Chapter 4

Namjoon came back home after a long day, it was around 9:00 P.M.

As soon as he entered, he was greeted by his mother, "Hey Joon-ah,"

"Hey Mom," the boy replied with a smile.

"How was work?" Mrs. Kim asked offering him a glass of water as he made himself comfortable on the sofa.

"It was good, mom." With that, he took the glass, and Mrs. Kim sat beside him.

"You seem a little stressed? What is it?" She asked as she noticed his expressions.

"huh? Oh, nothing mom, just work, nothing much."

"If you say so," Mrs. Kim replied not convinced by his words.

"Yeobo where's my-.."

Soon a voice interrupted them and it was none other than Mr. Kim. Namjoon glanced at his father with emotionless eyes and continued gulping down the water.

"Yes Jagi, what is it?" she suddenly interrupted their glaring contest as she felt the tension building up in the room.

"No, nothing," Mr. Kim said and walked out of the room, Mrs. Kim saw him with sad eyes.

"Anyways, dinner?" she asked Namjoon.

"No mom, I don't feel like. I'm gonna sleep, Good night."

He stood up from the sofa and went towards his room. Mrs. Kim sighed heavily, "I just wish you and your father mend your relationship soon."

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Namjoon came out of the bathroom after a long relaxing shower. He wore a simple blue Koya T-shirt and matching dark blue pants, Yup, totally looking like a big baby. He plopped on the bed clumsily, hurting his toe in the process.

"Owww," the boy groaned.

Soon his phone made a 'ding' sound, he perked up seeing it was Yuri's message.

Marshmallow:

Joonie did you reach home, safely?

Namjoon:

Yes, Yuri-ah I did.

Marshmallow:

Okay, cool. You free tomorrow?

If it's you, I'm free every time

Namjoon:

Yes I am. Why?

Marshmallow:

I just want you to accompany me.

I've to go somewhere tomorrow.

Namjoon:

Oh, sure sure. What time?

Marshmallow:

In the evening, 5:00 p.m.

Namjoon:

Great. I'm free, I'll pick you up.

Marshmallow:

Uh, oh, no need Joonie. I'll manage.

Namjoon:

Not gonna listen to you. I'll come. Be ready, yeah?

Marshmallow:

This boy. Okay Okay.

Namjoon:

That's like my girl!

Thump Thump

He just realized what he sent. Suddenly he started panicking. What if she thinks of him as some clingy boy? What if he made her uncomfortable? What if it becomes awkward after this?

THUMP THUMP

The same thoughts were going on her mind as well. She was actually blushing and smiling like an idiot at the message. She couldn't calm her heart which was racing at its full pace.

"What should I do?" she thought.

Marshmallow:

Haha...

It's too late Joon. You should sleep now.

The boy sighed in relief, he was still unsure of how'd she react tomorrow. Not to forget, his cheeks were crimson too.

Namjoon:

Yes, I'm going. You too go. Good night.

Marshmallow:

Yes, I'm going too. Good night.

And Joon?

Namjoon:

Yeah?

Marshmallow:

Take care of yourself well, you're precious.

THUMP THUMP

The silly heart accelerated at its full speed yet again. By now, the boy was a blushing mess.

Namjoon:

You too..

Love..

He wanted to type but couldn't. He sighed and kept the phone back on the table and started thinking about the day when he first met this beautiful girl...

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