Requested by: Holliexox12
[sorry for taking so long]

"Hi, jagi~", a masked man comes up to you and you quickly recognize his eyes. A backpack was hanging on his shoulder.

"Hey.. why are you here? Let's go in," you led him inside your apartment. Turns out that he has been waiting outside your apartment.

"It's late, why did you come?", you asked while dropping your bag and turning on the lights.

He sat comfortable on the little couch and answered, "it's our day off tomorrow, and I thought, why not start it now.. I'm sleeping over."

"Alright then, I'm going to sleep, bye—" you walked off into your bedroom.

"Yah! You can't leave me here, I'm going to sleep on your bed with you!", he protests and trails behind you.

You entered the bathroom and got changed. When you got out, he was already laying down on the bed, consuming almost all of the space.

"Move." You muttered and pushed him a little bit.

You rested your head on his arm that was extended and closed your eyes.

He wrapped his arms around you and hugged you closer to him.

These moments were rare. Even though you wanted to enjoy it, you just couldn't since your sleepiness was betraying you.

Instead, you just hugged him back.

•••

"Wake up! Let's go on a date!", he hovered over you as you rubbed your eyes, refusing to wake up.

He got off and sat next to your sleeping figure, taking your hands and pulling you up. You refused to make a move and instead, you rested your arms around Namjoon and comfortably slept with your head on his shoulder.

"Aniya~ wake up!", he cupped your cheeks.

You yawned before stretching your arms. "Mhm." You layed back on the bed, making him frown.

"Ugh, you can choose where to go, then. Wake up now~", he whined.

"Really? Okay, I'll just take a shower."

⌛️

"Are you ready yet?", you heard him yell from the living room.

"Yes, just my hair and I'm all done," you yelled back.

You tied your hair into a neat ponytail and grabbed a sling bag, hanging it over your neck.

You walked up to him and intertwined your hands. "Let's go!"

After a long walk, you arrived where you had led him to. A seafood restaurant.

"S-s-seafood?", his eyebrows curled and you could sense that he was frowning despite the mask that covered his mouth and nose.

"Yup!", you cheekily smiled at him.

He definitely does not like seafood.

"Jagi, can we—" "Nope"

He let out a defeated sigh and let you lead him inside. The little bell rang as you entered, making the employees greet you with welcoming smiles paired with a "welcome."

You were led to a table at the corner of the restaurant, not so hidden since there was a full glass window on one side.

A menu was given to both of you and you began to choose.

"I'll have the spicy crab and red iced tea," you pointed at the writing on the menu.

"I— do you have meat?", Namjoon asked, making you feel quite embarassed with the question.

"Uh, no sir."
Of course, this is clearly a seafood restaurant.

"Uhh.. shrimp tempura, I guess." He tried to keep himself from frowning.

You smiled at him for not complaining, or not yet, at least.

Later on after you ate, you decided to go to a nearby arcade which was just a few blocks away.

"Be careful," you pulled his mask up when you noticed that it was revealing a lot of his face. Even his eyes were recognizable.

"Here, wear this," you pulled out a pair of glasses and wore it on him.

You knew that he smiled since it was seen through his eyes. He grabbed your hand and you walked around together, trying to find enjoyable games.

It went for hours until you felt a little hungry.

"This one!", you pointed at an ice cream crane machine. You weren't the cliche girl who wanted a stuffed toy. Food would be so much better.

You insterted a coin and started to play with Namjoon cheering beside you.

Your luck with crane machines never betrayed you. It was your special skill.

"Okay, another one. Which one do you want?", you asked him.

"Hmm, that one." He pointed at a fish-shaped ice cream sandwich.

You nodded once and inserted another coin.

The next thing you knew was that you were eating at a less crowded place, surrounded by broken street lights.

"You had always been so lucky with crane games, huh? It should be the boyfriend's job though," he sighed.

"It doesn't matter. As long as we're—"

"Jagi..", he interrupted with a suspicious voice as he conciously looked around. "I think we should go.. let's head back to your apartment."

"W-what, okay..", you followed as he said. He surprisingly hailed a taxi. You were supposed to walk home but for some reason, he chose to ride a taxi.

After a quiet ride, you arrived at your apartment. "I'll just take my backpack and leave."

As said, he took his backpack and prepared to leave.

He kissed your forehead as you hugged him. "I'll miss you jagi."

