Wanna be my friend? || K.T.H ✔

chapter 8

Namjoon's POV

"I bet that he doesn't even remember you"

I stare at his phone number. I've never deleted it even though I have no intention of calling him anymore. A drop of my tears falls on the screen, so I wipe the phone with the tip of my sleeves, but it makes things worse.

Why am I in such a mess?

Why can't I just forget as Taehyung told me a while ago?

I close my eyes and leave my body to fall back to land on my soft mattress. 

-Flashbacks-

He extends his hand and pulls me to stand up. I keep gazing at him with an astonished expression. Why did he help? How did he know about this place? Who is that person?

"Min. Min Yoongi's my name. It seems that they were giving you a hard time. Don't worry! I'm sure that they won't dare to harm you again after I beat them up" he rubs his hand together and smiles, reassuring me, "They are cowards. Believe me. Anyway, wanna play some basketball with me? I'm actually looking for company," he rubs the back of his neck, "My stupid friends left me behind."

I smile and go with him. The playground isn't a big one. Just enough for 2 teams with almost 3 players, but it means nothing now because it's me and him only. He goes to the ball next to the basket and throws it to me. By a miracle, I catch it.

"I've never played basketball all my life. I'll just pass the ball to you," I say while taping the ball in my hand. 

"Sure buddy? Give yourself a chance. I'll teach you. Oh!" he curves his fingers into a fist and hit the palm of his other hand, saying, "Why don't you join my team? It would be lots of fun" 

I retreat and say "No, thanks. I'm not into sports that much, to be honest. I'll just watch you," I throw the ball back to him, so he just shrugs his shoulder and concentrates on aiming the ball into the goal. 

He keeps whining whenever he fails, making me burst into laughter. 

It was the best day of my life.

-At school-

"Guys, this is Kim Namjoon. He isn't into sports so don't force him," Yoongi winks at 5 boys in front of us. They smile at each other and come closer to me, extending their hands for a handshake. We all chat for a couple of minutes until they go to the gym after school hours. 

I keep cheering Yoongi, and I can see that they are giggling. It is a warm feeling. To have all those people around you is just a great feeling. After they finally finish, he approaches, and I give him his towel. He throws himself next to me and keeps rubbing his head with the towel.

"Are you enjoying yourself? I feel that you're doing nothing," he stops and looks at me, "If you don't like it here, just say. You don't have to be with me, you know."

A weak smile finds its way on his face, but I shake my head as no and say while giving him a bottle of water, "I like it, so don't worry"

He takes it from my hand and says, "If so, wanna come with us? We're going to have dinner," he drinks the water and gives out sound after finishing "Wow! that was refreshing. I was really thirsty." 

I laugh and soon enough he joins me. One of his friends calls out for us, so we go to them, and as soon as everyone is ready, we go to a nearby restaurant which isn't fancy. We all sit, and since we are a lot, we take two tables. I make sure to be seated next to Yoongi because he's the only one whom I actually know.

A waiter gives a menu to each one of us, but as I turn the pages, I find myself unable to comprehend anything. I've never entered a restaurant with my friends before, so I don't know any of the dishes served. I take a glimpse of Yoongi. He is drooling over a mushroom burger, so I open the same page and decide on ordering like him.

The two of us keep talking to each other, and when the waiter comes, I tell her 'like Yoongi.'

Yoongi's eyes brighten, and he gives me a high-five, "That's my buddy." I giggle at his words.

We dig in the moment the food arrives. All the customers are looking at us; however, we don't care that much. When my eyes and his meet, we laugh in silence, causing a mess. 

After finishing, we all go to the bathroom to wash the mess. I look at the mirror and laugh at myself. Yoongi joins, and we keep throwing water at each other. The whole team joins, making the workers scold us and somehow kick us out of the restaurant.

However, of course, they never forget to take the bill. I take out some money enough to cover both mine and Yoongi's and put on the table along with the other. I prevent Yoongi from paying by saying, "I'll pay for you"

He gets confused, but I give him a smile and say, "I'm paying."

He laughs afterward and says, "who would turn down such an offer? okay, I guess."

-End of flash back-

I wipe my tears and grab the mobile once again, but this time I open the messages. Our last messages were onesided.

You: Hiz! How are you send 6:12

You: I don't see you that much these days send 6:13

You: Something wrong? send 6:13

BF: no nothing send 7: 16

You: Just tell me. don't worry, I promise to keep it a secret send 7: 16

BF: I said it is nothing send 7: 17

BF: bye, for now, Namjoon send 7: 17

You: Sorry for calling you. I didn't know you would be that angry send 7: 30

You: I was just worried because you didn't sound good send 7: 30

BF: didn't I say bye send 7: 32

BF: look, please leave me for a while send 7: 33

I laugh at myself. He was giving me lots of hints, but I didn't get the meaning behind them.