BTS Imagines

Kim Namjoon

Everything was still in its place. His empty cup on my nightstand. The shirt he left back on the floor right in front of my bed. Traces of him were everywhere in my apartment.

But he was gone.

I knew I was the one who screwed up. I shouldn't have kissed another guy at the party. I shouldn't have been going home with him just because Namjoon wasn't there.

I regretted nothing more than that night it all started. But unfortunately, I was too dumb to stop. Namjoon was away for several months, so how should he find out anyway? I was totally save until he got back.

Or at least, so I thought.
But it wasn't the case. Namjoon and I knew a lot of people around and some of them saw me with the other guys. They told Namjoon and he remained silent, pretending that nothing was wrong until he got back home a few days ago.

I was beyond happy to see him, I really was and at first, it looked like he felt the same. But he was hurt. Deep down he was broken. And I was too dumb to realize it.

All the time I was hoping that all of this was just a bad dream. That I would suddenly wake up next to Namjoon and nothing happened. I bet he would stroke my hair, tell me that it was just a nightmare and that everything was fine because he was there to protect me.

People always told us that we were too young and too dumb to actually be in love with each other and know how it works. We always used to joke about that but I guess the people were right about me.

Maybe I was still too immature. I didn't value my relationship with Namjoon. Well, at first I did but after these two years with him, sometimes I started to take him for granted. And that's when I started cheating on him.

The first guy I had a thing with was an accident. I was completely drunk and he kind of took advantage of me but I didn't care about that at that moment. I felt loved again. I felt like someone was admiring me again.

Things I hadn't felt for a while because Namjoon was always working or on tour. Sure, we called each other every night and texted each other but it just wasn't the same.

I was completely dumb for cheating on him, that I admitted myself. Namjoon gave me everything. He was always there for me, no matter what and no matter how much stress and pressure he had himself. He treated me like his only treasure and I just threw it all away to feel loved again.

Nice job Y/N, nice job.

Suddenly my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen and saw that it was Yoongi. I sighed and hesitated. Yoongi was the reason I got to know Namjoon in the first place.

We were basically childhood friends and Yoongi was like the big brother I never had to me. But right now I bet he was furious. And he had every right to be. Preparing myself mentally, I finally picked up the call and immediately heard his voice.

"Are you out of your mind?! How could you do this? I never thought you would be the one to cheat! What's gotten into you?!"
"Yoongi, I-"

"Shut up and let me speak, will you?", he immediately interrupted me and I did what he said.
"I am so disappointed in you! You broke his heart! He locked himself in the bathroom and doesn't speak to anyone except Jin! I swear to god Y/N, I'm going to kick your ass when I see you the next time!"