Fragile, beautiful mind, Namjoon x Bangtan /discontinued, reasons in book/

Chapter four - Needless stupidity shall be your Abaddon part 1

Namjoon couldn't get out the stranger's invitation out of his head. It kept bugging him to no end and he couldn't help himself anyhow either because he was missing important memories - a recollection of the deed that was supposedly unforgivable. What in the heck could that though even be in the first place?

The only way he'd be able to get out of this ditch of worries was to see the alpha again...

He knew the date he was supposed to come, the place where he was supposed to be but did he know the time? Of course, he didn't!

Perhaps was it intentional to not tell Namjoon the time so he'd be stressed out for the whole day about it? Every hour he'd probably feel like biting his nails till he’d have nothing more to chew on.

Or should he tie himself up somewhere so he'd spare his fingers and mentally prepare himself instead, which would be more than effective compared to his first "plan."

While he kept questions his decisions and nitpicking on what might have happened that day, time ran unforgivably fast and his big wooden clock hit six pm, metal hammer swiftly hitting the bell inside three times, eagerly announcing time like it did every three hours each day.

The sound startled him and he slightly flinched, starting to worriedly pace around his living room in circles before he could not take his frustration anymore and pathetically yelled out in frustration.

If anyone else saw him like this he’d be so embarrassed. He could just so vividly imagine himself red-faced when his neighbors would witness his breakdown. Or worse if some freaky paparazzi snapped a picture of him. The scandal it would cause! Terrific! No way would he allow that to happen, there’d be literally nothing worse than this. He could tell what the title would be too as often as he appeared in tabloids - " You’ve never seen our favorite omega rapper this disconcerted! Come find out what happened to him. Let’s reveal his darkest secrets together! "

He knew all of them were disgusting like that once they smelled the money they could get outta his misery - faced with such an opportunity, they became beasts without any morals and there’s nothing he could do about it, because that what reality was and always will be, nevertheless Namjoon still hated it so much. It made his skin crawl, so he tried to avoid them as much as he could. Paparazzi were also one of the reasons why he avoided any public parties.

All that aside, time was flying quickly and he had significant ‘acquaintance’ to meet.
End of fooling around so stupidly... As an encouragement, Namjoon reminded himself that he just simply had to go even if the whole thing was making him feel uncomfortable. No matter what, it was for his own good.

To symbolize finalization, Namjoon checked the clock once again only to see it was not mere six pm as it was what felt only like a few moments ago, but six-thirty which activated panic mode in him.

One quick jog to the walk-in closet in his bedroom. Pants, t-shirt, hoodie – all clumsily thrown on as fast as he could put all the clothing articles on.
Afterwards, he snatched his car keys off the key shelf he had hanged on a wall right next to his front door and frantically drove to the club, worrying if the man’d be there no more.

It’d be quite unfortunate if his 'witness' left before he could have a chance to talk to them due to his nonsensical lateness. And as much as he was concerned for his career, if any of his “adventures” that happened during the time he had no memory of were to leak, he still cared more for his meeting tonight because he felt like it was rather important to him as something quite of private value.

Compared to his public persona as a rapper, he was quite different in real life. His pretended persona, which was overly social gave off a certain type of vibe of perfection he normally lacked, but he didn’t feel uncomfortable in his role. Instead, this transformation between the average life and the life of musician gave him much-needed self-confidence, which was required along with stage presence for his type of work.

/ Sorry I forgot got to upload this chapter on Wattpad, I'm kinda forgetful... I visit Archive more frequently (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) /