freckles

* chapter eighty five *

"I can't I can't lose him." Claudette held onto Taehyung tightly, her chest tight, trying to breathe. "Taehyung please I can't-"

"You need to breathe Claudette." Taehyung held her hands. "Claudette, breathe."

She shook her head, looking away. "I can't it's hard I can't-"

"Breathe with me Baby. Come on. In, out." Taehyung held her face, making her look him in the eyes. "In, and out. There you go Clauds, you're breathing."

"Namjoon-"

"Focus on breathing. Focus on my breaths." Taehyung put his forehead against hers, closing his eyes. "Let's do a big breath, okay?"

Claudette nodded, keeping her eyes closed and holding onto Taehyung tightly, trying to ground herself. She can't pass out. She can't. She can't have them worrying about her so much.

"I don't want to lose him." She whispered, tears falling down her face.

"I know Clauds." Taehyung hugged her tightly. "I know."

It's been...
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"Namjoon." Jin knocked on his studio door. "It's been four days."

"I showered yesterday if that's what you're concerned about." Namjoon barely had the strength to speak anymore.

"You open this door right now or I'll kick it down myself."

Namjoon didn't even bother standing up. He pushed off from the desk, letting the wheels of his chair do all the work. "Hi." He looked up at Jin before scooting back to his computer.

"That's the banana that Claudette gave you." Jin commented, noticing the object in Namjoon's hand immediately.

"I was gonna break it, but I cried instead." Namjoon said blatantly, weakly holding the wooden banana. "No one has ever gifted me a wooden banana before. Who would've thought, a banana. I love the way her mind works. I love... I love." Namjoon's voice cracked, tears pooling at his eyes again.

"Namjoon." Jin crouched down in front of him while Namjoon tried to swallow his sadness, his hand rubbing the bottom half of his face. "You can't keep living like this."

"Why not?" Namjoon asked, forcing his eyes on Jin. "My girlfriend hates me."

"She doesn't hate you Namjoon."

"Well I haven't talked to her in four days! And the last time I did, she told me to suck her dick." Namjoon laughed at himself, mocking himself, his tired self going insane. "She doesn't even have a dick."

"You're going to seriously hurt yourself if you stay in here any longer." Jin kept himself cool, stern. This man needed to be brought to earth once again. "You refuse to eat, you only drink coffee, and you won't even sleep."

"I'm working." Namjoon took a long blink.

Jin looked over at his computer. "You're spelling Claudette's name through Minecraft."

"Because I miss her!"
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"I miss him Taehyung." Claudette whispered, staring at the wall. "I miss Namjoon."

"Talk to him." Taehyung urged, Claudette shaking her head.

"He'll just yell at me again." Claudette closed her eyes and shook her head. "I don't want him to be angry at me."

Taehyung hated what he was going to say... but he needed to.

"You need to go to him." Taehyung told her, Claudette taking a shaky breath. "He isn't doing well."

"What do you mean?" Claudette slowly looked to Taehyung.