The Ghost in Apartment 1403 pt5
Reader x Namjoon
Genre: Angst, supernatural, fluff, humor
Warnings: Mentions of death, dark themes, generally kind of sad at times.
Namjoon was a (relatively speaking) normal music producer moving up in the world–until he became a ghost. With no memory of what happened, and no idea what he’s doing still on earth, he haunts his old apartment–consequently bothering its new inhabitant (who also happens to be the only person who can see or hear him).
A fight had broken out when you arrived at the club, and Seokjin caught your arm before you ventured further into the dim building.
“This is a bad idea.” He said, and you nodded in agreement.
“I don’t think I have a choice, to be honest.” You sighed, freeing your arm and continuing to follow Namjoon.
“You don’t.” Namjoon confirmed. “He was over here… Shit.” Namjoon stopped abruptly, and you barely had time to stop before walking into him. You leaned around Namjoon to see what he was looking at and saw the fight that security guard was trying to stop. A young man was being pulled off another, but his eyes burned with a fury that you knew wouldn’t pass easily. The man he had been fighting with had slumped to the floor, blood poring from his nose.
“That’s Jeon Jungkook. I don’t know where Yoongi and Taehyung went, but someone needs to do something.” Namjoon said, urgency in his voice.
Your eyes widened. “The one on the floor?” You said. “He needs a doctor, not me–”
“The other one.” Namjoon pointed to the angry man and you turned to him incredulously.
“You’re trying to get me killed.” You accused. “You want me dead, too.”
Namjoon looked offended by this, but Seokjin caught up with you before Namjoon had a chance to complain.