Namjoon drove from the office and went to a bar away from the city. He wanted to be alone and forget everything that happened. It was making him more and more angry as time flew and the urge of getting drunk got stronger. He did exactly that. He drank and drank until he got tipsy but not totally drunk.
He was aware of what was happening and he also held back from being drunk to the point where he gets unconscious coz he needed to drive. But now that he was drunk, he couldn't drive. He sighed and called a driver to pick up from the bar. Till the driver came, Namjoon continued drinking.
The driver had to force Namjoon to stop drinking and make him walk towards the car. Namjoon was very handful when he was drunk, he would randomly yell at the driver or blurt out some nonsense. The driver somehow shoved Namjoon in the back seat and sighed, "Stupid customers" he muttered getting in, to drive.
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Today Jin was elated. He felt like flying and dancing in the sky from happiness. Why you ask, coz he got a job. After so much of hard work and struggles, he successfully got a job and was no more a job seeker. Means he could be independent. It gave him a different sense of pride and he wanted to share it with Namjoon.
Jin noticed these days his heart would flutter uncontrollably thinking about Namjoon. He finds himself shying away when Namjoon looks at him or he dresses well only for Namjoon. He wasn't hating it, in fact, it made him giddy and want to squeal like a teenager thinking about it.
He always felt a strong pull towards Namjoon, maybe he started feeling from the day Namjoon took care of him in the hospital or maybe from the day when Namjoon stood up for him against his crush's boyfriend. He doesn't exactly remember how and when did it start but he was sure that those feelings were only increasing with time.
Jin bit his lips shyly, feeling butterflies going wild in his tummy. He thought maybe Namjoon would smile at him or even hug him like they used to and not to forget, he kinda missed being like that with Namjoon. Jin thought Namjoon was very busy with office that's why he was short tempered and he hoped tonight would be different.
He patiently waited for Namjoon and the knock on the door made him jump up in happiness and rush to open the door. His big smile turned into a frown seeing a man holding Namjoon, who looked like he was unconscious. Jin stared at the man in confusion but helped him carry Namjoon inside. The man with the help of Jin put him on the couch.
The man turned looked at Namjoon and sighed tiredly before turning to Jin, "He asked for the service and I did my job. The car is parked in its place. Here is the key" he said handing keys to Jin who gratefully took it, thanking the man for dropping Namjoon. The man left them alone and Jin looked at Namjoon worriedly.
He shook his head and tapped Namjoon's face, "Namjoon-ah, why did you drink? Are you having a hard time?" He whispered staring at Namjoon with soft eyes. Sighing, he shook his head, "Hey, you need to sleep in room. Come on" he said trying to make Namjoon stand. Namjoon put a hand on Jin's shoulder and stood up.
But instead of walking he pushed Jin away, making him stumble a little. Jin frowned but Namjoon looked at Jin with hatred in his eyes surprising Jin. "You, it's all because of you" Namjoon spat making Jin extremely nervous. Jin frowned, "Me? What did I do?" He asked cautiously but Namjoon scoffed loudly, hurting Jin.
Namjoon walked closer to Jin who took steps back scared as Namjoon came towards him. Jin stopped when his back hit the wall and Namjoon trapped him, glaring at him, "It was you. You're the reason for everything. You changed my whole life. All fucking changed because of YOU" he yelled and Jin shut his eyes terrified.

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Black String Of Fate
FanfictionWhat happens when two best friends are forced to get married? Two boys, totally opposites of each other are forced to get married to each other. Unfortunately, neither of them felt the romantic kind of feeling towards each other. How will they surv...