• promise • || • taehyung ff •

Eleven

One week later. . .

"You sure you don't need a bodyguard?" Jimin asked me as Namjoon and I walked out of the hospital, arm in arm. Namjoon frowned at Jimin. 

"Excuse me? She has a boyfriend," he stated. I looked up at Namjoon, his face was completely serious. I nudged his arm, 

"Yeah, I think we'll be fine, Chims," I said. Jimin pouted and gave me a questioning look. I nodded. He shrugged. 

"Alright, but if you get beat up again on this guy's watch I'l---" Namjoon cut him off, 

"I will personally slaughter the man that tried to harm beautiful Mi-young, if he ever comes back," Jimin pursed his lips but agreed. 

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"Namjoon, I'm just going to the bathroom, I don't need an escort," I said. Namjoon's behavior was becoming annoying. He would nag me for the littlest things. 

"No, Mi young-ah, what if someone kidnaps you, I'll never forgive myself," 

"Namjoon! I'll be fine! This is becoming too much, I need some space, and I need my own time, nobody is going to try to kidnap me!" I shouted. He made a face. 

"What're you saying?" he asked. I scoffed. 

"Seriously? Don't even try to manipulate this conversation into something else, I didn't even mention anything like that," he tilted his head, 

"Mention what?" his voice getting deeper. My lips parted in shock. 

"Breaking up," I said quietly. He placed both his hands on the back of his head and turned away from me for a second. 

"Is this what you want?" he questioned. I was getting irritated, maybe this wasn't right after all.

"Namjoon! I don't understand," my voice was wavering. He shook his head.

"I don't think this is working out," his expression darkened. I was horrified. What was happening?

At that moment, our boss Min Yoongi-nim walked in. "People, there are customers waiting, we need to get back to work. Now," he declared. He pointed back to the work area. "let's move," I looked back to Namjoon, my face red. There was water in his eyes. Our boss turned awkwardly and walked away. I bit my lip and turned to follow Min Yoongi-nim, trying to get away from the conversation. I was so confused and hurt. I thought everything was going okay. . .

"I'm sorry, Mi-young, don't get hurt," I heard Namjoon's footsteps walking away in the other direction. 

Don't get hurt.