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as the leader, namjoon was always overworking himself. he was a total clutz already, he at least wanted to practice and make sure he was good on stage.
well, he had you too. his girlfriend. he had to make sure he gave you enough attention and took good care or yourself. he was beyond busy. but he still worked.
you had noticed this recently and had decided that it was your duty to make him relax. his health seemed to steadily drop and you were getting really concerned. after all, namjoon mattered more than work.
so today you were going to do something about it.
"y/n, let go of my arm, i'm gonna be late." namjoon mumbled, gently tugging at his arm, not wanting to hurt you, but needing to get to work.
"no." you muttered out stubbornly like a little kid. you weren't going to let namjoon go to work today. he was going to lay down and let you take care of him. no questions.
"y/n, i mean it." namjoon said, tugging once more. "let go of me. i can't stay home today." he frowned, finally getting out of your hold.
"all you ever do is work, oppa." you muttered, pouting as you looked down at your lap. "i'm worried about you." you admitted. you didn't want something to happen to namjoon. you wanted to see him stay healthy and have a good life. even if that meant he had to miss work.
namjoon sighed helplessly, placing a hand on your head. he clearly had no idea what to say. namjoon wasn't good at dealing with his own emotions, forget dealing with someone else's. he didn't want you upset.
"fine. what do you wanna do today, y/n?"
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short but sweet ig- can we talk about having 1k reads now??? omg- thank you all ;;
