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Surprise- Namjoon Kim

"So what do you wanna do after this?" You ask while you chew on your lip, Namjoon grins at your entangled fingers shyly, "I don't know what do you wanna do?" He replies.

"Well maybe..." you push his into an alley into the nearest wall, He stares at with wide eyes.
"Y/n-"

You quickly press your lips against his and Namjoon felt himself melt into the kiss just as you slowly pull away.
"W-why'd you stop?" He said in a whisper, you giggle at him.

"Ooh look at these little love birds here"

You turn and notice a group of three men rolling up on you, you took a step back unconsciously and Namjoon goes to hold your hand.
"What could you two be possibly doing in a dark alley?"

"We're not looking for trouble t-tonight-" You managed to say.

"Oh that's just fine with us" they said eyeing you, "Please...we were just on our way out...right Namjoon"
You look at Namjoon and notice the fear in his eyes.
"R-right"

They all collectively laugh at Namjoon's trembling voice, you grip his hand tighter and began walking but one of them shift over in front of you as he shook his head.

"What do you want?!" You yell trying to muster up some courage, you could feel Namjoon squeeze you hand, you could have an attitude problem at times and Namjoon was helping you with that.
"You better calm your bitch down before I have to beat her with a roll of newspaper" one said as they all laugh.
"You're the bitch!" You word vomited, you didn't mean to say that but that was just like your default answer when someone called you a bitch.

"Y/n please stop..." Namjoon begs, "What the fuck did you just say to me?!"

He steps closer and that's when Namjoon decides to pull you behind him.

All three men pause as they look at Namjoon, you could only imagine how vulnerable namjoon's expression must have looked because the guy scoffs.
"Let's just get rid of him "

They grab onto Namjoon and punch him in the stomach, he yelps in agony just as you do the same.
"No!"

They continue by punching him in the face and Namjoon stumbles to the ground, "Please no more!" He mutters, your breathing sped up as you watched your boyfriend lay on his hands and knees.
"Sto-stop it please!"

"No I don't think we will..." one said with a shrug, "Go y/n" Namjoon murmurs.
"N-no" you said whole your entire body shook with fear, you wanted to run so badly but you couldn't bear leaving him there especially knowing he wouldn't be able to defend himself.

"Go now! Run!" He roars, and the men look up at you with smirks, "We'll give you a head start" one said with a wink.
You took a moment to process their words before you stumble and began to run away while you pull out your phone to call for help.

Namjoon continued to whine in pain until he could no longer hear your foot steps, he looks up with smug smile.
"Was that the hardest you bitches could hit me?" He stood and dusted off his jacket, "Jackson wanted us to relay a message...I guess touching you wasn't enough huh?...I could always make my way down the street to catch that fine piece of-"

And Namjoon slaps him across the face, officially initiating a fight.
He held his own against the three men, making sure to hurt them enough to not get back up. He walks over to the big mouth of the group and pulls his head up by his hair and whispers

"I'm gonna tell you this once because you maybe weren't raised with morals...But if there a certain someone not involved in an issue...you leave them the hell out of it"

Namjoon drops his head onto the floor, "And if I have even have the feeling something happened to my baby...someone's gonna suck the barrel of my gun like a dick"