Flowers and Tattoos

Ch. 8

Ever since that night with Namjoon at Jin's house, I can't get him out of my head. It's like everytime I close my eyes all I can see is us cuddling on the couch. He was so warm and he was so comfortable. I felt so at ease with him holding me all night like that. I felt safe and it just felt so right.

For some reason he hasn't really talked to me much since then. It's been a week and we've hardly seen each other. I'm starting to think that us cuddling that night was a mistake to him. I've texted him once or twice but he never responds, and he hasn't walked me home since that night. I feel really upset because he's avoiding me.

Maybe he was just being nice? Maybe he just saw I was cold? Am I reading too much into it? I mean, he did kiss my forehead while I was half asleep and he says I'm adorable all the time. He's probably just flirting just to flirt and doesn't actually like me. It honestly stung my heart a little bit.

I genuinely like Namjoon and he's just amazing. He's so nice, he's funny, he's helpful, he gives warm hugs and doesn't judge me. He buys me dinner and hangs out with me every night, well he use to anyway. Now every time I see him he just pretends like I'm nonexistent.

"Jimin? Are you okay?" Jungkook asked, putting a hand on my shoulder.

I was over at Jungkook and Taehyung's apartment for the night just playing video games. I needed to get my mind off of Namjoon in anyway I possibly could. So far, sadly it wasn't really working. I still couldn't stop thinking about him.

"Yeah...Yeah I'm okay." I lied.

"Jiminie...Are you thinking about Namjoon again?" Taehyung asked.

I sighed and nodded, "Yeah.."

"I don't understand what's wrong with him. Any one would be lucky as cheese to go out with you." Taehyung said.

"Yeah, hyung you're the best. He's an idiot if he can't see that." Jungkook added.

"I just don't understand what I did wrong. I mean...did I say something? All we did was cuddle and he was the one who initiated it. Besides, he's the one who stopped talking to me and won't tell me why...." I rambled.

"Stop in his parlor tomorrow and try that. He'll have to talk to you eventually." Taehyung suggested.

"He can't just avoid you forever. You may just have to try harder to get him to talk to you." Jungkook explained.

I thought about it for a second. What could the harm be in trying to talk to him at work? "Okay..I'll do it."

I stayed the night at their apartment and the next day we all went to work together. I saw that Namjoon's parlor light was on so I handed the keys to the cafe to Taehyung and ushered them along. I walked into the parlor and looked around. Everything was still very clean and it smelled like Namjoon's cologne. I felt at ease in here and it was very calm.

"Namjoon?" I called, looking around.

I didn't get an answer so I walked back into the rooms. He wasn't in there either so I decided to go into his office. The door was slightly ajar so I decided to knock gently before going in. I didn't get an answer so I peeked my head in and what I saw shattered my heart.

Namjoon was between another guy's legs in a heavy makeout session. The guy had his arms and legs around him and they seemed to be enjoying themselves. I gasped and turned to run out but I had hit the door. The kissing stopped and two horrified gasps filled the air.

"Jimin! What the hell are you doing here!?" Namjoon exclaimed.

I just ignored him, I couldn't even look at him. I was so hurt and upset that I just walked out. I heard footsteps following behind me but I just kept going. I felt a hand grab my arm and spin me around.

"Let go." I mumbled, pulling my arm away.

"What're you doing here?" Namjoon asked.

"I came to see why you were avoiding me....Now I know why..." I replied, avoiding his eyes.

"I wasn't avoiding you."

"Yes you were. I texted you, I waited for you to take me home, hell I waited every day since Jin's party at the cafe with your favorite meal prepared for you when you came in and you never showed....." I blurted out. "What did I do wrong?" I whispered.

"You're not my boyfriend. You never were my boyfriend. We were strictly just friends. Stop making it weird." He spat.

My face turned from upset to anger and hurt, "You loved it when I had your meal already prepared. I thought you liked our movie nights and dinners together. Was it all just..some lie!? Were you just using me because you needed a friend!?"

"I never used you for shit! I just felt sorry for you!"

"Sorry for me!? Are you serious!? You were the one who came into my cafe, you were the one who showed up unannounced to my apartment with food all the time, and you're the one who kept flirting with me!"

"Because no body wanted you! You complained all the time about feeling so lonely and how you were going to die alone. You were so desperate for attention and you just were putty in my hands! You're so path-"

"I hate you!"

His head swung to the side and I held my hand in my other hand. I slapped him, full force slapped him. I could already see the print forming on his cheek. I was just as shocked as he was but I was still so upset. The guy that was with Namjoon gasped and I just backed away. Namjoon looked at me full of anger and shock. I just swung the door open and ran out. I just kept running and running. I ran all the way home and went into my apartment. I went to my bed, threw myself on it and just cried.

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"Jiminie? Hey, wake up." A soothing voice said.

I groaned and rubbed my eyes. I yawned and sat up, coming face to face with Hoseok, Yoongi, and Jin.

"What're you doing here?" I groggily asked.

"You never came back to work so Yoongi went to ask Namjoon what happened and Namjoon threw him out. But...there was a bruise on his face. What happened, Jimin?" Jin explained, putting his hand in mine.

I shakily sighed and curled into my blankets, "W-Well....I went to confront him and caught him making out with some guy...then Namjoon and I got into a yelling match and he said I was pathetic, attention seeking, clingy, a-and that no body wanted me...a-and he would never like me....s-so...I slapped him..." I felt tears in my eyes again.

"I'm gonna kill him." Yoongi growled, standing up.

"No, no body is killing any body." Jin said, grabbing Yoongi's arm.

"Come here, Jiminie." Hoseok said, opening his arms.

I crawled into his lap and just started to cry again. Hoseok rocked me gently and stroked my hair. I felt another hand grab mine and another hand rub my back. I just didn't understand what I did so wrong to him. I felt used and embarrassed. I wanted to just curl into a ball and die.

"W-Where're Taehyungie and Jungkookie?" I croaked out.

"They went to get ice cream, movies, and more comfort food." Yoongi explained.

"I-I don't understand what I did so wrong..." I whispered.

Hoseok kissed the top of my head, "You did nothing wrong. You liked a guy and he treated you like garbage. You don't need him because you have us. We'll always be here for you no matter what."

"You're our little Jiminie. We'll always protect you." Jin added.

"Thanks you guys, it means a lot." I said, wiping my eyes.

"Ayo bitches we got the goods!" Jungkook called from the living room.

"Yah Jungkook-ah! You watch your mouth!" Jin called walking out of my room.

I could hear the two bickering from my room. Hoseok kissed the top of my head and helped me down. I walked out into the living room and the boys had everything displayed out nicely with spoons and drinks. We all curled up around in the living room and watched rom coms. I looked around and smiled a little to myself, starting to feel a little bit better.

Fuck you Kim Namjoon, I don't need you.