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That's not how I wanted to go at all.

Namjoon

My phone goes off for the 5th time in the past hour. I'm in my studio. After the "fight" (I put it in quotations because I'm sure that Beom wouldn't call it a fight, she would probably say that it is a "civil conversation". And I put that into quotations because I wouldn't call it a civil conversation) I went to my studio because I really don't feel like going back to celebrate with the rest of the members. I was trying to get some lyric writing down, but my phone keeps on going off, and as much as I'm trying to ignore it, I give in. I pick it up with out looking at the caller ID.

"Hello, what do you-" I begin a little bit annoyed, but I get cut of.

"Yah, Namjoon! You're such a Pabo! What the hell did you do the my little sister! She came home looking really upset, and I'm sure that she is crying in her room right now!" I hear a faint, "I'm not crying you stupid Paabo of an Oppa. I was just expressing my negative feelings in an expressive way!" which is probably Beom yelling back at Jin from her room. 

"Well I could tell that you were crying before you came home, so you can shut it you stupid dongsang. You can't lie to me. I know when you've been crying. It as if I can see the useless salt water you have produced. If you want to create water, at least create useful fresh water. Or if you do cry salt water, bottle it up so I can use it to make some kimchi" Jin replies yelling back at Beom.

"You want to make kimchi out of the salt water of my tears! That's disgusting!" Beoms can be heard faintly.

"What?! No, it's called being resourceful. Anyways, how sick would it be if you offer people who have wronged you Kimchi made of your tears?" Jin argues.

"Absolutely fucking sick" Beom replies.

"Well maybe you should bottle up some tears so I can make some tear kimchi for the lovely Namjoon. Namjoon, what the fuck did you tell her to make her upset! She won't tell me." 

All this while, I'm silent... just happy enough to hear his voice. To actually be holding something that connects me to him. Ever since we left, there has been no communication between the members and him... me and him. And now that I'm actually talking to him... I just want to hear his voice again, see his face again, hold him again.

"Oi, Namjoon? Is he even connected? Unbublivable" he says the last word in english

 He's been silent for a while... I only heard him talk in the very beginning. Hello? Can you hear me?"

"I- I can hear you just fine..." My voice cracks. "...Jin" I pause, listening to him breathing. He stilled when I said his name, taking a sharp breath in, and then letting it out slowly. 

"Just get a room, you two." I hear another male voice, and something in me flares up. Who is he with?

"Sh- Shu- Shut up Du-Ho, but I here some shuffling, and some creaking, and then a door closing.

"Who was that?" I ask, feeling something rise with in me.

"Who? Oh Do-Ho? Oh, he's nobody special."

"And what makes someone special to you? Is it someone who you have feelings for? Someone who cares for you? Someone who hasn't seen you in two month? Someone who you would walk out on, Someone you abandoned? " I say saltily, adding in the slight edge at the end. He left me for what? That Do-Ho Guy? Why did Jin even leave us? Wow I can't believe how angry I'm getting over this...

But it's almost as if I can feel him stiffen, feel the anger welling up inside of him on the other end of the line. "Well I'm sorry, but I don't think that you get to be mad, you don't get to be angry, Okay? Okay! So how about you take a chill pill, and all that I wanted tell you is that if my little sister ever comes home crying again it will be the end if you, no matter how much I love you, I will end you. I heard that Mok gave some good threats, but I'm about to give you better ones. Whatever Mok threatened you with, I will do ten times worth. Having body parts sold on the black market? How about being locked up in a mental institute for years? How about never seeing me again? Oh, and Do-Ho is my brother, so stop being a jealous twat. I also suggest that you don't contact me again unless I reach out to you first, because I don't want to communicate to you anytime soon." And then he hangs up on me.

Well shit. That went horribly wrong... That's not how I wanted it to go at all. 

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A/n

Hello lovely human beans~

I honestly should be doing my school work, but I just want to procrastinate, so I probably will...

Anyjuggles, thanks so much for reading the chapter... see you in a week with a new chapter.


Peace Out


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