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RM| Noise

Description: You and Namjoon live in the same apartment complex and have rooms right next to each other. You also hate each other and practically compete to see who can irritate the other the most. You hate his noise and he hates yours. One night, when taking out the trash, he sees a man following you, and out of worry goes to save you, resulting in an awkward situation that changes the way the both of you think about each other forever.

(Y/N) = Your Name

Authors Note: Thank you guys so much for 5k! I finished this chapter early as a thank you. I love you guys so much! <3

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“YAH! KIM NAMJOON! SHUT UP!” You hollered, pounding your fists on your wall to catch the attention of your next door neighbor. Instead of a response, all he did was turn up the volume even louder, causing the picture frames on your wall to sway under the beat of the rap music.

“Aish that little-” you cursed under your breath, then reaching in your desk drawer, you pulled out your noise canceling headphones to put over your head in attempts to calm the sound. You sighed in relief when it dulled the heavy beat.

You and Namjoon hated each other. It was a simple fact that both of you lived by; no complications, just hate. You both hated each others constant rukus. You had gotten so mad at him one day that you had accidently kicked a hole in the thin walls connecting your rooms, allowing even more noise to seep through and allowing you to hear his snoring at night. Because you had kicked a hole through the bedroom walls and you were still waiting on repairs, at night before you both fell asleep it was custom to hurtle insults at each other.

Stomping to the formidable hole, you peeked your head into his room to see him sitting at his desk with his speakers blaring.

“TURN. IT. DOWN!” You attempted to scream over the sound, but you could barely even hear your own voice with your headphones on. Crawling through the hole like a ninja, you brushed yourself off and marched over to his speakers, forcing the volume button down.

He frowned at you as he noticed your presence and got angry.

“Yah! What did I tell you about coming into my room?! And who are you to turn down my music?!”

Not hearing his statement, you threw off your headphones.

“I just want to bake some cookies, and I can’t even hear myself think!” You yelled at him, stomping your foot on his rug. He furrowed his brows in anger.

“Well maybe I want to listen to my music without a crazy girl crawling through my walls!”

You growled and clenched your fists.

“I wouldn’t HAVE to if you weren’t so annoying!”

“Annoying huh? I’m annoying?”

“Yes!”

“Aren’t you the one who kicked a hole in my wall?”

You blushed, not exactly having a perfect comeback for his remark.

“And maybe you should take it easy on the cookies,” He snapped, hurtling the insult like a smack to the face.

“YAH! YOU LITTLE ABSOLUTE PIECE OF GARBAGE!” You screamed, wanting so badly to wring his neck. How dare he insult a woman’s weight! He paid you no attention and turned away from you in his chair to avoid you, turning up the music a little louder and working on typing something on his computer. Song lyrics.

“Well… Your songs suck!” You insulted, trying to get the final blow, stomping back to the hole to get as far away from your worst enemy as possible.