Namjoon POV
Pick up the damn phone will you! I can understand that this whole week has been stressful for you and you're probably too busy revising to focus on anything else but don't you think you're forgetting something? More specifically someone. And okay, you're really forgetful so I'll forgive you for forgetting to ask about my existence but please tell me you're going to pick up my phone call. I call you once. You don't pick up. Never mind, you're probably busy. I call you twice. Still nothing. Doesn't matter because people can be busy. I call you for the third time. You let your phone ring. I'm getting a bit tired of this now but you're my moon child so a few more chances for you. I call for another five times and still no answer. Why are you airing me for? What did I ever do to you to deserve this kind of treatment? Please someone tell me! I'm getting all frustrated and wound up. In a way it's good for me. All the negative energy is channelling in to my positive energy, topping me from being so energetic, which means less chance of injury for me. It may be good for my mental health but not my mental health. Time to ring you again and please pick up this time! *Dring, dring. Dring dring.* Fourth ring and you finally pick up for the first time in a whole week. Thank god. I'm not sure how much longer I can survive without you when you're fifteen minutes away.
"What!", Y/N screamed.
"Calm down and slow down. Give me a moment to understand what's going on.", I said. "Are you shouting because of me?", I added quietly.
"No! Leave me alone!", she screamed again.
"At least tell me what's going on.", why amI so confused? Did I miss anything?
"Shut up! I said leave me alone!", I wince in pain as the scream almost deafens me.
"Moon child, what's wro...", but I don't get any further because she hangs up. Time to change tactics and figure out what the hell is going on here.
Namjoon: what is going on?
I wait a few minutes but it doesn't look like she's going to reply.
Namjoon: plz tell me! im rlly confused
Namjoon: pls? did i make u angry?
Namjoon: if i did then i didn't mean to... promise moon child :(
Y/N: don't call me moon child!
Namjoon: pls tell me what happened
Y/N: i flopped every test i sat that's what happened
Namjoon: wdym?
Y/N: i revised cuz u told me to and now i flopped because i did
Namjoon: ???
Y/N: i mean it. i didn't revise for any test in the past but i did for these ones.
Y/N: i flopped cuz of ur advise
Namjoon: I'm sorry
I send her a selfie of myself looking sad. A real up to date selfie, not a fake one of me pretending to be sad but actually sad because I'm so sorry.
Y/N: i'm so sorry
Y/N: im just angry at myself and i have no one else to vent it out to but u
Y/N: sorry for making u sad
Namjoon: its fine i know u r only venting it out on me cuz u can trust me
Y/N: exactly... finally someone who gets me
Y/N: namjoon?
Namjoon: yh?
Y/N: i don't think i can cope with all this. too many goals and too much pressure
Namjoon: who's pressurising u?
Y/N: everyone around me
Namjoon: be honest to me, is everyone pressurising u or is it only yourself?
Y/N: fine it's myself
Namjoon: exactly. its not the end of the world you flopped here
Y/N: to me it is. i'm an a+ student
Namjoon: i know u r but a few failed tests won't dictate ur life
Y/N: what if they do
Namjoon: they can't no matter how much u say
Y/N: i'm scared
Namjoon: i'm coming over
Y/N: u don't have to
Y/N: its been great to finally talk to u. u know, i wanted to text u earlier this week when things were starting to get bad but i was afraid i was going to vent my anger at u and then u wouldn't understand me. guess i was wrong
Namjoon: princess, u can talk to me abt anything. and i do have to come over.
Y/N: u don't have to come over honestly. i feel a thousand times lighter after talking to u
Namjoon: not only for ur ask but my own i do have to come over. do u have any idea how long its been since i saw u?
Namjoon: besides, today is a friday
Y/N: fine if its causing u no trouble then come over. u have ARMYs to impress and for that u can't use ur energy on me
Namjoon: don't be so modest i know u want me to come over badly
Y/N: HOW DID U KNOW???
Namjoon: we're soulmates for a reason :)
Namjoon: be over in twenty minutes moon child
Y/N: okay my source of vitamin D 24/7
Your POV
After venting my anger out at Joonie, I feel a thousand times lighter than before. I was afraid he wouldn't get me but I guess I was wrong. And he's right. It's not the end of the world I didn't pass these tests. I tried and I'm guessing (according to Namjoon's philosophy) that's all that matters. I look around my small flat. Oh god! I officially have fifteen minutes now to tidy up all the mess that's been gathering in the house over the past week. Where do I start? The pile of paper, the dishes in the sink, do I vacuum the carpet? You know what, I don't care. I plop myself down on to the sofa and turn on the TV. Fifteen minutes later, I hear a crash followed by a doorbell.
"Heeeyyyyy?", okay so that was meant to be a statement and not a question, "What happened here?"
"I sort of slipped.", Namjoon explained, "Mind helping me up?"
"Oh my god. How did you manage to hurt yourself like this?"
"I didn't get hurt."
"Haha.", I muttered sarcastically, "Like I don't know. My butt cheeks are killing me. And you know why? It's because you fell and landed right on yours."
I help him up and guided him to the sofa. That's when I realise this is the first time Namjoon's ever been in here, "Not going to say sorry because I'm unapologetically like this, but don't mind the mess."
"Nah it's okay. Probably what my flat would have looked like if I lived alone."
"Flat or do you mean mansion?"
"Mansion, flat, apartment, penthouse. Whatever. Basically the point is that it would be messy like this."
"So what do you want? Tea, coffee, juice, water?", I say as I walk in to the kitchen and open the fridge, "Oh and there's some soju too."
"Soju? Are you supposed to have that in your fridge?"
"Like you Joonie, I'm a fully grown adult who has the rights to enjoy soju. Or is it because you think I'm too broke to afford soju?"
He blushes really hard when I say that, "Not like that moon child. I just wasn't expecting you to have soju. Anyways, I think I'll just settle with juice."
"Why? Is it too strong for you?"
"No!", he defended.
"Then?"
"Just not in the mood for it."
"Suit yourself.", I bring him a glass of orange juice and pour myself a shot of soju. Swallowing it whole, the dry and sharp taste burns my throat. Yet, it's somehow alluring in the same way so I put myself another shot and gulp it down as fast.
"Woah! Slow down. You'll have a sore throat if you have it that fast.", Namjoon warned.
"Okay. A rom-com?"
"Sure."
I sit down next to him and bury myself in his open embrace. Logging in to my Netflix account, I search through the selection of movies and put one on. That's how the rest of the night goes.