I'm back finally!!! Finally going to publish a Rap Mon part!I hope this'll satisfy you for a while!
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"Look, Y/N give me a break from all of those boys trying to flirt with you please!" Namjoon said, stomping towards your house.
"What!? And you're mad at that!? Be mad if it's me who's flirting with them!"
"You are not making this situation better at all!" he slams the door of your room shut, and you sigh in defeat, completely worn out with all the walking you did.
"Fine. Be like that." you murmured under your breath, before heading towards the kitchen, taking a glass of water and heading to the living room.
Plopping on the couch, you turn on the tv, watching as time passes.
"Geez, he can't take the room all by himself."
"Fine, I'll ignore him too."
You took your purse, taking a walk to the park until you reached the place where you and Namjoon always meet up, the same place where you met, and the same place where he confessed to you.
Then the same place where the fight started. You sat near the window, ordering a simple chocolate shake then staring out the window, trying to think of things to distract you from the previous fight.
What was the fight about?
"He could have just told me to stay away from them." you murmured, slightly annoyed and guilty. He was jealous and he didn't deny that fact that he really is. A lot. You sighed, deciding to go home for now and convinced him.
You opened the door, walking carefully, then heading for the stairs as you knock on the door.
"Namjoon? Oppa?" the door opened, revealing a sleepy Namjoon. He went back on the bed, plopping down on the bed and burying his face on the pillow. You mentally scold yourself for smiling at his laziness. You sat on the side of the bed, your hand then reach for his head, your thumb caressing his forehead.
"Hm?" he peek an eye open at you, questioning.
"You should've told me that you don't like how they talk to me, I could've done something about it, you know." he sighed, sitting up.
"I'm sorry if I reacted too much..." he murmured, looking down at his hands.
"Hey, it's ok, I understand you." you sat beside him, wrapping your arms around his torso and placing your chin on his shoulder.
"No, really, it's not like I have to shove all the guys who comes to you." he said, hugging you back, burying his face on your neck.
"You're my boyfriend, you have the right to say that, of course. Now, stop thinking of other things like that ok?"
He smiled, pecking your cheeks.
"This is why I love you so much."
The next day
"I'll go get some drinks ok?" you nodded, taking your phone, clicking on some selcas and messing some text to your friends, until you felt the seat beside you was occupied.
"Miss, are you alone?" you look beside you, an unfamiliar guy staring at you.
"Um, no."
"But you don't look like you have someone with--"
"I have a boyfriend and he's coming back any time now so can you please leave me? I love him, so back off." he gulped, before scrambling his way out of the shop.
"I- I didn't know you would say that." you look behind you, Namjoon standing there with his cheeks flushed.
"Told ya I will deal with them if they tried to flirt again."
"But, I didn't thought you would be that straightforward." he sat besides you, placing your drink in front of you and you smiled, placing a quick peck on the side of his lips.
"Like I said, I would do something to make them go away."
"I love you."
"I love you too."
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The fqs wrong with my head, I'm going to kill my self because of this damn brain....
Mian, if the story is crappy and weird, I've been out of my mood for a long time and I don't have any inspiration yet.
I might not be able to update for a while.
BTS' FIRE MV IF LAYFE I DIED
Oh and earlier..... I mentally laughed when someone beside me inside the RV express was watching Descendants of the Sun in KBS2 app-SJW

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FanfictionThis is just a piece of shit... The first parts are crappy coz I'm such an immature child when I wrote that but the few last gets better All my writings make me cringe and I hate them Tittle says it all @sprouttsse