Black String Of Fate

Chapter 20

Namjoon went back to his office but this time he saw people that were starting to come and the building wasn't empty like it was when he came first. He ignored and walked to his cabin calmly like he hadn't just burnt his hand because of his anger.

Namjoon reached his cabin and let out a sigh closing the door. He had forgotten about the box and sat down seriously working. The whole day he worked continuously successfully completing his all pending work that he procrastinated for weeks.

Finally finishing the work he sat back in relief, happy that he was done for the day. He started packing his things when he realized about the box. He glanced in the direction and sighed tiredly halting his packing. Sitting back in his chair he rubbed his face in frustration not know what to do of that box.

He was hungry, starving in fact, but didn't want to eat the lunch made by Jin himself, even though he wanted to. He lightly slapped his face, "Don't think about it Namjoon. It is not delicious at all" he whispered. With stomach growling loudly, Namjoon whined hitting his head on the table holding his stomach in hunger.

Not having any option, he ordered jajangmyeon to his office planning to satisfy his hunger and also to not have dinner with Jin at home. The delivery was sooner than expected, Namjoon gave a good tip to the boy. He enjoyed his jajangmyeon and tapped his full stomach with a big smile, satisfied and happy.

"That was really tasty. I'll order jajangmyeon every time from this place from now on" he said happily. He glanced at the clock and gasped, it was going to be 10, which was quite late. Again, his thoughts wandered off to Jin, thinking how worried he must be waiting for him.

He groaned loudly cursing at himself smacking his head, "Fucking get out of my head." He screamed pulling at his hair. Panting he looked at the box that Jin prepared for him and glared at it. He got up and furiously marched towards the box, throwing it down with the full force creating a loud sound.

He stomped over the neat box which was now destroyed. "Fuck you Kim Seokjin, Fuck you for messing with my head" he said gritting his teeth, stomping on the box. The floor was mess and so was Namjoon. He looked like an insane bull, ready to kill anyone that came in his sight.

The door of his office opened and Namjoon snapped back to reality, looking around. Everything that just happened was all in his head. He wanted to scream and kill Jin but in reality, he was still sitting on the chair staring at the box with blank eyes. Yoongi peeked in with a frown, "Why are you still here?" He questioned.

Namjoon stood up shaking his head, "I was just leaving" he answered walking past Yoongi who was a tad confused but more suspicious seeing empty plates of jajangmyeon in Namjoon's office. Namjoon walked to his car not waiting for Yoongi, knowing that Yoongi would drown him with questions.

Not wanting to snap at Yoongi and breath his last breath, Namjoon chose to flee from there and not face Yoongi for the day. Though he knew he wasn't going to be saved so easily, Yoongi would question him whenever he finds him and Namjoon never wanted to talk to Yoongi about his personal life.

Namjoon didn't want to talk about his problems to anyone knowing they all would suggest him to talk to Jin. Namjoon would die rather talk to Jin and tell that he was falling for him, to him it was embarrassing and a shameful act. Namjoon slowly drove back home, praying for traffic jams to there on his way and it didn't happen, coz I didn't want it.

Like Namjoon predicted, Jin was worriedly waiting for Namjoon and Namjoon coldly ignored Jin walking to his room. He shut his door and locked it in case Jin barged in. Namjoon felt guilty but he shrugged it off, erasing the hurt and sad face of Jin when he ignored him on the way to his room.