Seokjins Pov

Namjoon has been in my arms for over two hours already, silently sobbing.

I tried feeding him, but the least thing he wanted to do was eat. He barely ate the soup i made for him.

After a while, he fell asleep in my lap. I held him and caresses him continuously, feeling bad for him. I just want to protect him from everything.

I feel a sudden vibration on my hand. I pick up my phone quickly so Joon doesn't wake up.

⋆｡°✩ Ruby ⋆｡°✩ is calling...

I smile and i try to stand up, but Namjoon holds my hand softly. "Don't go.." He whines.

He hugs my waist tighter, making giggle. "Mon.. I have to attend this call."

"W-Who is it?" He finally opens his eyes and looks at me.

I panic as the call ends. "It's Ruby."

"Oh." He simply says and sits down straight. I examine him completely, but his face is as serious as the first time we talked.

"Are you okay?" I ask and i shuffle closer to him, but he moves. "Go call her, she's waiting."

I stare at him confused but i quickly stand up. "Be right back!" I exclaim and i sprint out to the balcony.

Immediately, i dial Ruby's number and i silently wait for her to answer.

It's late, meaning the cold air is out. I shudder and wrap my jacket tighter.

"Seokjin-ah!" Her voice suddenly yells excitedly.

"Shit you scared me!" I yell back with a chuckle.

"I've missed you a lot."

"It's literally been like two days." I laugh.

She scoffs loudly through the phone. "You're my only friend here! It's been sooo boring." She whines loudly.

I laugh and we stay silent for a couple of seconds. "One of your friends came by to visit me."

I furrow my eyebrows. One of my friends visited Rub-

Oh God Jimin...

"Really? Who was it?" I act confused.

"I think his name was Jimin."

I scoff. "What did he want?"

"I still have no idea. He stopped by at my house and told me he wanted to know me before i got with you." She says, breaking into a laugh.

I widen my eyes. Fuck you Park Jimin! "He what?!"

"Seokjin-ah, be honest with me.." She began speaking, making me nervous. "Were you planning on dating me?"

I widen both my eyes and my mouth, and the call goes silent. "Jimin gave me the idea but i wasn't planning on doing it!!"

She began to laugh loudly. "Wait so you are into women too?"

"Well, yeah duh." I scoff. "Boobies."

"Did you just-"

"I like boobies!" I exclaimed happily, causing her to laugh loudly.

"But you like dick too, right?"

"Exactly." I say and i get comfortable in the balcony's bench

I look through the clear door and notice Namjoon is in the couch, doing something in his phone. I grow worried as i notice how pissed off he looks.

"I think i gotta leave soon.." I say worriedly as i stare at Namjoon.

"So soon?" She whines. I giggle and i hear her sigh. "Aren't you even going to tell me how things are going with your boyfriend?"

I sigh. "He's not my boyfriend."

"Well... I'll let you go then." She says, clearly disappointed.

"I'm sorry, but i'll make it up to you okay?" I exclaim.

I hear some rummaging through the phone and she suddenly speaks. "When you come back we have to hang out okay? We've only seen each other at my house."

I chuckle. "Fine."

"Goodnight then! Bye Seokjin-ah!"

We hang up and i finally go back inside, still worried for my Joon.

Namjoons Pov
Ten minutes ago

I stare at Seokjin through the glass door. Whys he laughing so much? She can't be that funny..

I cross my arms and scoff as i look to the side. "Doesn't see me in almost two months and now that we can be together he leaves to call his little friend" I mutter to myself.

My eyes keep shifting accidentally over to Seokjin, and i get more jealous each time. I take my phone put to try and distract myself from my stupid jealousy.

I suddenly realize how childish i'm being. I try to ignore my feelings and i start watching random videos to pass time.

Finally, after what seemed to be forever, Seokjin hung up and entered the apartment.

"Had fun?" I annoyedly ask, not looking away from my phone. Seokjin doesn't seem to catch on.

"Yeah! She's hilarious, i kind of missed that dork." He chuckles as he takes his jacket off.

"I bet you did." I dryly respond to him, still not looking at him.

"What's wrong?" He suddenly throws himself on the couch next to me.

I stay silent and i feel his hard stare at me. He suddenly scoffs.

"Are you jealous?" He says with a smile, pissing me off even more.

