Y/N'S POV
I went to Namjoon and Sora Unnies' house for dinner. I don't want to go home; he might be there. I don't even know why I am avoiding him.
I saw Namjoon Oppa waiting for me at the front door.
"Did you wait for me outside Oppa?" I asked, it's chilly outside, he might catch a cold. "No, I just got out" he said and hugged me. I hugged him as well. He let go of me and we went inside. I put my things on the couch and scan the room.
"Sora Unnie is not here?" Usually she will welcome me with a warm hug while shouting my name in excitement. I find it embarrassing sometimes, but now I'm kind of missing it. "She's working right now" his answer. "I see. That's why you call me Oppa, you feel lonely being left by Unnie huh? You're still a baby" I teased. He just glared at me.
"Well, I'm fine being her substitute for tonight's dinner" I cheerfully sat on the couch.
"Well you could say that but I just wanted to see how's you doing these days" Namjoon looked at me as if waiting for me to say something. I looked confused. When I didn't speak, he sighed.
"The dinner is ready, let's eat before the food gets cold" I just nodded and tailed behind him.
When we reached the dining room, a lot of food are on table. "Did you cook all of this Oppa?" looking at the dishes, made my stomach grumble and my mouth waters. It smells delicious as well. "Uhm, the maids did" he said. Of course, what could I expect. If it was him, the kitchen might have blown up already.
"Let's eat!" I said enthusiastically.
We started eating and the foods are delicious.
"Wow, how did they cook it.? it's delicious" I complimented the foods.
"On the other note, Y/N" Namjoon become serious. "Is there a problem Oppa?" I asked.
"Remember when I told you that I will take care of Mr. Hiroshima?" He started sounding so serious.
"What about it?" I asked and eat a spoonful of miso soup. Seeing my state, Namjoon smiled at me as if he is worried but at the same time dumbfounded.
"Maybe we should talk about it after dinner" he suggested and I just nodded. I couldn't answer him because my mouth is full.
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"That was the best" I said patting my tummy gently.
"You eat well" Namjoon said, but I can sense that it was not a compliment.
"So what do you want to talk about?"
"I started doing an investigation about Mr. Hiroshima and sooner he won't be able to trouble you again" he told me. I just nodded. Well if its Namjoon who is doing it then nothing can go wrong.
"Thank you Oppa. I wanted to take care of him but I got myself a whole load of works" he just smiled.
"is that all?" I looked at him waiting for his reply. "Actually, I asked Yoongi hyung and the other two to help me investigate" he added. Other two?
"You mean Jimin and Taehyung?" he nodded clarifying my words. I see. So that's what happened.
"So, what's the problem?"
Namjoon looked hesitant to speak further but I can see that it's important. "You can say it Oppa" I encouraged him.
"Well then, about what you saw at the restaurant. Taehyung said that you saw them but then you got angry and left. You didn't go home after that. He was worried about you; you don't even respond to his call and messages" he exhaled after letting the words out of his mouth.
