Namjin Oneshots

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Seokjin POV

"Hoseok, when will they be here?" I ask.

"5 minutes. I know you missed him, but calm yourself." Hoseok grins.

"It's been a month Hobi." I pout. "I miss my Joonie."

"I'm so glad that I don't have a clingy boyfriend." Hoseok sighs.

"Love you too Hoseok." I scoff. My eyes can the airport gates, for my boyfriend. A tap on my shoulder knocks me out of my trance. I turn around, a huge grin on my face.

"Namjoonie~!" I jump into my his arms. "I missed you so much."

"I missed you too baby." Namjoon tightens his grip on my waist, as he lifts me up.

"How were you while I was gone?" He asks. I bury my face into his neck, inhaling his scent of cinnamon.

"Bad. I felt lonely." I frown. "You didn't answer my calls."

"I'm sorry honey. I must've had my phone shut off." He says.

"It's okay." I smile. "You know...we should go out later."

"I can't. I have stuff to do." He says.

"Am I on the list of things to do?" I grin teasingly.

"Of course you are baby." He smirks, leaning down to press his lips to mine.

"Okay, Okay." Hoseok rolls his eyes. His arm is wrapped around Jimin's waist. "Enough of that, you horndogs."

"Let's go~!" I pull Namjoon over to our car, excited to get home.

"Someone's eager, aren't they?" He smirks.

"Shut up." I roll my eyes.

*Time Skip*

I lie in Namjoon's strong arms, to weak to move. My ass hurts. Both of our phones go off, so I reach over and grab the closest one.

Sexy🔥: You should come visit again sometime. I'll look forward to it😉.

Daddy~❤️: Who is this?

Sexy🔥: Namjoon, don't play dumb. It's your girlfriend.

Daddy~❤️: I'm Namjoon's boyfriend.

Sexy🔥: His boyfriend?! How long have you two been together?!

Daddy~❤️: 3 years and 4 months.

Sexy🔥: I've been with him for 2 years.

Daddy~❤️: Wow. What an asshole.

Sexy🔥: Can I have your number? Not to date or anything. We could be friends after we break up with that ass.

Daddy~❤️: xxx-xxx-xxxx. I'm going to kill him.

I slowly sit up, as the pain in my ass is still there.

"Kim Namjoon wake the fuck up." I shake his shoulder.

"What's wrong sweetheart?" He asks.

"What is this?" I shove the phone in his face.

"Baby, I-"

"You what Namjoon?! You've been cheating on me for 2 years?! Fuck you. I want you out of my house right now."

"You're too fucking clingy! With Jenna, I was able to go out clubbing, and party whenever I felt like it. I felt free. But with you, I feel suffocated! It's always, 'Joonie' this and 'Joonie' that!" He shouts.

"Get the hell out." I stand up, putting my clothes on. "I hope you burn in Hell."

*4 Years Later*

Shortly after our breakup, I moved to America. Jenna met a nice guy, and we go on double dates a lot. She's also pregnant with her first child.

"Maybe it was a good thing that Namjoon cheated. I did get a best friend out of it." I grin at Jenna.

"And we both found our true loves." She plays with the diamond ring on my finger.

"I'm glad I found happiness, even if it wasn't with the man I was expecting. Jiyong is the perfect husband." I smile softly.

"Kwon Seokjin. I like it." She grins.

I'm not making a part 2 of this. Imma leave it sad😂.