Love Not At First Sight [ 전정국 ]

팔 • Weekend

Chapter 8

"Namjoon"

Y/N's POV

" no... don't leave me again.." I whispered faintly while my eyes still shut and body soaked in the softness of the couch.

I was still half asleep and was woken up from my torturous slumber.

The same nightmare that haunted me for years awakened me. The pain and agonised I felt was so fresh and real, I thought time rewinded.

The images of what happened that night was so clear and frightening to be reminded of. Every night sleep was a torture to go through.

Maybe it was a reminder from God about what happened to her. Maybe it's my quest to dig into the case.

My mother. I missed her.

I slowly opened my teary eyes and scanned through the room, body stretching like a baby whom just woken up.

I wiped off the tears that was accumulating at the corners of my eyes and took a deep breath, getting used to the terrorising dream.

I reached out for my phone which was placed on top of the table to check what time it was.

Turning my phone on, the screen lighted up, hurting my eyes.

I was surprised that it was 11 am, left alone here for who knows how long.

In disbelief that Jungkook didn't at least woke me up so that I could return to my comfortable bed and back to my sister.

The lights were mostly turned off while a couple of lights shined from few lamps to keep me accompany.

The table was still occupied with wine glasses from yesterday's event and suddenly, my head was starting to throb and the pangs were slowly coming.

Hands at the sides of my head, massaging my temples, I sat up with all my might and searched for any remedies for my headache.

It didn't took me that long to notice the glass of water and tablets on the table. Ouh how thoughtful..

As I reached out for the clear glass of mineral water and the white pills, I was interfeared by the sound of the doorknob turning and wooden door creeping open slowly.

Annoyance took over me and I took notice of the man that was checking up on me.

Making a wild guess of who was at the door, I thought it could be Jungkook.

Before I could vent out my anger to Jungkook for leaving me here alone, instead of home, the figure revealed his identity.

He was older, nicer and more of a gentleman.

It was Namjoon.

" Hey.. " He greeted me with his attractive dimple displaying on his cheek, head popping from the side of the door and slowly his body suit revealed.

"Namjoon? What are you doing here?" I asked him out of concern and confusion.

He looked so manly and alluring with his well styled hair that was exposing this holy forehead and well ironed black suit was perfectly fitted. I couldn't tolerate this.