Call Out My Name
pairing: hero!joon x villain!reader
genre: angst, hero au, 18+
summary: Local hero, RM, calls out your name, not your alias.
wc: 1k
warnings: crimes (mostly theft), fighting, violence, reader has fireballs that shoot from her hands, mention of death
date: September 12, 2024
Three years you’d been fighting the irksome RM, in his black hero costume that showed off his amazing pecs.
Three long years of fighting over your crimes, your desire for more, your desire to win.
Time after time RM had come to stop you. It seemed he’d find you at the drop of a dime, always there even before the cops were called or the alarms blared in annoyance to ruin your scheme.
You paid it no mind. Your eyes were set on sparkling jewels, loaded bank vaults, and the jets of the rich and famous. Stacks and stacks of cash fill one of your homes by the sea, a secret destination only you knew about.
RM arrives at the rooftop as the blades from your acquired helicopter make it hard to hear anything except the blaring of the alarms from the bank store ten floors below. You’re so close to your escape, your sidekick sitting in the helicopter waiting for you before he takes off. Time is ticking, he won’t wait forever.
You toss the money bags toward him, ignoring RM’s shouts for you to cease.
“That doesn’t belong to you!” He shouts and you barely make out the words over the helicopter blades.
“Everything can belong to me if I take it, sweetheart,” you grin as you prepare to step into the helicopter to your escape.
RM throws his rope with the grappling hook at the end and catches your villain suit, tugging you toward him.
What a fool.
You knew better than to turn your back on an enemy.
What a rookie mistake.
Your body soars through the air but you spin and catch yourself on your fingertips, much like a cat landing on its feet. You’re agile, able to slink unnoticed most of the time but RM is always at the right place at the wrong time.
Something about him has always struck a chord inside you. That’s possibly why you did your best not to harm him too roughly. He had a strong physique but his heart seemed tender, especially when it came to you. He always softened his punches when it came to a fistfight.
“You always have to ruin my plans, RM! This is the last time you do,” you announce as you rip the hook and toss it over the edge of the building. Your heels click as they cross the distance between you, your eyes locked on his.
RM huffs, his arm blocking the punch you try to land. You curse, immediately going for another punch before the two of you fight and land blows against his concrete chest.
“Is that the best you’ve got?” RM goads as he dodges a punch and then a kick to the shin. You growl, ducking and diving to avoid his hits.
You flip back twice and then forward once. You need to distract him long enough to get into the air.
RM approached you but you flipped forward as he took steps backward to avoid your kicks and the fireballs aimed at him.
He teeters on the edge of the building, losing his balance and falling off the roof.
You watch in horror, frozen in your spot. You never meant to kill him.
Your name fills the air in a terrified shout. Not your villain alias, your real name. Your heart thunders in your ears as your name is called out once more.
You approach the edge of the building. RM grips the edge, his body dangling as he looks up at you with a pleading look. His grip loosens, he looks down, his fingers slipping off the edge as he meets your gaze one last time.
His hand lets go.
You catch him by the hand before he can plummet.
“You know my name,” You state as you pull him over the edge and onto the roof. The helicopter blades grow louder as your sidekick takes off leaving you behind, but you don’t give a damn as you stare at those deep brown eyes that make your heart flip.
“I’ve always known your name,” Namjoon responds as he removes his mask. “How could I not?”
Your childhood friend stands before you, his dark hair falling over his eyes. Those familiar dragon eyes that make your heart skip a beat.
“You knew,” you whisper as you fall to your knees. Your hands tremble as you place them on your lap. Your crimes had almost led to your best friend's death.
Namjoon watches you intently, approaching you. He throws his mask as far away as possible. You can’t face him. You won’t.
You rise to your feet, running away from him.
Namjoon calls out your name, but you don’t stop running. You jump from one building to the next with him hot on your tail.
“Please,” he grips your arms when he finally catches you. “Don’t run from me.”
“You could have died!” you screech, tears rolling down your cheeks. “You almost died! I almost lost you, Joon!”
“But you didn’t! Okay?! You didn’t. I’m right here,” Namjoon holds you tighter, pulling you into his broad chest as you sob. Your arms wrap around him as he rubs your back. “I’m right here.”
“I’m sorry,” you cry. “I’m so, sorry.”
“Shh,” Namjoon hushes you as he holds you.
“How long did you know?” you ask in between hiccups as you wipe your eyes.
“Since you first ran out of the house with your mask in your hand. You stole that black diamond from the museum downtown.” Namjoon shakes his head.
“Why didn’t you stop me?”
“Because I love you,” Namjoon answers honestly. “I’ve always loved you.”
You’re left speechless.
Namjoon doesn’t expect an answer from you as he takes a step back.
“You can’t have your life of crime and me. It’s one or the other,” Namjoon states firmly as he heads to the edge of the building.
“Namjoon!” you shout, chasing after him.
Namjoon smiles, “Just call out my name when you’ve decided.”
“Don’t go!” You yell, new tears pooling in your eyes.
He doesn’t stop, instead he throws himself over the building. You scream his name as you race to the edge, your heart dropping to your feet before you see Namjoon land on his feet and take off down the road.
“Namjoon,” you whisper. “I choose you. I’ll always choose you.”