A/N: It's been a while since my last fanfic.
I wrote this for Namgi's 8th year anniversary HAHAHA.

This story will include:
-Namgi
-Soft stuff~
-cliché shit
-listen to the song (HOME) above for feels?

Enjoy!

Written on: Nov 13, 2018
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Namjoon's POV

It was around 12:45 pm. I was in the airport getting ready for my flight to America in just several minutes. I made sure I bought all my stuff with me.

Airplane Tickets? Check.
Passport? Check. Not losing that again after last time.
Luggage? Check.
Money? Check.
Other necessary documents? Check.
Cellphone?

Wait...where is my phone?

I checked all my pockets, my hand carry bag, and my surroundings. Nope. No cellphone.

I felt panic rush through me, but what do I expect? I always tend to forget things.

"Looking for this?" A voice called. I turned around and saw Yoongi, my best friend, holding my phone.

I sighed with relief. "Oh thank goodness you have it."

"Namjoon, you're always forgetting things." He gently scolded. "Fortunately for you, I'm always here to find it for you."

I smiled. "Man I'm going to miss you so much."

"Then don't leave." Yoongi said directly. "Are you really going to put our 8 years as housemates to waste?"

"You know I can't hyung." It hurts me that I have to leave him, but it has to be done. We have been leaving in the same house for 8 years now.

I checked the time. It was almost time for my flight and I still need to check in.

"I got to get going hyung." I said. I pulled him into one last hug before I turned away.

"Wait." A cold hand wrapped itself around mine. It was Yoongi's "Before you go... I have something for you."

I was about to respond when Yoongi stood on his tip toes and sealed my lips with a kiss. I almost jolted from surprise. The kiss was gentle... hyung's lips were surprisingly so soft. This wasn't what I expected.

He pulled away and whispered to my ear. "I like you Namjoon... love you even."

I just looked at him, dazed. He bit his lip nervously. "You should go now Namjoon. Don't miss your flight."

And with that, he walked away. Not looking back at me. It was as if I was in a trance because I couldn't get myself to move away or look away from his retreating figure.

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It's been 3 months since the kiss. 3 months since I last saw Yoongi.

I couldn't stop thinking about what happened. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I lost focus on everything because I kept going back to that moment.

Yoongi hyung... loves me?

Why was I so blind that I didn't see it?

Since when? And why?

Why did he confess to me just then? When I left?

My heart beat fast. It has been like this since that day. This is all that has been in my mind these days, for three whole months.

But the thought that really scares me was...

Why didn't I realize until now that... I had feelings for him as well?

I had tried talking to him about this by calling him and messaging him, but he ignores me. It hurts and bothers me greatly that we don't talk anymore.

I missed him as hell.

Yoongi... you drive me crazy.

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One day, I heard the doorbell to my new apartment ring. I reluctantly got up and opened the door.

To my surprise it was Yoongi.

By the look of his face I could tell he wasn't the only one who had sleepless nights thinking about everything that happened to us before I left.

"Namjoon..."

"Yoongi... hyung..." I muttered. I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what to say.

I pulled him into a hug. I hugged him so tightly and I didn't want to let go. "I missed you so much hyung."

"I missed you too." I could tell from his voice that he was crying, and that made me start tearing up as well.

"You have no idea how much you drove me crazy."

"And You don't have a clue on how much hell I have been when you left me."

"I'm sorry hyung. I regretted leaving you so much. And I'm so sorry for being so blind and stupid." I said, crying harder now.

He paused before replying. "Don't be sorry. I knew you had to leave and you're not blind or stupid. I'm the one who should be sorry for ignoring you. I didn't know what to say... or what to do... or how to act after that... you know."

There was a pause. We were just standing there, hugging each other until he broke the silence.

He voice was a soft and gentle whisper. "I love you Namjoon."

"Hyung..." I whispered back. "I realized that...I loved you as well."

"Took you long enough Pabo." I could hear in his voice that he was smiling. I chuckled.

I was the one who kissed him first this time. It was just like the kiss last time, only with more passion. Yoongi's lips were as soft as I remembered them. He wrapped his arms around my neck and I wrapped mine around his waist.

Neither one of us wanted to break off the kiss, but unfortunately human beings needed to breathe.

"By the way... I decided to move on with you in here now." Yoongi declared.

I laughed. "You sure don't want to put that 8 years to waste."

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This sucked. I'm sorry :C

I didn't know how to end or start this story. And I feel like I repeated the same thing over and over.

But eh, HAPPY NAMGI 8 YEAR ANNIVERSARY HAHAHAH