfriend, at all. He didn't even look in my direction! I turn around and start walking home. So much for our 3 year anniversary.

Namjoon POV (2 Hours After Jin Left)

"Oh yeah! This is my boyfriend, Jin." I look next to me, but he's gone. "He was just here..."

"I don't know. He probably left. We've been talking for about an hour." Jackson says.

"An hour?!" I exclaim. "I have to go. See you later Jackson. You should bring Mark over sometime."

I walk back to our apartment, confused as to why he left. I open the front door, looking around for Jin. I walk into the kitchen. He's there doing the dishes.

"Why'd you leave?" I wrap my arms around his waist.

"Because I did." He says. "Could you let go of me? I need to wash the dishes, and you're making it difficult."

"What's your problem?" I ask. "You never seem to care when I wrap my arms around you while you're cooking, or doing dishes."

"My problem," He throws the pan back into the sink. "Is the fact that you'd rather talk to your ex, then spend our anniversary together! That's my fucking problem Namjoon!"

"Oh come on Seokjin! It wasn't that long of a talk!" I exclaim.

"How long do you think you were talking, Namjoon?" He turns toward me, crossing his arms across his chest.

"Jackson said it was about an hour." I say.

"It was two. Two hours Namjoon." A tear falls from his eye. "Do you know how much that hurts? To know that you're out there enjoying yourself with your ex, on our anniversary?"

I reach out to touch his shoulder. "Baby, I-" He jerks away from me.

"Don't touch me." He sniffles. "Just leave me alone."

"Seokjin, Stop it." I huff. "You're being overdramatic."

"Oh, fuck you Namjoon." He wipes his eyes. "I have a right to be overdramatic!"

"My god, can you stop being such a drama queen all the time! I'm sick of it!" I shout. "At least Jackson never complained constantly about what I do!"

I wish I would've kept my mouth shut. Hurt flashes through his eyes, and more tears fall. He lets out a small sob, rushing into our room and locking it behind him. I follow him, stopping in front of the door.

"Jin, baby I didn't mean it!" I exclaim. "Please open the door."

"Leave m-me alone!" He sobs. I decide to listen, so I don't anger him any more. I walk into the living room and sit on the couch, my face in my hands.

"I'm such an idiot!" I groan. "What the hell was I thinking? Comparing him to me ex like that. Stupid stupid stupid!"

I hear a click, and footsteps walking in my direction. I look up into the tearstained face of my boyfriend. "I should be angry at you." He cries. "But I can't!"

He throws himself into my arms. "I'm sorry for being s-so mean to you a-and being so overdramatic! P-Please don't leave me!"

"Hey, calm down." I gently rock him. "It was my fault. Please don't cry. I'm not leaving you. I'm so sorry my baby. Jackson is just a friend. He has a boyfriend now, and even if he didn't, I would never even think about leaving you."

"P-Promise?" He mumbles.

"I promise sweetheart." I run a hand through his hair. "You know, it's still our anniversary. We could go out and do something if you want."

"I want to stay home. Just cuddle me."