Namjin oneshots // a series

25-//"explode" -2

Namjoon and Jin pushed their way through the sea of students crowding the small hallways of their high school. Namjoon laughed as the two boys finally made their way out of the school, the bright rays of sunshine hitting their skin. Jin smiled, Namjoons laugh was always something that made his lips curve into that unfamiliar shape. He didn't know why, it just happened on it's own.

"Are you ready to go my love?" Namjoon turned to face Jin, the same smile on his face. The two had started to date after what happened at Namjoon's house, them both confessing their love for one another. However, all though they were dating, they never did anything more than exchange loving words and hold hands, maybe an occasional hug. Jin felt that he was obligated to hold hands with Namjoon, he felt that it was polite since they were dating. Namjoon never pressured him into doing anything, he knew it wouldn't be special between them if they were to go farther than that. However, Namjoon practically never addressed Jin as, well, Jin. He called him his love, because that was exactly what he was, his love, his life. Some people would say that it was strange that they were already in a relationship, considering they had started dating the first day that they had met each other. But Namjoon knew that Jin was the one ever since they ran into each other that fateful morning. And he promised him, that he would never let him be alone in his mind again.

Jin nodded his head as the two boys walked to Namjoon's small car, getting inside as they drove off. A calm, relaxing song played as they drove, putting Jin into a state of peace as they passed other cars, houses, other people. However, Jin looked to Namjoon when he saw that the boy had passed his house, where they would both go after school everyday.

"You passed your house." Namjoon turned to face Jin, a confused look on his face.

"You have a doctor's appointment today, remember? Your mom couldn't take you, so she asked me if I could do it." Jin stared at Namjoon, trying to remember whether what Namjoon said was true or not. He then remembered, his mother telling him at the dinner table that she couldn't take him, and that he proposed that Namjoon take him.

"Oh, right, sorry." Jin quickly went back to looking out the window. He really couldn't remember something his mother had told him last night?

"Are you alright Jin, you seem to be kinda, off, lately." Namjoon spoke in a soft tone, concerned for his love.

"I'm fine, I just-" Jin stopped, forgetting what he was about to say. It then came back to him just as quick as the thought left his mind.

"I've been very forgetful lately. It's hard to think straight." Namjoon took hold of Jin's hand as he spoke, rubbing circles on his knuckle with his thumb as he spoke.

"I've been having strange dreams, too. But I never remember them when I wake up, I just remember that they are strange." Jin rested his head back on the seat of the car.

"Well, make sure you tell the doctor about what has been going on, maybe he can help you." Jin nodded his head, staring straight ahead at the road.

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Namjoon and Jin sat in the waiting lobby of the hospital, hands intertwined, Jin resting his head on Namjoon's shoulder. The boy was tired, he hadn't been able to sleep peacefully in a few weeks. Namjoon ran his long, slender fingers through Jin's soft hair, them both patiently waiting to be called back by the doctor. In front of them was a rather large fish tank, a variety of different fish swimming in it's waters. A small child then ran over to the glass tank, watching as the fish swam inside of it. The child was rather child, maybe four years old. Her hair was a dark brown and shoulder length, her yellow sun dress lighting up the room. She then turned around, running back to her mother, who was signing in at the front of the large room.