BTS' 8th Member《Imagines & Scenarios》

💭 Broken [K.NJ]

I'm aware I have some requests but I just wanted to get something out, so here you go. I didn't re-read this through after writing it because i'm hella tired so just ignore any grammatical issues~

It was quite late in the evening and with every passing minute you were growing more tired. Unfortunately your mixtape was keeping you up and you were determined to complete your last composition before going home to the dorms. You'd messaged Seokjin to make him aware that you'd be out until late so he wasn't to worry about your whereabouts. 

The clock had just gone 11pm and a sudden text made the desk buzz. You lazily picked it up in your right hand, assuming it would be Seokjin screaming at you to come home, although to your surprise it wasn't.

Sliding open your phone, you replied to Namjoon, who was the one who'd contacted you first.

Namjoon: Jordyn-ah? I need help..

What have you done now.. :You

Namjoon: I uh.. Walked into my table

Seriously? Maybe you should have walked around it then
you wouldn't have hurt yourself.. : You

Namjoon: Yeah haha very funny, I forgot it was there and I turned 
around and hit it really hard. Now I can't get up.

Ok? So what are you saying? :You

Namjoon: A little help would be nice! I'm in my studio..
Please?

Okay whatever give me a second I'm coming..:You

Namjoon: Please hurry~

You solemly got up from your chair, annoyed you'd been cut of in your train of thoughts. The boys knew not to distract you while you were working so you assumed it had to be urgent. You opened your door and made your way down the hallway after shutting it behind you. All of a sudden you thought about what was going on. Your brother had hurt himself.. and you were being rude because he'd interrupted you? What's gotten into you?

Picking up the pace, it slowly increased into a run. Soon you reached his studio and barged in after knocking once to warn him of your arrival. "Joonie? I'm sorry it took me so long, are you okay?"

"I'll be honest, I don't think so. I hit the table with my calf pretty hard and I've tried standing up but I collapsed and knocked by head on the chair.." Namjoon replied shyly, scared you'd scold him for being so careless and clumsy.

"Should I call someone? Does it really hurt?" You questioned him, worried.

"It's- It's not that bad. Maybe give me a hand back onto my seat and I can just work off the pain and go home later if the swelling goes down." He stuttered slightly, you could tell he felt awkward as he didn't often want to make people worry about him. Although you were very much worried and couldn't believe how ridiculous he was acting.

"Don't be so stupid, the swelling will probably need an ice pack just to control it. Let me take a look at your head." You signalled him to lean forward so you could take a look at the back of his head. He did so, as you brushed his hair aside to examine his head you couldn't see anything bad so you backed away. "There's nothing there so maybe just take a rest. I can take you- Namjoon?"

All of a sudden Namjoon placed his hand on his hand and he dropped forward slightly. "Namjoon are you ok?"

"I think maybe.. I hit my head a bit harder then I thought." He mumbled, gently leaning up with his eyes shut. You put a hand on his shoulder to steady him.