"I love you Kim Namjoon. Please go out with me."
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"W-what in the fucking hell are you talking about Seokjin hyung?" Namjoon stuttered, feeling absolutely terrified at the sudden confession that his brain couldn't function right to digest all of the actions at once.
Seokjin only sighed, he leaned back to sit comfortably beside Namjoon, now facing the male with an attentively gaze.
"Namjoon-ah, I'm starting to get sick of your obliviousness." Seokjin stated, face stoic.
Namjoon facial expression instantly dropped, brows creases together in confusion. It was hurt, really, hearing Seokjin bashing him like that. The poor male oblivion actions didn't come out in purpose, the hurtful fact that his EQ is not high enough to catch all those hints were just too ludicrous to accept.
"Sorry..." Namjoon barely replied, voice oozing with sadness.
Seokjin did nothing but sighed. To say that he wasn't disappoint was an understatement. Even after countless loving gestures they did for him, Namjoon chose to think that they did it out of kindness. Honestly, it was so frustrating Seokjin couldn't bare it any further.
"It doesn't really mattered anymore." The male scoffed uncharacteristically, tone displeased, "I think you're smart enough to tell. Please excuse me because I assumed you need time to ponder about this."
With that, Seokjin left Namjoon alone in the apartment, looking like a mess. Stunned, astonished.
He coiled into a ball. Legs pulled up close, face propped down. The eminent silence embrace him as he fell into his own bubble of thoughts.
Only to find himself falling into deep sleep instantly. His body couldn't endure the constantly events that kept jamming on him, a frown visibly frown appeared on Namjoon sleeping face as faint breaths resonated throughout the room.
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Seokjin kicked a random pebble furiously as he walked only for it to fall somewhere near the drain. He did the same to some other poor pebbles until Seokjin decided to take a seat on a crooked bench inside an empty park. The place was desolated, filled with wild grass and some abandoned equipment laying somewhere. Seokjin found solace staying here, he was able to view the sky because there are no tall buildings around. Space is what he needed most right now.
After awhile of breathing in the polluted air of Seoul and starring nonchalantly at the high, orange sky, he decided to dial Taehyung's number.
When did they become so close, he wondered.
"Hello?" Taehyung appeared at the other line.
"Hey," Seokjin trailed out, voice a bit off, "Are you free right now?"
"What?" He could feel Taehyung uneasiness, the male quizzically asked, "Why me of all people?"
"It's about Namjoon." The older wasted no time to catch Taehyung attention. "Meet me at 4 o'clock coffee shop, the same old place ok?"
"Okay, I'll head there right away." The other hanged up after the short informed.
Seokjin swiftly get off his seat and headed over their destination. Lips pursed into a tight line as mind bothered by lots of thoughts. The latter kept a stoic expression as his shoes collide regularly with the concrete road.
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"So," Taehyung said, one hand fiddling with the hem of his pullover. "What is it about Namjoon that you wanted to talk about."
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Promise Me - Namjin/Vmon
Fanfic[DISCONTINUED] "I love you, why don't you love me back?" An arduous love story between three troublesome men. *Namjoon centric* Started: 8/4/2019 Ended: 7/3/2020 (discontinued)
