Wanna be my friend? || K.T.H ✔

Chapter 6

Tae's POV

Yesterday, I spent all the day speaking to Jin. He kept complaining on how all the teacher wanted to let him study abroad. For them, it was the best thing for him; however, he doesn't want this.

When we first met, he was feeling down. I tried to help and after about a week, I found out his problem and spoke to his parents. It wasn't easy at all, but at the end, they agreed to let him stay. I know that they don't hate him or anything, but if he doesn't want, they shouldn't push him to do so.

Anyway, this story isn't about Jin and I. It is about Namjoon and I. We are now in front of his house. School hours ended without me noticing.

Namjoon opens the door and gestures for me to enter. A small figure runs towards Namjoon and jumps. Namjoon holds his younger sister and kisses her cheeks.

"Hyung, I love you alot" She murmurs and hugs him. On seeing me, her eyes widen, and she gasps. "Hyung, is he your friend?"

"Yes, I am. My name is Kim Taehyung." I give her a V sign and grin. She chuckles and extends her hands to me. Namjoon looks at me with concerned eyes and mumbles a sorry, but I ignore and carry her.

She keeps staring at me for a while then buries her head in my chest.

"She is cute" I giggle.

"You are just innocent,'' a woman's voice echoes, making the little girl hold me tighter.

"Girl, leave the young man, alone" Namjoon's mother shouts at her daughter, so she pouts, and I leave her.

I blink, earning a giggle from Namjoon's mother as she says " Handsome men should take care of themselves."

My face turns red, and I see the girl's smirk. Wait! Was I sexually harassed by a kid? God damn! The world isn't safe anymore.

Namjoon grins and says "I will be upstairs with him."

"Sure son!" His mother waves at us, and we both leave.

"Sorry about my sister. She rarely sees handsome young men," he says as we climb the stair, but I stop and say "Are you kidding? You are handsome!"

He looks at me and opens his mouth not sure how to reply, but then he says,"R-Really, am I? T-Thanks, I guess."

He grins, showing his dimples and continues his way up. He opens the door but quickly closes it again.

"W-What?" I stutter.

"My little sister messed up my room. Sorry, but can you wait for a while downstairs"

"It is ok-"

"No"

I sigh at his 'No'. Everything is a no for him. I turn and descend. When will he stop his no-s ? I mumble.

As his mum sees me, she runs towards me. She halts and smiles, saying "A-Are you his friend?" I nod. She runs her fingers through my hair, making me freeze.

"Can you promise one thing?"

Her soft shaky voice brings me back to reality. I nod and say "Sure, ma'am"

"Will you promise me to not hurt him? If you don't like him, leave now. This will be better for my son. I won't handle to see my son in that stat-" Tears roll on her cheeks, so she leaves my hair and wipes them. She covers her face.

I was right. It seems that he was actually bullied. He must've been gone through a lot.

"S-Sorry, I just hate to me see my son hurt"

"Don't worry ma'am. I promise not to hurt him," I give her a comforting smile, and she nods as she wipes her tears. His door opens, and he calls for me. I reply to his call and excuse myself.

When I enter his room, I find a normal high schooler's room: a desk, a closet and a bed. In other words, there was nothing special to describe.

"So, want to study on the floor or on the desk," Namjoon puts his hand on his waist and gestures at both options. I point on the floor, and he sits. I remove my bag and throw it on the ground and sit as well.

I take out my Math's stuff and hand it to Namjoon. He keeps turning the pages then after about 10 minutes, he nods and commences the lesson.

Thankfully, I discover that he has special powers to make things HARDER than it's already is. Okay, this actually bad. I don't think that I understand anything, and he seems to be working hard to-

"Want me to repeat?" he asks while looking at me, but I just give him a smile and say, "No need. I understand everything."

I think that I will just depend on Jin, as usual. I sigh internally. I didn't want to burden hi-

"How about we take a small break?" Namjoon suggests, realizing how tire-. I know it has only passed an hour, but this is a long period for me.

"I will go outside for few minutes," Namjoon says as he stands up. I just give him a smile and nod as he leaves.

Now what should I do? I rest my head on the bed. I wonder how can he still have much energy after a whole hour of studying. I turn my gaze to his desk. Could it be that he is hiding some kind of magical tool?

I stand up and go to his desk. It was as I mentioned normal: A rectangular one. There is a book on the right corner and top of it a copybook. I guess that he uses this to study. I hold it. Okay this wrong, but I will do it anyway.

When I open it, my eyes widen. T-This is Namjoon's handwriting, but what the fuck is that?

-Don't open a path for a conversation because it is creepy.

-Don't offer help because it is creepy.

-Don't start texting someone because it is creepy.

-Don't cling because it is cree-

The door opens, and I turn to see Namjoon holding a tray. His eyes shift to the copybook in my hands. I was caught red handed, but I didn't care.

"Namjoon, what is that?" I utter. His body trembles, so I drop the copybook and run to catch the tray from his hand. I put in the corner and look at Namjoon whose body is still trembling. I quietly close the door and help him to sit on the bed.

"Who told you those stupid rules? and why creepy?" I say with a firm voice.

"I-I'm the one who cam-"

"Liar" I shout out and pick the note from the floor and continue my lecture, "This notebook is full of crap. Is that why you never offer help or speak up like any normal human bei-"

"A-A creep," Namjoon says with a low voice. His eyes are fixed on the ground. I say no more and hear him out.

"Is a detestable person. Creep causes an unpleasant feeling of fear or unease to a normal one," his fingers interwingle and my annoyance calms down as I try to get what he means.

"Creepy is what he called me. Min Yoongi. My friend."

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Hi Molars,

So the previous chapter didn't  gain any support. It's fine, I guess. I actually don't like to have expectation to not get disappointed at the end, so umm, I hope you enjoy 😅 whoever will read in the future.

Yours,

Nana