Namjoon was not the way he was but after people leaving him he became possessive not just only on things but on a sertain pink headed boy
"You know... A pretty girl like you shouldn't be out alone at this hour." He spoke as his hand grabbed a strand of my hair to let his finger play with, sending a shiver down my spine at the same time. "There are some bad guys out this late." "Like you?" I asked in barely a whisper. "Exactly like me." He smirked. // ...
