Different Arrangement |NamJin

Namjoon felt different when heard his phone ring inside his pocket. He dig it out. Lines suddenly forming in his forehead when he saw the caller i.d. in the screen.

Dad calling...


'What does he want?' He said in his mind. He just sigh and answer the call. "What is it dad?" his voice sound so bored and uninterested.

"Hello to you too son." Namjoon feel really irritated with his dad's sarcasm.

"Stop it Dad. Say what you want. I still have my paper works." he's walking through the hallway to reach the parking lot where he parked his car.

"Manners Namjoon." he knows that his dad doesn't like this type of attitude Namjoon's showing to him. "Okay dad. Please say it." Namjoon said with his insincere politeness.

"You need to be here on Friday. We need to say something important. And don't try to make any excuses Joonie." the irritation was replaced by anger. He knows that he will never win to his dad when he use this tone of his voice. He slammed his car door that caused a loud noise in the empty and quiet paking lot.

He doesn't want to come but he can't do anything about it. He need to follow his father or he will be dead. "Okay dad. Whatever you want. Bye." Namjoon didn't wait any reply from his dad and suddenly press the end button to cut their conversation before everything became worst.

All his plans to hang out with his two crazy friends Yoongi and Hoseok and get wasted will be ruined because of this stupid dinner that he was forced to attend. He is sure that he will very much enjoy the company of his friends in a noisy and crowded club than his parents.


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"Baby, what's with the face? You're not happy to see your mom that loves you so much huh?" his tried to cooed him but it will never work for Namjoon especially when his thinking about how Hoseok and Yoongi are getting wasted or making out to a stranger in a club right now while he's stuck with his annoying mom that thinks that he's a 8 years old boy and his dad that always getting on his nerve whenever they're talking.

"I'll just go to my room." he ran up to the stairs avoiding his mom.

He's just there. Appreciating the comfortable silence while staring in the ceiling. A buzz coming from his phone disturb the silence he was indulging. Namjoon looked in his phone and saw Yoongi's caller i.d. He press the green button on the screen. "Don't tell me you're already wasted and can't go home?" he knows that's not the situation. The tolerance of his friends with liquor are as high as the sky and will never gets wasted by this time. He know they just called, trying to tease him.

"Get your ass over here dude. You'll never regret it. Hot girls, drinks, music. You'll love it Namjoon." Hoseok's trying to convince him. "I can't dude. Family dinner." he said with regret in his voice. "Family dinner sucks bro. As if you're really close to your parents." Yoongi as always. Blunt and doesn't give a fuck about anything yet sensitive when it comes to his friends.

His friends knows the status of his relationship with his parents. "Whatever dude. Just be wasted. Be careful and don't take drugs." As he press the end button, Namjoon heard a knock on his room's door. "Sir, dinner is ready."


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"Son, how's school?" his mom is trying her best to lift the atmosphere. The dining room is filled by silence. Just the silverwares hitting against the plate are the only sound that can be heard across the dining room.

"Fine mom. Just load of work." Namjoon answered just looking down to his plate. Basically he's not interested about anything concerning his family. All he could think now is how wasted his friends are, while he's in a boring dinner.

"I though you're going to say something dad, mom?" Namjoon blurted. He doesn't want to have small talk with his mom. His concern now this that thing that they're going to say. He know it is important. His father will never spend time with him over a dinner without something important. ]

Suddenly he felt his chest is going to explode. He's trying to prepare his mind and thinking about worst things that his father can possibly say.

He looked to his dad trying to get answer. He looked straight to his eyes. "You'll be married."

He stays like that, trying to widen his chinky eyes while blinking stupidly. It feels like he was slapped really hard in the face. Moments later before he can find words from his mind to answer his father. "Excuse me?" he asked looking on his father's face.

"Stop that son, you look stupid. I know you heard me." his father said like he doesn't care at all. He's talking about marriage.. of his son. Yet he looked so chill about it.

"Seriously dad? Mom?" his gaze shift from his dad to his mom. Uneasiness and guilt are washing all over her. Namjoon knows she know something about this, yet she didn't stop his husband.

