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(A/n: Thank you all so much for 20k reads in this book! It means so much to me! M/n and Namjoon's outfits are up above. I hope you enjoy and I hope you have a wonderful day/night! ☀️🌈💕)

Requested by: @StraykidsMemeHacker

Trigger warning: Insecurity. The hardest things we have to face in our lives is self-worth and self-love. We are all different from one another, and that's perfectly okay. We are human. We were made to be different from one another. If we all looked the same, things would be confusing, we wouldn't know who was who. We are all unique and beautiful in our own ways, inside and out. You are you, not anyone else.
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M/N's P.O.V

My small hands gripped Namjoon's soft black vest as he walked down the long school hallway.

I felt bad he had to carry me down so many hallways, but if, I tried to walk, my legs would probably give out from so much running.

"I'm so sorry..." I mumbled, my head gently laying on his shoulder as my arms were wrapped around his neck.
"What's there to apologize for?" He asked, glancing down at me as he held me securely in his arms.

I looked into his dark brown eyes, confusion filled them as he looked at me.

"You have to carry me all the way to the nurse's office. I'm probably really heavy, I'm sorry." I whispered, closing my eyes to keep the tears from falling.

I've always been a bit insecure about myself. I tried to think positively about myself, but it's so hard.

"No, you're not heavy. You're beautiful the way you are, (M/n). Don't ever think like that again." He objected, his voice soft and gentle as if I was a fragile child, that would cry at any moment.

Which was probably true, in my case. I've always been a very sensitive kid.

I softly sighed, hesitatingly opening my eyes, scared to see the anger, his dark brown eyes probably held. "I'm sorry." I shyly whispered, tears threatening to fall from my (e/c) eyes.

"There's no need to apologize, just don't say that again. You're beautiful, inside and out, (M/n)." He spoke, his entire face soften as he gazed down at me.

He smiled softly, showing off his adorable dimples as he ruffled my thick (h/c) hair.
I softly smiled at him, he's so adorable. It felt like my heart skipped a beat whenever I looked at him. He's so smart, kind, adorable, the list of things goes on and on. He's the exact definition ethereal and talented.
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(A/n: Literally, every member of BTS!)
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My grip slightly tightening on his shirt, sorrow filled me at the thought of him, as well. What if he's straight? What if he doesn't want to be my friend anymore if he finds out I like him? What if he doesn't like homosexuals?

I felt tears begin to slip from my eyes, this day has been so mentally exhausting, I don't know how much more I can handle.
"Let it all out, I'm here for you. You can't keep everything bottled up, (M/n)." He gently spoke, wiping away the tears I could hold in anymore.
I hadn't even realized he had stopped walking and sat me down on one of the comfy chairs, outside of the nurse's office.
"W-What?" I asked, looking over at him as he sat down next to me. "When?"

Tears continuing to fall down my cheeks, I desperately tried to wipe them away, but they only came back.
"I stopped because we're here and I wanted t know what's wrong." He answered, reaching a hand up to my face and gently wiping away my tears.
"I-I..." I began, all this crying had taken all my energy. I was trying my best to stay awake, not wanting to leave Namjoon without an answer, but my eyelids grew heavier and heavier, by the second.
"(M/n)!" His deep voice yelled as everything turned black.

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(A/n: Don't worry there will be a part three! I hope you enjoyed! I deeply apologize for any mistakes, it's very late where I'm from! ☀️✨💛 )
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