Nefarious [J.JK x Reader X K.NJ]

Nefarious

Do you know that feeling when you wake up before your alarm?

It can be five minutes, even twenty seconds before it goes off, but there is something so appealing about being able to shut your eyes one more time and have that little bit extra sleep. Maybe even just having a moment to lay there and feel the softness of your blankets with your head supported by the pillow.

You're sure most people have caught onto the trick of setting another alarm to get the same effect - kind of, it's a bit more forced when it's a blaring alarm sound from your shitty phone which you've thrown against the wall a few billion times. People just liked to live in some kind of luxury from time to time.

That feeling, however, was not coming today.

You hadn't set an alarm at all last night, despite it being a Tuesday and knowing you had work today.

Because you're stupid maybe.

Most definitely stupid.

When other people have fights with their boyfriends they go to their girl friend's places, cry and shout a little and maybe give a few wine-induced texts in their boyfriend's way.

A less common way to approach it is to drop everything you had to do, cry in the car and end up back in your own bed, lights still on and curtains not drawn. Sounds great, right? Well, it is. Just until you turn around and realise that you're shitty fight-night was not spent alone.

"What the..." your eyes widen at the shuffling off covers and you pull your hands to your mouth to shut yourself up. You sit up fully, using the covers to shield your body from anyone who may have been here too. What? You can't take chances. "Who the fuck ?"

Part of your hopes it's your boyfriend. You really, really do. As much as you want to shake the body next to you and be like so we made up did we, there's something about the situation which makes you think that's definitely not Namjoon.

It's too quiet, there's too many covers and he always turns the lights off because he can't sleep when there's too much light.

Part of you wishes you'd have just woke up somewhere else now.

Convincing yourself that you should try to sort out some of this situation now, you move carefully to the edge of the bed and pick up your dress from yesterday. It smells like alcohol and body spray, cheap alcohol at best, but it will do in some coverage before you run to the bathroom and consider how you were going to get yourself out of this one.

Because you're not a bad person.

You and Namjoon had fought once before and you apologised to him when really it was him in the wrong, he even said a few days later. When that happened all you did was cry in his bathroom for ten minutes because he was really harsh with his words and then realised maybe you were just as bad.

No, you weren't, Namjoon was always mad when he got angry. His eyes would be red and he'd say anything that came to mind even if he didn't mean it. Like, for example, the final straw yesterday afternoon.

You'd be nothing here without me.

Oh, because you're the leader of BTS? You gave me this job here did you Namjoon? Do you think you're so important Namjoon?