Destruction of the Heart
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Member: Namjoon x reader bit of Yoongi x reader
You spent your night alone, again. Namjoon was no where to be seen. The last time you felt his warmth, his hands tressuring your waist, his sloppy morning kisses had been too long, 2 extended months. It was like he didn’t try to see you. Didn’t call, text or drop in to see if you were still functioning. It was like he completely forgot about you. You sent him texts about your day, since he always asked but stopped. You sent photos of your surroundings with a cheesy poem about his dimples sinking so deep in his cheeks as if the Titanic took place in them or how his legs remind you of spiders. But no reply would come through, he didn’t even seen you. You asked the members if you could pass the phone to him but they would reply with a “he’s not around” or “he’s out somewhere”. You knew deep in your core something was off.
After a few moments snugged inside your bed you flung yourself out and got dressed to go out. Since their comeback stages were finished you could finally re visit the company. You took a quick shower, threw on a thick turtleneck of yours on and your boyfriend’s perfectly fitted shirt on, since he loved seeing his tall women put his clothes on (so he says). You threw on some loose distressed jeans on that were lying on the floor and a black mask and hat to keep your identity low-key. Grab your casual bag out then escaped the gloomy studio.
The walk was silent but thoughts kept shouting inside your hectic mind. The place was 30 minutes away on foot so you just decided to walk, giving you time to think. WHAT IF HE GETS MAD? you chuckled aloud MAD? I SHOULD BE THE ONE MAD HE HASN’T SENT ME ANYTHING, NOT A SINGLE SYLLABLE. BUT WHAT IF HE DOES CAUSE IM INTERRUPTING HIS CAREER? GOSH I HATE OVER THINKING! Many unnecessary scenarios popped out of nowhere like the flash of lightning, it couldn’t be helped. You decided to stop at a cafe to grab you breakfast and stroll through a park as it was a short cut.
You felt loneliness posses your body as you were surrounded by kids or old couples. You were walking around unaware of where you were walking, too stuck in your thoughts and conclusions. When you were dazed by the sight of what had caused you pain, Kim Namjoon. You could tell by the way he walked and how his shoulders slightly rolled back. He was accompanied by someone, not just someone. The person you greatly despised, your ex-best friend. She dated every single guy you had a crush on during high school. But this wasn’t just any guy you crushed over. It was your boyfriend, the many embarrassing moments you experienced with him just so he noticed you. But when word got out that Kim Namjoon was dating a ordinary girl which was you, you had him locked. What stunned you the most was that she was in the same country, when the last time you saw her was graduation back at your home country.
Before you could scream your head off and beat the crap out of her, you felt petty stab a wound in your heart. The sight of his lips on someone else’s made you want to throw up and shed tears till you physically couldn’t. Tears trickled down your cheeks staining the mask that hid your quavering mouth. You felt so dumb, idiotic that you didn’t think he would snap and throw your trust away like a stick. You stood still, weak, until you saw the face you now wanted murdered, your ex-best friend. She looked at you and smirked as if you were a foreign stranger, though you knew she was enjoying your suffering state. She wanted you to suffer. She mumbled something to Namjoon and he than followed where her slender finger was pointing to. You locked eyes with his. He could read everything that sparked from your eyes. Rage, hurt, pain, disappointment. He let go of your ex-bestie and strode to you.
Nj: “y/n shit fuck i-im i-”
Y/n: “fuck you asshole, i spent these two months thinking you were working your ass off, but you were sleeping with this bitch, the bitch that hurt me more than once. I told you about her, what she looked like and you went searching for her so you could what? Shove your fucking dick in her!! Go fuck yourself, actually go fuck her shes like you trash!”
You ran as far as you could hearing Namjoons voice faintly fade away. You were a bit happy that you could run pretty fast, but it all flushed out of your system once you thought of him. You didn’t stop running till one hour passed. You were now physically and mentally tired, sitting at the closest bus stop bench. Tears gushed out of you, fulled with pain and hurt. You knew the members knew about this affair but they didn’t tell you, not even Yoongi. Now that you think about it, Yoongi stopped replying to you once Namjoon did. You had no one to talk or cry on. Your friends were all at home, making babies or expanding their careers, too busy to think about you. You stared at the ground tears blurring your vision.
[y/n: Why didn’t you tell me…]
[Yoongi: I’m sorry I was too ashamed.]
[ y/n : yeah well thanks for the heads up.]
[Yoongi : Im sorry im gonna call, tell me where u r?]
[y/n: honestly it doesn’t matter anymore, whats the point of talking when the only reason u talk to me is because of Namjoon.]
[Yoongi: please just let me give you a ride]
A bus stopped in front of you, it felt like what just happened, felt like it happened years ago and you were waiting in that spot for decades. It was now the afternoon, you sat in the same bus till you were forced to leave as it was going out of order. You got out, unaware of where you were left. You kept walking, no destination in mind. You strolled through alley ways that leaked danger, busy roads that yelled crashes. But the only thing in your mind was Kim Namjoon, the true God of destruction…
A/N: Hiii! Okay before you leave this took me 2 hours to write in bed listening to Kehlanis album, Sweet Sexy Savage and its nearly 11 pm.. PLEASE LIKE THIS AND FOLLOW.. IM MAKING Two OTHER FF.. PLEASE!
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