I throw my phone and i finally look at him. He finally seems to notice my mood, and his smile quickly fades and he crossed his arms.

"No." I sigh loudly and look at the side. I stand up and walk to the kitchen, looking for pills. I'm starting to have a headache..

He follows me to the kitchen and stares at me with his arms crossed. "Are you actually mad?"

I sigh loudly again, harshly placing the pills on the counter. I throw my head back in frustration with myself. "I'm not fucking mad Seokjin." I say, not daring to look at him.

He laughs sarcastically, making me lose it. My back is still turned, but i can still feel him staring at me.
"I can't believe it." He laughs again.

We stay in an awkward silence as i finally take the pills. I stay against the counter with my head down, still not wanting to look at him.

"You can flirt all you want with fucking waiters but i cant talk with my friend?" He says with a stupid laugh.

I clench my jaw and i harshly close my fists, not wanting my anger to get the best of me.

"I said im not jealous Seokjin." I softly say again, trying to ignore my anger.

"You better not be. We aren't anything anyways, so why should you care?"

I feel my heart sink.

My eyes widen, and i feel my heart rate speed up. We aren't anything?

I bite my lower lip hardly, until it almost bled out. I finally turn around and he's just staring at me with his arms crossed, looking at me as if he didn't just break my heart into millions of pieces.

"W-We aren't anything?" I raise my voice and i cross my arms, scoffing, tired of pretending i'm not mad.

He shrugs his shoulders sarcastically and i widen my eyes.

"Should i remind you, who was the one who fucking confessed first?" I bite my lips again, making them bruise.

He makes a disgusted look, making me want to cry.

"So? You never made anything official, Thus, we aren't anything. You have no fucking right to be mad."

"I didn't make this official? What the fuck Seokjin?!" I suddenly yelled, causing him to flinch.

I suddenly remembered what he'd told me about his father before. I shouldn't yell..

I close my eyes and i take a big breath, trying to calm myself.

"Listen Seokjin, i don't want to fucking argue right now, im too tired for that shit." I say and i clean up the pills, about to leave to my room.

"Of course you are." He muttered clearly.

That's it.

I turn my back around again, locking eyes with him. "Seokjin did you fucking forget i came home a few hours ago from seeing my father for the first time in years?! That i fucking found out he's an asshole?!" I yelled.

He widen his eyes a bit, probably noticing how hurt i am.

"You always fucking do this Seokjin!" I raise my voice again, almost on the verge of tears. "You treat me well and after a while you get really fucking stupid with me, like I don't treat you like a stupid prince!"

His eyes turn glassy, and my tears spring out.

"Yes, I was a bit jealous, Ill admit it, but it was just a simple little jealousy! You can have as many fucking friends as you have! I don't give a fuck. I would never be mad at you for having friends, the whole opposite." I exclaim as my voice breaks. I clean my tears and i stare at him. "I don't need this, Not now. I'm too tired, I'm going to bed."

I close my eyes again and let out a big deep sigh. "Goodnight." I say and i leave quickly to my room.

As i finally reach my room, i quickly throw myself to the floor and i start sobbing again. This year i've cried so much and it's just starting...

I hug my knees, miserably trying to stop myself from crying.

Seokjins Pov

I'm so fucking stupid!

I shouldn't have said those things... especially not now. He's going through hard times and i'm just making worse.

I shouldn't have never even came here.

As dawn begins, I'm still awake. With pain in my chest and in my soul for hurting Namjoon. Finally, I decide to try to sleep, but after almost thirty minutes, I give up. Can't.

I groans loudly as i stand up to get something to it. It's already six in the morning...? God...

Times passed by too quick... It's alresdy day time and i haven't figured out how to apologize to Mon.

My dear Mon...

My head starts to pound and i groan loudly as i throw myself against the sofa. Finally, i start feeling myself dozing off, my cereal spilling all over the sofa.

Authors Pov

As Seokjin slowly falls asleep on the couch, Namjoon woke up, his head and his heart hurting deeply. He barely slept due to his sadness. But now..he just felt numb.

He arrived to the kitchen quietly, hoping he'd be asleep, and of course. He was.

Namjoon felt bad for leaving the boy sleeping in the couch, and he began to ponder.

He ignored he pity and started making food for himself. After a while he couldn't help it anymore.

