More Namjin Oneshots

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This is a request. I apologize if it sucks.

Seokjin POV

"I don't know, Hobi. Maybe I was a little too harsh." I sigh. "Should I apologize to Jungkook?"

"Jin, he cheated on you. He doesn't deserve your sympathy." Hoseok says.

"I know...but I'm still going to apologize." I say. I grab my keys and walk out the door.

I'd broken up with Jungkook, because he'd cheated on me. He'd had sex with my best friend, Jimin. I walk up the steps, and knock on his door. An unfamiliar man answers.

"Can I help you?" He asks.

"I-Is Jungkook here?" I ask.

"No. He's with Jimin. Why?" The man asks.

"I came to apologize to him...for saying some rude things." I say. "I'm his ex."

"Ah, you're the person that screamed in his face and called him a 'dumb as fuck man whore'." The man chuckles. "Come in."

He allows me to walk inside the familiar house.

"You shouldn't apologize to him. He deserved it." He shrugs. "I'm Namjoon, by the way."

"Seokjin." I smile slightly. "So...do you know when he'll be back?"

"Not a clue." Namjoon shrugs.

"I should go then." I say. I turn toward the door, but Namjoon grabs my arm.

"Don't." He says. "I kinda enjoy your company."

"Jungkook will be pissed." I say.

"Seokjin, I give zero fucks." He says. "Just stay. Please?"

"Fine." I huff. I sit beside him on the couch. It's silent for a while, before Jungkook walks into the house, Jimin following behind him.

"Namjoon, we're- Seokjin?" Jungkook's eyes widen.

"Hey...I came here to apologize. I shouldn't have went off on you like that. I'm sorry, Jungkook." I say.

"No, I deserved it." He says. "I should've told you that I was unhappy, instead of breaking your heart like that."

"We okay?" I ask.

"We're okay." He grins. "Namjoon, you can stop eye fucking Jin, now."

I look over to Namjoon, who's face is all red. "Shut up, Jeon."

"Hmm. I don't mind." I smirk. "Your friend is kinda hot, Kook."

"I-...you know what, I don't care. Just don't fuck on my couch." Jungkook takes Jimin upstairs.

"Well, I should go." I shrug. I start to walk out the door, but Namjoon stops me again.

"What would I have to go to get your number?" He asks.

"If I give you my number, you owe me a date." I say.

"Deal." I write my number down, and hand the paper to him.

"See you later, Namjoon." I wink at him, before closing the door and walking back home.