It's My Job ×NamJin×

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Namjoon ~

"What did you do?!" Seokjin marched inside and slammed the front door behind him so hard, that it just bounced off the frame and swung back open. When I turned to face him from my spot on the loveseat, he was using his forearm to scrub his eyes. He was crying.

Jin stopped walking and stood still a couple feet behind the couch, with his head down and his fists clenched tightly at his sides.

"What," he gave a quick pause, "did you fucking do!?"

Gahyeon jogged down the stairs. "What the fuck is going on?"

"He is ruining my life!" Seokjin pointed at me, finally lifting his face up. He was crying hard, I felt really fucking bad. His face was red with anger, but his expression was devastated.

Gahyeon looked at me and calmly spoke, "What did you do?" Somehow, her 'normal' and calm voice was scarier than her yelling at me. I really fucked up if she was handling it like this.

I abruptly stood up, "I didn't do anything!" I put my hands up in mock surrender, putting up as innocent of a front as I could. But they both saw right through it.

"Liar!" Seokjin yelled and threw his hands up. "He told me what you said!"

"So why did you ask then?" I answered, "But, but he's lying, I didn't do anything!"

"You drove him away! You chauvinistic asshole!"

"What happened?" Gahyeon but in.

Jin furiously wiped at his eyes, "This human piece of hotdog water told Matt that I did porn and that I'd give, I'd give him an STD! He told him, he to-ld him I used to fucking be homeless! He told him personal things and drove him away from me!"

"I didn't say any of that!" I jumped in.

"Why would he lie?! How would he know any of that!?" He yelled back at me. He had me there.

"He's got you fucking there." Gahyeon finally spoke again as she voiced my thoughts. She was mad, I hated disappointing her like this. I was supposed to be her role model, or at least someone she could look up to. She turned to Jin, her arms crossed over her chest, "Wait, you do porn?"

Jin just stared back at her for a second before he broke down crying again, covering his face with his hands.

She looked back at me, "What the fuck is wrong with you, Namjoon? Why would you even do that?"

I looked down at my feet, I was ashamed. I should've known this wasn't a good idea. "I wanted to protect him."

"From what?" She said in a snarky tone.

"From-"

"I was happy, Joon! I was fucking happy! He was nice, an-and funny, and a gentleman. Not to mention, he actually wanted me!" Seokjin yelled again, if I didn't feel bad before, I definetly did now.

He marched away and jogged up the stairs. "Jin, wait!" She called after him. Gahyeon turned to me, "You should know better." She sighed, "You know better."

I just fell back on the loveseat, and buried my face in my hands. What have I done?

Not long after wards, Jin was jogging down the stairs with his sweater on, and his head down. "Jin, wait! Where are you going?" She called after him.

"I'm going for a walk," he yelled back, before marching out the door and slamming it behind him. This time, it closed.

"I hope you're happy," Gahyeon said quietly, "Why'd you do it?" I didn't answer her. "Oh, what? You could talk to Matt fifteen minutes ago but suddenly you don't have a tongue?" She sassed. "Why'd you do it?"

Again, I didn't answer.

"Why'd you do it?" She repeated.

Silence followed.

"Answer me, Nam-"

"I don't have to answer to anyone if I don't want to!" I yelled, she shrunk back a little, but quickly pulled herself back together. Her stand-off front was back in it's place, "It's not your business!"

"It is my fucking business because I care about him! He's my friend, and you hurt him! Did you not see him sobbing, or did you just not care?!" She was beginning to shake with rage, her fists balled up, just like Jin's were.

"You know what? Stay out of this, Gahyeon, this is between me and him!" I answered.

"No it's not! If I can fucking hear you both yelling in the place where I'm trying to sleep, and my friend's feelings are hurt, then it's my fucking business!"

"You don't even know how deep this goes."

"I don't have to!" She threw her arms up, "He's clearly very upset, and not to mention, gone. You better clean up your act and apologize!"

"You don't tell me what to do!"

"Then who does, Namjoon?" Gahyeon questioned. "You clearly don't make good decisions, so who will make them for you? You need to learn to fix your mistakes!"

"You know what? Go to sleep!" I yelled at her.

"No! I'm waiting here until he gets back!" She retorted.

"No, the hell you're not!"

"Am I the only one in this household who cares about him?!"

"I did it because I care too much!"

"That's not how life works, Namjoon!" She sighed, "Why didn't you just let Matt stick around until he figured it out?!"

"Go upstairs!"

"Don't you care about how this effects us all!?"

"I said, go upstairs!"

"You know what, Joon? You're a coward. Fix your shit and-"

"Shut up!" She fell silent. She took a couple steps back and wrapped her arms around herself tightly.

Gahyeon stared at me, stoic and quiet, "You're supposed to be better than mom, but you're just like her." She jogged up the stairs. I had to follow.

"Gahyeon," I called after her, "Yeon, wait, I'm sorry." She slammed her bedroom door in my face. She locked her door. I'd given up. I was drained. All I could do was go back to my room, and sleep off this night, and figure out what to do in the morning.

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I saw BTS on sunday y'all it was magical

I accidentally discovered Weki Meki today and now im gonna stan

Jin you're beautiful you handsome, stupid man ÙwÚ

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