Namjoon slowly picked Seokjin up, praying he didn't woke up. He's supposed to be mad at him.

He took him to his room and carefully placed him in the bed, wrapping him in his blankets so he wouldn't get cold.

Joon widen his eyes and groaned quietly, realizing he cares too much, but he decided to let this one slide. Quietly, he turn the lights off and left to the living room.

"God Seokjin.." He groaned again noticing the milk stains on the couch.

The loverboy started chuckling at his dummy little roommate.

He didn't feel mad at him anymore. In fact, he hadn't been mad since he left to his room. Because that's just how much he likes him.

He puts him over himself.

Of course, he was disappointed. But he couldn't be mad at him. He just couldn't.

The following day went by really quick. And really awkward.

As soon as Seokjin woke up, he quickly asked how he ended up on the bed. Namjoon had his back turned, so he just replied with a simple answer.

"You looked uncomfortable." He sighed. "So i moved you."

Jin just gasped to himself and muttered a thankyou, awkwardly sitting down on the sofa.

"I'm going to go out and get some air." Namjoon said as he picked his bag.

He was dressed really pretty. He's usually dressed in dark sweaters and joggers, he looks good. But it seems like he finally found his true style.

Seokjin stared in awe, not hearing the part were Joon told him he'd be staying home alone.

As he noticed Namjoon leaving he rushed and stopped him, holding his wrist.

Joon started at him startled and in full confusion.
"What..?"

Jin let go of him quickly and fidgeted his fingers. "W-Will you take long?"

The tall boy stared at him. Yes he wasn't mad, but Seokjin needed to learn his lesson

"Yeah. I'll probably be coming back at night." He responded dryly, finally turning around completely and crossing his arms. "Why?"

Seokjin looked at him with his pretty doe eyes, clearly disappointed, but Joon tried ignoring it. "Was just wondering..." He walked back and sat again in the couch:

Namjoon waved bye with a sarcastic smile, causing Jin to roll his eyes to himself.

The tall boy closed the door and laughed to himself as he walked out the building.

Namjoons Pov

I giggled as i walked out my place, but suddenly stopped, thinking to myself...

What the hell do i do now?!

I said i was going home late, but i'm literally just going out for grocery's!

I cant give Jin the glory of having me home so early... I have to find something to do.

Finally, i stuck to a plan.

Coffee, Museum, Ice Cream, Grocery, Bar.

That'll do it... right?

It'll look stupid just me doing all of those alone... but whatever!

Originally, i wanted to go to my favorite Cafe, but i decided on going to an unknown one. You know... for some change?

I arrived at the pretty place, it's aesthetic was completely different to others i've been to.

Most Cafes i've been to, have a vintage style to it. Colors brown, cream color, and maybe even a sage green along with dusty pink.

But this Cafe was the opposite.

It held a gothy kind of vibe. Dark colors surrounding the place, old 90's goth music and the waiters wore whatever they desired.

I walked to the front, admiring the pastries and the menu's drinks.

The person by the cash register stared at me weirdly as i looked.

"English?" She asked with kind of a New york accent.

I got startled for a moment but i quickly faced her. "Oh, Yeah."

"Aaahh Finally!" She groaned. "I've been living here for a few weeks and it's so frustrating because no one speaks english and even though i also speak german is such a hard language!!" She talked rapidly, some words being unintelligible.

I widen my eyes in shock and i began to laugh.

"Did i talk too fast?" He covered her mouth in embarrassment.

"Yes, but i understood." I laughed again, and she joined me.

"So, what would you like?" She asked with a big smile, as she played with her bright pink hair.

I finally ordered, and after a while, i got my coffee along with the same donuts i always eat everywhere.

I sat down by a big window as i stared outside and ate, watching people come and go.

"You're a loner?" The girl came back swing her hands back and forth.

"You're really young right?" I asked, due to how hyper she's looked this whole time.

She scoffed. "What do you mean by that?!" She whined, making me giggle.

"I don't know! You're just so full of energy." I stated. "How old are you?"

"Guess." She smirked and sat down in my table.

"23?"

"Lower."

I furrowed my eyes brows. "22?"

"Lower." She said, dragging the word with a smile.

"20?!" I asked, raising my voice.

"Lower!" She yelled frustratedly.

"19?!"

"Correct." She smiled all giggly.