"Me too. See you soonest," you kissed his cheek before he left.

⌛️

You opened your twitter account, only to see an article with an unclear picture of you and Namjoon. You knew that it was you, just by your outfits and the place it was taken at.

You sighed, deciding to call Namjoon.
[namjoon is italicized]

"Namjoon—"

"I know, jagi. I know."

"What should we do? I am so sorry.."

"It's not your fault.. All I ask you to do is never— never ever, read the comments. Will you do that for me?"

"U-uh.. okay."

"Good. I have to go. Love you, bye."

You were fiddling with your phone, curious with what the comments would say. You weren't afraid of what they could do to you, but you were afraid of what they'd do to Namjoon.

You were very tempted to look through the comments, though you tried to stay put following Namjoon's word.

Your phone lightly vibrated in your hand and you noticed that there was a message on your dm box.

@,r4pm0nstar: Hey you! Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Do you even think of RM's career? Do you think of what ARMYs will feel? Oh, maybe you're just a gold digger. Either way, get your filthy hands off our Kim Namjoon!

You tried not to finish but your curiosity betrayed you. You almost threw your phone off the bed but fortunately, it only landed on the pillow.

You burried your face on the pillow until you heard a sound from your phone. It was a text.

taetae: hey n00na, please don't mind the hatersszzs :))))

Taehyung has always been the closest to you after Namjoon. He was like a little brother to you, as Namjoon's roommate. In the first few weeks of your relationship, Taehyung used to update you about every single thing Namjoon does. From brushing his teeth to sleeping with his mouth open.
Sometimes, even the color of his underwear.

to taetae
: don't worry tae, i don't give a damn about them.

For one day, you let it slip. You couldn't help but finally look through the comments. You felt as if you were nothing compared to their fandom. They were the reason why BTS rose from the ground. Bangtan owes them a lot. And as Namjoon's girlfriend, so do you.

"Break up with him, Lee Chaeji!"

You were flooded with voices in your head, making your anxiety turn to silent cries.

You couldn't take it anymore.

Maybe it was best to end whatever you had.

"They're right."

📞📞 [namjoon is italicized]

"Namjoon."

"Yes Jagi?"

"Can you meet me tonight?"

"I'm free beyond 10 pm. Are you okay with that?", the hint of joy in his voice made you lose the courage. The courage to break up with him.

"Okay."

⌛️

"I think its best if we end this relationship. It's for your own good," you faked a smile.

"Are you joking? Is this a prank?", he forced a laugh.

"I'm sorry, Namjoon." You stepped back.

"Chaeji, please... I need you more right now.. don't leave me," he grabbed your hand.

You muttered a barely audible "I love you" before shaking his hand off and walking away.

To your surprise, he didn't come after you. He wanted to stop you, but he thought that maybe you just needed some space.

Your eyes were getting blurry and so were the street lights. It was starting to rain too. What a perfect atmosphere.

You unconsciously crossed the street, headlights surrounding you.

There was a figure across, which you started to run to, until you hear a loud beep and everything went black.

⌛️

You felt as if you were trapped in everything white. You couldn't see well until you felt a hand intertwined with yours.

You tried your best to open your eyes and luckily, you did.

You turned to one side of the bed and found a brunette's head napping.

You lightly squeezed his hand and he shot his head up.

"You're awake."

"Yeah." You wished you weren't so you wouldn't have to face reality again.

He kissed your forehead and stared at you. "Do you want me to leave BTS? Because I would do it if that's what it takes to have you back."

"N-no, don't.. I am not worth it," you coldly said.

"You are a million times better that everyone who doesn't support us."

"I'm so sick of the hate. But sometimes, I realize the talented RM loves me. I should get sick of your love instead," you jokingly said and smiled.

"I love you." He caressed your hair.

"I know."
"...and I love you too," you laughed at his reaction— "ow, my head hurts," you touched a part of your head which was bandaged.

"That's what you get for bullying me~"

A/N: ♡♡♡
this was supposed to be an angst ending since the ending was up to me but y'all mourn and ask for part 2 if the ending isn't nice so here— HAH

to those who requested, i'm working on your requests one by one—
and to readers, mianhae if the updates are continuously kimnamjoon oneshots, its what the requesters requested so :))) and i'm sure y'all are nice ot7 stans so :))))))))) ♡