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"What's wrong? Come in."

"Uhm..no..no, you need to come with me. Hope you don't mind..am I disturbing you?" I shook my head.

"Not at all. let's go to your room then."
After we get inside he quickly locks the room, making me uncertain.

He stands in front of me grabbing the end of his shirt "What is it?"

He sighs and takes the piece of clothing off, which catches me off guard. I take few steps back getting tensed. "W-what are you doing?"

He turns his back without any word and lets out a painfully loud squeak. I have my mouth hung open at the tattoos all over his back and biceps.

They look insanely hot, not going to lie.

"What on earth.."

"My friends made me do this mess and I'm doomed. If dad sees this, rest in peace me." I press my lips together suppressing my laugh.

"What you want me to do? These tats are clearly unerasable."

"Well, you're the one I can ask for help. Back up my ass please, please, please." He pleads clasping his hands together.

"Okay but why would you get snakes tattooed on your back?"

"I.. actually it was a dare and I had to complete, of course."

"Is that all? damnit! You scared me." I blurt out.

He smirks raising one eyebrow at me, walking closer "Did you expect something else huh, lil sis?"

"Namjoon, ew stop! what are you.."

He abruptly stops midway and let out an ugly laugh causing his face go red. I stand in confusion with furrowed brows.

"Y/n.. look at your.. at your face.. you didn't.." He wheezes after almost every word.

"I'm.. I was kidding! Lord Y/n, you're more coward than courage the cowardly dog."

"Namjoon, you dipshit!" I stomp on the ground, ready to leave his room in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry! hey!! I.. I was messing with you, also I'm more into men so chill." His wheezy laugh causing me more embarassment.

"Why did you do that!! Save your own ass. I'm not helping you."

"Yow!! No, please! I was just playing!! oh god! please, help me or Dad will kill my ass." He exclaims.

"Alright chill. I'm letting it slide this one time. If you mess with me ever again, before dad, I'll cut your ass cheeks."

"Okay calm down. Geez, ya nasty for reading those incest stories."

"What!" He quickly closes the door on my face.

I check all the windows and doors and head to bed after wishing Joon night. He is facetiming his boyfriend; I decide not to be a third wheel.

I lay on the bed and my thoughts automatically drifted to my nightmare.

It seemed like a living nightmare. The pictures in my head made me feel vexed a little.

"You haven't slept yet? I'm sorry I got home late again." I see a face peaking behind my door, which I figured to be Namjoon.

"What? We just saw eachother few minutes ago."

"Wha.." He holds his words in his throat, his eyeballs shaky and exhales loudly before responding.

"You aren't taking your meds again, are you?"

"I hate those tablets. They taste awful."

"Please, take them before going to sleep. It's getting worse."

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