I stared at her with my mouth wide. "You're just a baby!"

"Maybe you're just old!" She exclaimed with a laugh.

"I am only 25."

"Old."

"Shut up."

We shared a laugh again. "So, where are you from?" She asked curiously.

"I'm from Korea, born and raised there." I cross my arms and sip my coffee.

"Ooo, fun" She wiggled her feet. "I'm from-"

"New York?"

"Yes, yes New York." She scoffed with a laugh.

"What are you doing here?" I asked as i sipped more coffee.

"I'm studying here! I just work part time here." She snatched one of my donuts.

I giggled and allowed her to eat it. "What are you studying?"

"Law enforcement." She smiled.

I mouthed a wow and we sat in a comfortable silence.

"What about you? Why are you here?" She asked.

"I came to look for someone, a family member."

She stared at me for a while. "So did you find them?"

I nodded and took a bite from my last donut.

"And you're living with them?"

I shaked my head no and she started at me confused. "I'm not living with him, i have my own apartment here so.."

"So you're alone?" She placed her head on her hands as she stared at me.

"Well, not really... i'm with my fr- My roommate."

She smirked. "Your roommate?" She dragged the O, making me smile. "Well, my friend, we're just kind of in a fight right now."

She stared at me for a while again. "Then fix up things with them! By your smile and your completely flustered face i can tell there's something going on there."

"Kind of, but i don't think it'll go far. He's a little confused to when it comes to feelings."

"You're gay?!" She literally screamed, making everyone stare at me.

I widen my eyes at her and she lowered down and got closed to me. "You're gay?"

I laughed loudly. "Yes, Yes im gay."

"Gay friend Yay!!!" She exclaimed excitedly. "What's your name gay friend?"

"Namjoon." I smiled.

"Venus." She said and shaked my hand harshly.

She looked to the side, noticing she has customers. She quickly sprinted over to the cash register, not wanting them to wait.

I started cleaning up the table, and as i stood up, i accidentally bumped with someone.

Startled, i turned my back and looked at the person. I started bowing quickly. "I'm really sorry! I wasn't looking." I apologized, until i got a good lookin of the person.

A tall boy stood in front of me. An attractive boy.

I started at him with my mouth wide, he must be a model.

The boy seemed younger than me, not by a lot but maybe just two or three years. He had a messy mullet, that fit perfectly with his clothes. He literally belongs here.

He started at me awkwardly and silently bowed. As he was about to leave i noticed a book he was holding along with some coffee. It's one of my favorite poem books!

"She felt like nothing? I love that book!" I exclaim with a smile of excitement.

He sends me an awkwardly faint smile and looks to the side, probably wanting to leave.

"Who are your favorite poets?" I ask as i put my hands in my pockets.

He sighs a little and looks to the side. "Uh, I guess Elif Shafak, John Green, RM and maybe Alice Walker..?" He says.

My eyes widen as soon as he says my name, and i feel myself heat up.

"I like all of those except RM." I say with a face of disgust. "Not really as talented as the others you mentioned."

He squints his eyes. "RM is pretty good, you probably don't even understand his poems."

I scoff with a smile and i cross my arms.

He walks away, and as he's walking he looks back at me. "You coming or not?" He says with a faint smirk.

I excitedly start walking behind him like a kid, happy i could finally talk to someone about different poems and books.

I think i'm going to spend my whole day here at this cafe...

Fuck Grocery's.

I've talked for him for a few minutes now, and i suddenly realize i don't know his name. I ask him and he hesitates, probably because i'm still a stranger.

"I'm Namjoon." I say as i give him my hand.

He stares at me with a serious look for a few seconds, but he suddenly smirks. "Nijiro."

A little over two hours pass by, and we're still talking like little nerds in the cafe. He's opened up a bit, talking more and more about his precious authors and poets.

I suddenly feel my phone vibrating a bit.

He excused himself to go to the bathroom and i take that as an opportunity to check my phone.

Jinnie<3
Hey
Come on
I'm sorry for last night
Can you come home?
I miss you
And i'm sooooo bored😠

Mon<33
😛

I laugh as i send him the photo, and as i look back for a moment i realize Nijiro is coming back, i quickly out my phone back in my pocket and it starts vibrating like crazy. He's probably pissed.

I chuckle to myself deviously.