"We regret asking you to be apart of our relationship! You damn slut!"
"Okay and? You should be honored that I'm still here considering I have a line miles long of people who want me."
Just your typical story about BTS being asshole boyfriends to Na...
To say Namjoon was struggling is an understatement. He was completely and utterly at a standstill. Him and Seung successfully managed to convert the extra guest room into a mini studio for Namjoon but that was only the beginning. Now Namjoon had to actually WORK to kickstart his new career. He didn't even take into consideration how the rest of the world would react to his sudden decision. BTS has been 7 for years and everybody knew that. How was he supposed to explain to Army how he decided to just up and leave the group without really explaining it? I mean, it's his business so why should he have to explain anyways? But at the same time, he doesn't need any rumors about him getting kicked out for doing something drastic floating around.
"I should've thought this through dammit!" Namjoon slammed his head against the desk and whimpered in pain. Yet another thing he should've thought through before doing it. "148 IQ my ass." He lifted his head up enough to rub his forehead with a pained groan.
"Namjoon." Here comes Seung, appearing out of thin air to easily solve yet another problem Namjoon is dealing with. Figures. "You need to relax. I know you're scared about how everybody will react but if they truly supported you, they would understand."
Namjoon knew Seung was right. Even if the group had to split up, Army would still support him right? They would understand that there were some underlying issues that he just couldn't ignore right? They would want him to be happy right?
"But what if they don't? What if they hate me for leaving BTS? What if they blame me for BTS falling apart? Seung, I just can't handle that..." Namjoon has always had faith in Army but he just couldn't help but overthink the whole situation.
"Joonie listen, this is your chance to prove to those assholes that you don't need them. Your chance to show them exactly what they lost. So take the chance!"
Namjoon perked up a little and looked up at Seung with a gentle smile. "You always know what to say huh?" Filled with new determination, Namjoon grabbed his notebook along with his pencil and flipped open to a fresh page.
Seung gave a small thumbs up before silently leaving the room as to not cause a distraction for his friend.
By the time dinner rolled around, Namjoon had already written a new song. Sure, the lyrics were a little petty...okay maybe they were VERY petty but he kept names a secret at least! He wouldn't dare to bluntly leak the failed relationship between the 7 of them. That'll cause too much drama for anybody to handle.
"Soooo how's the song going Joonie? Can I see it?" Seung teasingly judged Namjoon's side with his elbow before looking back to his plate of food.
Namjoon laughed and rolled his eyes with a quiet snort. "I finished the lyrics already. I may or may not have called it Your Bullshit so I'm pretty sure you already know what it's about." Joon gave Seung a side glance and had to stop himself from snorting again. Seung had the biggest, shit-eating grin on his face.
"Now I would normally try to steer you away from being petty but I'm going to ignore my usual morals and say that I fully support this song Joonie."
After dinner, Seung suggested that Namjoon makes himself his own social media accounts. Since it's pretty obvious that Namjoon could no longer use the BigHit account. Namjoon hesitated at first but ultimately agreed to it, making an Instagram and a Twitter. With a little bit of begging from Seung, Namjoon requested to be verified on both accounts before he finally started getting ready for bed. With his feelings written out on paper, he felt a little bit better than he did earlier. He laid down and pulled the blanket up to his chin, Seung's words buzzing in his head.
"Show them what they lost"
And that's exactly what Namjoon planned on doing. That Angela bitch has nothing on him.
The next morning, Namjoon slowly peeled his eyes open, groaning at the sunlight flooding his room. It was too damn bright...but once the memories of last night started returning to him, he sat up in bed instantly. He aimlessly groped for his phone and glanced at his Instagram account first. As suspected, Instagram had verified him but he wasn't ready for the 1k followers already. The anxiety instantly started rising. If that many people already found his account, would the rumors start now? So early on? He knew he shouldn't have made the damn accounts! Either way, he went to check his Twitter and it the same result as his Instagram. With a sigh, he turned his phone off and fell back on the bed, covering his eyes. He knew this would end up really bad if he didn't clarify a few things.
"Definitely need to stop by BigHit today." Namjoon slid out of bed in a not very graceful way but at least he didn't break anything. He grabbed his phone again once he heard a notification. He looked at the screen and sighed. He knew BigHit would contact him but he didn't know it would be this quick. To make a long story short, they emailed him saying he could explain vaguely what happened but not go into further details. Namjoon decided to just get it over with and made a quick tweet.
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Setting his phone back down, Namjoon rubbed his eyes. He needed a break already and the day just started. Dragging himself out of his room, the rapper decided to just take a bath. Soaking in some nice, bubble filled warm water seemed nice right about now. He left his phone in the bedroom and locked himself in the bathroom. If he had taken his phone with him, he would've have witnessed the onslaught of freaked out comments, retweets, and posts that he was tagged in. There were even tweets and Instagram posts with BigHit tagged, demanding a more detailed explanation. Everybody was baffled at the sudden development. The bond BTS had seemed unbreakable and they couldn't even begin piecing together what had happened to make Namjoon leave. Even the Armys who constantly made theories was at a lost. What had pushed their beloved Namjoon to leave?
