Her [BTS RM / Kim Namjoon Fanfic]

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The alarm went off.

Stirring under his comforter, his hand reached out to his bedside table, trying to look for his phone. When he couldn't find it, he grumbled and let out a heavy sigh, pushing the comforter away from his face.

Namjoon sat up, leaning against his bed's headboard as his hand reached out to his phone. As he turned off the alarm, his door was knocked on.

"Namjoon ah? Are you awake yet?" Jin asked as he peeked his head in between the door and its frame.

When the leader just nodded, he let out a sigh and made his way to the bed. "Namjoon ah, how are you feeling today? Have your breakfast."

"I'm fine, hyung," Namjoon mumbled, eyes won't leave his phone's screen as he was checking for new emails.

"Hey, you've been skipping proper meals for almost a month now! Get over it already! She will come back soon!"

As Jin mentioned, Namjoon stopped scrolling. He was frozen for a moment and stared at his phone.

"She's... not..." he muttered weakly.

"Look, Jungkookie already got over this. His was the worst. He didn't even get to meet her for the very last time, compared to you, who got to meet her before she left," Jin said, placing his hand on his shoulder.

"Hyung..." Namjoon paused for a moment, then turned to him, eyes looking red now. "All this while I've hurt her, I didn't realize that I've hurt her."

"Last time, we told you to tell her, but did you? No, you didn't. And now you're here, saying regrets after she had confessed her love to you."

"I never thought that she would've had feelings for me. I never thought that she would leave. That's why I chose to keep it in," Namjoon cried, tears streaming down his cheeks as he hugged his knees. "I... I just wanted to protect her."

"Protect her from what?" Jin curiously asked.

"Someone," Namjoon sobbed, wiping his tears with a hateful expression. "Someone who uses her as my weakness."

Jin saw his expression, but he just patted the leader's back softly.

"From the look on your face, you don't want to tell it me yet, but I think I know who you mean," he said. "Don't you want to report it to the company, for privacy protection or something? Police, FBI, CIA..."

"No. Her life will become more miserable. I don't want to hurt her, anymore," Namjoon sniffed, then took his phone again, and opened up his gallery. He scrolled down until he saw it.

The 'not-so-candid' photo of Hyun Ae that he had taken when they met at Starfield Library last time.

"I'll wait," he whispered, smiling as he stared at the photo. "The good thing about her not being in this country is she stays unharmed."

"Well, Hyun Ae won't like it if you wait for another month," Jin sighed, then poked Namjoon's arm as he continued, "to finally have proper meals. Get ready, and then eat. We got work to do starting tomorrow. We need to get everything prepared today."

Jin stood up beside the bed as he began. "Even though she's not here, I believe that she's watching us too. Like the other ARMYs. So seeing you sick on the broadcast... would worry her more, don't you think so? Plus, without you... who is BTS?"

With that, Namjoon nodded as Jin gave him one last pat on his shoulder and left the room. Namjoon scooted to the edge of the bed and placed his legs down on the floor. Then he picked up his phone again, with Hyun Ae still on the screen.

"Hyun Ae..."

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"Achoo!"

"Hyun Ae, you're okay? You looked... not well."