"You can't say no Joonie." Namjon's gaze are back to his dad, that still slicing the steak in his plate like theres nothing wrong. "Why dad?You know I don't like this kind of bullshit! You didn't even ask me if I want to be married?!" Namjoon is screaming in top of his lungs like he's talking to someone in the other side of the world.

"It's already planned son, you can't do anything about it." Namjoon can't believe to how his dad is very cool about it.

"Already planned? So you really think I will agree on this shit?!" he throws the knife and fork in his plate causing a loud noise across the room. Yet his dad still continued to slice the meat in his plate as if Namjoon is not there.

"No dad, I will never do it. You can't force me." the young man is decided to make his stand to refuse.

His father put down the silver wares, stand and look into his eyes. "Okay. Starting today, try to find a job that can pay for your expensive life son. We will never help you in everything. In exchange we'll never meddle on any of your business any more. In short. We will disown you as our son, as the heir of this company and let Jiho have everything." He felt that his feet is starting to be like jelly.

Jiho is his cousin and forever competition. He doesn't like the idea that Jiho will beat him and have everything that is from his parents. He also knows that any job will never be enough to pay bills and tuition.

Namjoon is used to have everything in his hands. With his parent's money and influence, he can have whatever he wants. He doesn't know hard to work to pay bills and buy a decent meal everyday. He knows nothing outside his family and university.

"Can you please stop this bullshit dad!" Namjoon feel he's already defeated by his Dad. It's too much. Too cruel for him to handle. "Language Namjoon. You can choose. It's all up to you." He's like a cruel ringmaster in a carnival trying to train his animal performer. The young man really want to punch his father right now and ring his finger to his neck.

"Choice your ass dad." he snorts.

Now he's trying to absorb all this bullshit that his dad said to him. He know he will not last long in the street. He can't imagine himself living in a small room with only ramen for dinner. He know that Yoongi and Hoseok will help him, but his pride can't take it. He can't imagine that he will be pitied by his friends and other people that knows who he is before.

"You will meet him soon." his dad added. He doesn't know if he just heard it wrong. "Again dad?" his heartbeat is racing like what he feel when he's running or watching a suspense movie. "You will meet him soon."

As Namjoon heard that, the last string of his patience to his dad finally snapped. "Are you fucking kidding me dad?! You want me to be married to a man? Fuck." Namjoon can't control his emotions especially his mouth. "Stop disrespecting your dad!" his mom shouted.

"He is Jeon Seokjin. His older than yo-"

"Can you fucking stop it old man?! Just shut the fuck up!" he shouted. "You're serious about this shit dad! I'm straight! Yet you want me to be married to a guy. Fuck this!" Namjoon wants to turn the table upside down. He want to hurt his dad and throw everything.

"Language young man. You're being disrespectful!" his dad shouted back. His glare can kill someone. "Respect? Wow that. The last person in this house that can talk about that is you! You want to teach how to respect you yet you can't do it to me?! I am your son, you don't even ask me if I want it! Fuck you dad."

They're both looking in each other's eyes like they're going to attack anytime. "That's your responsibility as the heir of this company. You should do your part!"

"I never ask any of this!" Namjoon know he can't stop. He doesn't want the feeling of a loser especially to a family member.

"I will never agree to this. I'll just find a job to support myself. Forget me as your son. I don't care. I will also forget that I have parents that want me to be a gay and marry a guy. You're good for nothing parents!" And by that Namjoon stormed out of the room. He collect his phone and keys and start dialling Yoongi's number.

"Where are you?" he asked as soon as Yoongi answer his phone. "Same place bro. How's your happy family dinner bro?" it's the irony of what he meant.

"Fuck you hyung."






As soon as he came to the club, he quickly grabbed a bottle of beer and drink it in half in one go. "Woah dude, easy." Yoongi snatched the bottle to Namjoons hands. The younger didn't know what to think, what to feel.

