"You're late." Namjoon raised a brow at me as soon as I walked through my office doors.
"Yeah, I helped Jungkook move his stuff to his new apartment." Namjoon softens and comes to hug me, ruffling my hair slightly. Namjoon sighs, knowing that I'm not comfortable with hugging people back but still squeezes by small frame slightly before releasing me and holds my shoulders.
"You'll see him again."
"Sure. He will be busy for the next four years and he'll forget all about me by then. That's how people are." Namjoon frowns and purses his lips.
"Not all people are like that." He whispers and I smile sadly at him.
"I know. I'm glad you're still here."
You say that now but I know you will leave me too.
Namjoon smiles brightly at me, his cute dimples showing.
"After what we have been through together, there's no way I'm leaving your side Noona."
"Yeah, cause I always cook for you." I chuckle and Namjoon blushes in embarrassment.
"Not anymore! Jin does that for me now. You know you need me to help you with your taxes."
"Hey! Taxes are hard!" I cross my arms in front of my chest as Namjoon messes up my hair even more.
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Ever since I could remember, I've always felt alone. I had this amazing group of friends back in my university days but once we graduated, we drifted apart like I knew it would happen. It happened to me before when I graduated from high school. No matter how hard I tried to keep in touch with them, they just left. They left me behind.
I promised myself that I won't ever attach myself to anyone again. That I should keep my distance from everyone I meet. I wouldn't be able to handle the pain again if they left.
