Attention Lover

19

        (Jimin's POV)

       "Do you think you understand this one?" Namjoon asked as I looked at the computer and then down at my notebook.

         "I think so." I replied. It was the day I was supposed to be leaving with Jungkook and I didn't have any classes. His boxing match was later tonight and Namjoon was currently helping me with school work. He had gotten the lesson plans from all my teachers and was helping explain them so that I wouldn't fall behind while I was in Busan.

            "Okay well let me know if you need anything else." Namjoon smiled and I felt slightly guilty.

             "Sorry for making you get all this. I know you're not supposed to give me special treatment or anything." I said quietly, closing my notebook. He had even helped me complete four assignments and helped me cram for 2 classes over the past couple of days.

             "Don't apologize, a little special treatment everyone once in a while can't be too bad." The lavender haired professor said before kissing me on my temple.

              "Namjoon..." I trailed off, still feeling a tiny bit bad. He had been spending all his free time helping me. He even stayed up till 4 am with me when I didn't understand a math concept.

             "How've you been liking it here so far? In Seoul in general and specifically in the house." Namjoon changed the subject while he sat against the arm of the couch and pulled me into his lap. I rested my back against his front comfortably. "Dislikes and likes, and don't leave anything out." He said, his hands going to my shoulders. He began massaging and I hummed gratefully, it felt really good and I was starting to be convinced that he was an angel in disguise.

              "My likes are...you guys." I started and I could basically hear his smile. "I like the atmosphere of the house and when we're all together. I like going to school here and my classes, besides for math which sucks." I laughed and Namjoon who was immensely offended, scoffed. He was offended because he's the one who taught my math course. I continued through giggles. "I like Jin's cooking. I like basically everything."

              "No dislikes?" Namjoon asked as his thumbs kneaded the spot in between my shoulder blades. I closed my eyes as my eyebrows furrowed.

              "Well...I dislike the tension there is with Yoongi." I said slowly. Namjoon hummed in agreement as I continued. "I dislike that I've been cut off from my family. I wanted to be independent here but I didn't want to feel like I was alone...or isolated."

              "Do you regret your decision of coming to Seoul?" Namjoon asked, his voice staying leveled and thoughtful.

               "No, I'm working towards my dream here. I don't regret it, I just wish my family could be different." I replied and he agreed. "And I suppose I'm not really alone, since I have all you guys." I smiled. "Oh that's another like! You guys don't make me feel alone. Being here...it's the first time I've felt cared for, and listened to, and desired or wanted...in a really long time. It kind of sounds stupid."

             "That's not stupid, I'm happy if that's the case." Namjoon said finishing his massage and holding me close to him. I rested my arms over his and closed my eyes.

             "I like that I feel at peace when I'm with you all. I don't have to be "CEO's son" or "straight A student" or "the lesser accomplished park" here, I don't have to be stressed about all family's titles and expectations. I can just be me. And that's enough?"

            "That's more than enough." Namjoon reassured.

            ***

           "Why are you trying to wake him up, he's tired from studying." I heard someone say. I shifted with a whine, trying to focus on my sleep. I felt arms wrap around me snugly and I almost fell back asleep when someone continued talking.