Taelins POV
I woke up to my phone blowing up, of course texts from Joon. I still don't know how I felt towards him. He made my stomach churn when he looked at me. It was weird and I didn't like he had that effect on me.
Mr. President:
WHERES THE KEY?!
TAELIN WAKE THE HELL UP
I'M SERIOUS I LEFT SOMETHING IN YOUR APARTMENT!
WAKE UP!
UGH IS THIS BECAUSE I TOLD ON YOU?!
YOU'RE SUCH A BABY!
you know what, fine ignore me then.
UGH wake up!!
Come on please!
I looked and I had fifteen missed calls from him.
Moon:
I took my spare key, and yes it's because you SNITCHED on me
Mr. President:
come on please taelin I left something in your apartment
Moon:
you'll have to wait until tomorrow to get it then.
yes I am fully aware I was being childish and stubborn but I wanted to get my point across.
Namjoons POV
"Damnit!"
I'm going to throw her out a window when I see her again.
I laid back in my bed and closed my phone, I knew she was probably reacting this way because her fathers passing but damn was it annoying to me. Dont get me wrong I'd give my life for the girl but shit could she run you up a wall.
I actually didn't leave anything in her apartment, I just wanted an excuse to get her to tell me where the key was and it looked like she saw straight through my deceit.
As weird as it may sound I hated my own apartment, thats why I was always in hers. Call me clingy or whatever but I was at ease when I around people I trust, especially her.
I knew her and chanbyeok were cleaning out their fathers house and I wanted to help as I was very close to her parents when my own disowned me, but I just couldn't, I couldn't bare the memories of her there.
I suddenly remembered we had a third key made since she was always losing the second.
"HA! THANK GOD FOR YOUR BAD MEMORY!"
I get up and ransack my place looking everywhere and eventually I found it.
I headed straight to her apartment and walked right in, I made myself comfortable in her room since it was the only bedroom when I noticed her meds, she'd been prescribed them after being diagnosed with depression, but this bottle was full. Had she stopped talking them?
I felt my heart drop, how long had it been since she's been off of them?
Maybe she'd just forgotten about them? She did have horrible memory but still she had to have seen them when she woke up right?
I got back up and left to go to her fathers house taking her medication with me, I pushed the fear to the back of my head as I made my way there.
Taelins POV
I was laying in bed, I couldn't get myself up and going.
I heard knocks at the door and knew Chanbyeok wouldn't be able to hear them from the attic so I reluctantly got up and answered it.
"Namjoon?"
That's all I could get out before he came in and closed the door with his foot, he grabbed my hood and basically dragged me upstairs back into my room and locked my door.
"Namjoon wha-"
He cut me off, he looked angry with me.
"The fuck is this?"
He pulled my medication out of his pocket and gave it to me.
"Have long have you been off your meds Taelin?"
I looked down and bit my lip.
"I hate them, so yeah I stopped taking them."
"When?"
"A couple months ago..."
I looked back up to him and he was looking dead into my soul but all I could think about was how his features perfectly fit his face, his arms were crossed so you could see his muscles even though he wore a jacket. His brown locks fell perfectly over his forehead framing his eyes that were now narrowed at me. He was obviously off put by this room, he hasn't been here since the incident.
"What am I supposed to do with you? I mean have you even eaten anything today?"
"Why do you-"
"Because I do! Are you really about to ask that right now?!"
I always used to think we were telepathically connected as he could always tell what I was thinking or was about to say.
I went quiet and bit at the inside of my cheek tearing little bits of it off. Namjoon inched closer to me and I felt my heart speed up.
Why the hell was it beating so fast?
"Why would you ask that?"
His eyes were teary as he looked at me.
"Do you feel like I don't care?"
Without so much as another thought my lips were on his, they were so soft and plump. It sent electricity through my body I felt a small relief as he kissed back.
But he pushed me away.
His face was blank, but I knew it well. He was hiding his feelings as a defense mechanism.
Did he mean to kiss me back?
We both stood in silence.
"Im... I'm sorry. "
He just put his hand up and shook his head before leaving the room.
