Tough Choices (Namjoon X Reader)

Tough Choices (1/2)

"Uh excuse me?" A girly voice asked. I turned to the girl.

"Yes?" I said with a smile.

"Do you know why no one is here?" She asked, blinking her eyes innocently. We both looked around the surprisingly empty restaurant. There wasn't a soul in sight. Honestly, it didn't appear as of the cook was even here.

"Actually yes, the band, BTS, hasn't played for a few weeks so many people haven't been coming to eat and enjoy their music. Most of them came for the music." I explained. I swirled my noodles around in the bowl, many thoughts entering my mind at the though of BTS.

"Do you know what happened the band?" She asked looking around with a cocked eyebrow. It's a surprising sight to see a restaurant that used to be bustling with people, empty like a ghost town.

"Yes. They became famous and decided to leave the restaurant," I growled, huffing out a breath of annoyance. I swirled my noodles quicker, taking out my anger on these innocent poor noodles.

"I'm guessing you're one of their fans," she said in a teasing voice. She's quite innocent. It's wonder how she hasn't noticed my aggressive noodle swirling. It's honestly kind of refreshing.

"Yeah, but the leader is a jerk. He's the one that decided that the band should leave. I hate his guts."

The girl and I talked for awhile, learning many things about each other. Somehow we got back onto the topic of how much I hate the leader of BTS. "He's just so stuck up and annoying. He thinks he's the most amazing person in the world! He's a narcissist with the biggest ego! Just so...ugh!" Natsuko chuckled at my anger.

"Oh, so you think that about me, (y/n)?" I heard a deep voice say from behind me. I turned around to glare at a smug Namjoon. He looked entertained by my monologue of hatred.

"Of course, I hate you," I said glaring at him.

He sighed and put his hand up in defense. "Geez, I said that we'll perform once in a while."

"This is the leader of BTS? He doesn't really seem like a fire breathing demon from hell," Natsuko said with a raised eyebrow, looking him up and down.

Namjoon gave me a sad look. "You really are mad at me. Hey, I'm sorry, (y/n)." I ignored him. "Please (y/n). You're my best friend and I love you. Why're you so mad at me?" I heard Natsuko gasp.

"That's not all, Namjoon. I could easily get over the band thing. It's what I saw you doing." Namjoon looked guilty and I ignored him.

"Wait, you guys are best friends?" Natsuko asked. Her eyes widened and she looked between us, mouth agape.

"Used to be. Now Rap Monster is dead to me." I got up. I didn't look at him knowing that I'd break when I saw his heartbroken face. If I wasn't already broken for that matter. "It was nice to meet you Natsuko." And with that, I left.

*Next Day*

"Oh hey, (y/n)!" I heard Natsuko say.

I looked up from my book and slipped off my reading glasses. "Hey, Natsuko." I said softly.

She sat down next to me. "What happened between Namjoon and you? I could tell he missed you a lot," Natsuko asked. Huh, straight to the point. Yeah, I think I like this girl.

"He sleeps around and hurts people," I mumbled curtly. Blunt, just how I like it.

"He hurts you, but not in the physical way." I looked up to her in surprise. This innocent kid realized it? How? "You like him, but you know that he sleeps around so that hurts you. You're afraid that he's going to hurt you. But that honestly can't be it. What else?"