"Care to tell?" Yoongi carefully asked. He want to know what really happened but he don't want to force Namjoon to speak. He know something terrible happen for Namjoon drink half of the bottle in one go.

"They're forcing me to marry someone hyung." Namjoon said as he snatch his beer back from Yoongi. "Wow. Stereotypical rich shit dude." the elder snorts. He knows that Namjoon is having a really hard time dealing with his good-for-nothing parents everytime, and now this. Like a cherry on top of all shit that they already gave to their son.

"You'll follow them?" he asked even him, starting to feel frustrated for his dongsaeng. "No hyung! never!" Namjoon hiss. He felt his hands shaking with the idea of marrying a man. And by that time, he finally made his decision to finally disobey his parents. He knows that his friends will help him. All he need to do is find a job and survive.

"Finally dude! You're a human now." Yoongi smiled, trying to lift the younger's spirit. "I don't give a shit anymore hyung. I just want to live for myself." Namjoon said as he gulp the last drop of his drink. Yoongi, shows his gummy smile and give Namjoon a reassuring pat. He's sure that he'll never let his dongsaeng be left alone.

"I'm happy for you bro. And for that! Drinks is on me!" he shout.

The three of them dance and drink all the liquor that they can handle, totally wasted. Ending up throwing up in the sidewalk. Thankfully, Namjoon manage to take a cab after Yoongi and Hoseok and got home in one piece.

All he can do now is lay in his bed and let his problem wait for tomorrow.



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Namjoon's father really did what he said. All Namjoon's card were all unavailable. The only money that all he have is the money that is in his personal account. That can pay for his needs for only few months and he doesn't know where the hell to get enough money to pay his bills and expenses in school.

"Hyung, do you know where I can find a job?" he ask Yoongi while they're having dinner in Yoongi's place. "I can lend you some money."

The elder said. "Aish! hyung. No I will not take your money. I just need to find a decent job to pay for my bills and other expenses. Don't worry I'll tell you if I really need money." He said. He's determined to be responsible for himself without the help of anyone.

"You destroy things kid. You're dangerous. No one will hire especially in restaurants. You'll tripped with your own feet and pour the dish you were holding to your guest." The elder tease. Namjoon tend to break everything that he touch or near with. He's careless ending up destroying things or hurting himself.

"You can be a tutor Namjoon. You're smart you can do that." Hoseok suggest. Namjoon know he can do that. He excel in every subjects that he takes, just too lazy to take it seriously. "Yeah. But that not enough to pay my bills and buy a decent meal Hoseok-ie." How can he pay all his expenses with the money that is from his schoolmates that is also broke but desperately need help.

"You do music right?" Yoongi suddenly asks. "I.. think so? I don't know." Namjoon surely can make good songs as his hobby, but not confident enough to show it to other people. "Are you done producing it?" the younger didn't know why his hyung is asking him about the thing he does for his own entertainment.

"Why hyung?" Namjoon asked with suspicion in his eyes. Yoongi smiled. "I have this friend that work on an entertainment label. I can give him your work and see it. They pay well for good songs dude. You can pay your bills if they'll like your songs."

Hope and anxiety are shown in Namjoon's face. Hope that he can survive this challenge using his own skill and anxiety to realize that all his hard work are worthless and just a piece of crap for some big entertainment label.

"Don't worry. Nothing to lose bro. Just give me your demo, I'll take care of everything." Yoongi assures him.

Namjoon is so thankful to have a friend like Yoongi and Hoseok in times like this, even though he doesn't show his gratefulness to his friends.

"Thanks hyung."

Namjoon isn't sure what's going to happen in the future. But he know, he'll never let his father lead his life like a puppet doll.

Notes

Hi everyone. This is my fan fiction for all you NamJin shippers out there. I just discover this website and tried to post my on going story here. There's nothing to lose right? By the way, thank you in advance if anyone will read D.A. here. All my lovely readers are always welcome to join out family :) Hope you enjoy Different Arrangement and make you smile. I will always appreciate all the comments or anything that you huys will write in my story. Love lots!


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