I Forgive You (Kim Namjoon x Reader)

Confessions

(Italics = thoughts)
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"Who was it?" I asked.

"Namjoon. He wants to talk to you."

"Alone."
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I widened my eyes in shock. Namjoon wants to talk to me? Alone? Gosh what is the dude planning now?

I stood up from Jimin's bed, straightening my overalls. "Why?" I asked him, unsure.

All he did was shrug. "You should head out to him. Maybe he wants to forgive you or something, I don't know," he explained, cautiously. Right now, he sounds afraid of Namjoon. He isn't that scary...right? I hope not.

I shrugged my shoulders, walking towards his bedroom door. Before walking out, I looked back at him, saying, "thanks for talking with me, Jimin. I really enjoyed it." I could see a tint of pink creep up to his cheeks.

He scratched the back of his neck, replying with, "y-yeah, it's no problem! We should hang out some more."

I smiled, loving the idea of hanging out with Jimin. "I'd like that."

And with that, I walked out, gently closing his door.

Not gonna lie, I was feeling a bit nervous talking with Namjoon. Alone. Just the thought of being with him alone made me nervous. Not so much the talking part. It's been a long time since we had any alone time together. I miss it.

I was right at the door leading outside to where Namjoon should be. Should I open it? Should I just leave him?

I didn't have any time to decide, before Namjoon pulled open the door, eyes wide. "H-hi..." I stuttered.

He looked so relieved, like he was just spooked out of his mind.

"Y/n! I thought you weren't coming..." He began. I frowned at his statement. He lost all hope in me already?

"I'm sorry. I was caught up talking with Jimin and-"

He yanked me by my my overall clips, pulling me out the door and into his embrace. He shut the door closed, and stepped back to admire me. I widened my eyes in shock at his action. His grip on me was tight, and he didn't plan on letting go anytime soon I don't think.

What he did next left me in utter shock. He slowly lowered himself so that we were face to face, and pressed his lips against mines in a gentle manner.

I didn't gasp. I didn't flinch. I didn't push him away. No. I simply gave in, and kissed him back, sighing. He smiled, slowly deepening the kiss. I couldn't help but let out a low whimper, which made him smirk.

The kiss lasted for a good minute or two, I think. He pulled away after a while, and admired my facial features, making me blush like crazy. He chuckled, and carefully traced his fingers over my swollen lips.

We stood in there, looking into each other's eyes for a while. His smile was filled with such love. I enjoyed it.

I rested my forehead on his, chuckling. "I've missed this." He started. I smiled at his answer. I knew he'd miss me.

"I do too. I miss you." I added on, chuckling. I could hear him giggle.

"Is there a chance for us to happen...again?" He asked, pleadingly. I sighed, frowning.

"I... don't know."

Namjoon's POV
"I... don't know."

Her words broke me even more. I wanted a second chance. I wanted to call her mines again.

My emotions are too much to handle. Especially when it comes to her.

"Why not?" I asked after a few seconds.

She pulled away from me, but still resting her arms on my shoulders. I looked at her, pleadingly. Hoping she could see how much I wanted her.

There was a faint smile tugging at the corner of her preciously swollen lips.

"Because. I don't want the same ending to happen again."

She answered.

I frowned, slowly losing hope.

"But..."

I poked my head up and raised an eyebrow. "But...?"

"I still love you. I really do. I wanna see where my feelings for you stand, before I make a decision. Just give me time, Namjoon."

As I heard my name roll off her tongue, my heart did a flip. Just being in her presence made my breath hitch.

She still loves me?

I didn't think she would after our breakup.

How long...?

"Right. Time... just promise me you'll always be by my side, and that you won't fall for some other guy anytime soon. I still want you, y/n."

She dropped her gaze to the floor, allowing her hands to fall to her sides, too. She's contemplating her answer.

"I promise. I'll always love you, Namjoon. Even if we're not meant to be."

I smiled, wrapping my arms around her waist, pulling her into my embrace.

As she pushed herself away, she took my hands in hers, tiptoed, and gave me a peck on the lips, smiling as she pulled away. My cheeks began heating up, probably turning more and more red by the second.

She slowly let go of my hands, and turned her back to me, walking back to the door.

"Hey, Namjoon?" She spoke, turning herself once again to face me.

"I forgive you."

I widened my eyes in shock, but quickly formed a smile. A very loving and reassuring one.

"Me too, y/n."

No reaction came from her, just a smile, is all.

She turned to face the door, actually opening it, and walking in this time, leaving me to my thoughts outside.

It's always you, y/n. It'll always be you.