I Forgive You (Kim Namjoon x Reader)

Namjoon

As I sat on the very soft couch, Jimin made his way over, and plopped himself right next to me, lazily draping his arm over my shoulders.

"Hey. Jimin, right?" I asked, making sure I got the right face. He nodded, smiling.

"You're learning quick, aren't you?" I giggled, and smacked him playfully on the arm.

Namjoon was across from us, sitting on one of the stools nearby the sink, where Hoseok was washing the dishes. He was watching us. Us as in Jimin and I. I turned my head to meet his gaze again, sensing a glimpse of sadness from him. I couldn't help but frown. He made my heart feel some kinda way, which I guess is a hint that my feelings for him are resurfacing. I don't think it's necessarily a bad thing, right? I do still love him and all...

He turned away, breaking our contact. I sighed, turning myself back to Jimin. "You alright?" He asked me, frowning. I managed to give him a nod. He sighed, dropping his head. He saw right through my lie.

"Come with me." He stood up, and placed his hand out, signaling me to hold onto it. I did, and he pulled me up. I slightly gasped at how close he pulled me to him, and he giggled.

Namjoon's POV
I watched as Jimin dropped his arm around her shoulders, a pang of jealousy shooting right through me.

I wanted to be hers again. I wanted to feel her lips on mine, as I held firmly onto her waist. Why did I breakup with her? Why did I just drop her like we never even knew each other? I still regret the day I broke up with her. It was such a stupid mistake.

"Hey. Jimin, right?" She asked him. He nodded, smiling at her.

"You're learning quick, aren't you?"

She giggled.

I missed hearing it.

My heart fluttered at the sound of her voice.

She smacked his arm in a playful manner, gaining a chuckle from him.

Just then, she turned her head to meet my gaze. I panicked for a split second.

She knows me well enough to sense the sadness in my eyes. It hurt me to see her with Jimin. And Hoseok.

I has to tear my eyes away from her in order to stop me from crying.

Hobi looked over at me, raising an eyebrow. "Wanna talk later?" He asked me. I picked my gaze up to meet his, nodding. He gave me a weak smile, and turned back to wash the dishes.

I couldn't help but turn my head back to look at her. Jimin was pulling her off the couch, and way too close to his body. He giggled at his move. I could sense rage and jealousy wash over me, but I had to control myself. I can't make a fool out of myself.

"Hey, Hoseok. I'm gonna go out for a walk. We'll talk later." He nodded, not taking his eyes off the plates. I quickly made my way over to the door, slamming it shut.

Your POV
As I just got off the couch and pulled into Jimin's warmth, Namjoon rushed past us, heading out the door, slamming it shut. I jumped from his sudden action. Jimin sighed, and gently pushed me off him, knowing what he did wrong.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that in front of him. I know your his ex and all, but I just had the urge to hug you. Maybe it's cause you're sad, and I just wanted to help," he explained. I gave him a sympathetic smile, and hugged him normally. He immediately wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me tighter.

"Thank you for trying to help, Jimin. I appreciate your efforts," I stated. I could feel him smile into my neck. He pulled away after a while, and pulled me to his room. I'm guessing he wanted to talk now.

His room wasn't far down the corridor. In fact,
It was right in between Hoseok and Jin's room. He pushed me in, and shut the door closed. "You can sit on the bed if you want," he told me, grinning.

I plopped myself onto the bed, lying down. Geez. His bed is fricking comfy.

He sat down right next to me, dropping his gaze to the floor.

Namjoon's POV
As I slammed the door shut, I deeply sighed, kicking the rocks nearby my feet.

I began walking down the road, taking in the scenery around me. Seoul looks so pretty at night. I'm glad I can call it home.

I shoved my hands into my pockets, taking deep breaths to relax myself. I tried to distract my mind, but I could think of was her.

Why her? Why is it always her that's on my mind now? I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. I didn't mind thinking of her, but seeing how Hoseok and Jimin are getting close with her makes me feel... sad. I just want her to myself again. I wanna call her mines again.

My feelings are only growing for her again after meeting her in IKEA. I knew I shouldn't have called for her. I knew I shouldn't have stopped in my tracks.

All I can do now is accept my feelings for her. It may just be a one sided love this time around, but I can't help myself. She was the one for me, and I lost it.

10:34 PM.

By now, I've made a lap around the apartments. I stopped right in front of our door, but didn't quite pull on the handle just yet.

I pulled out my phone, and called Jimin.

"Namjoon?" He asked. I grinned.

"Bring y/n outside for me, please."

"I wanna talk with her, alone."
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