𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱 & 𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗻 ✓

🖤✨chap.10✨🖤

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"I knew it was bad."

"Shut up." Namjoon comments, folding his clothes.

Jackson just sighs, leaning on the doorframe. "Joon, why the hell did you call him to begin with? You know how your system goes."

"I called him because he's known for growing up with Yoongi. They're like brothers and he knows how heart broken I was about him in the past."

Jackson suddenly snatched the shirt that Namjoon was about to fold, glaring. "Asshole. You had my shirt." He crossed his arms.

Namjoon scoffs, getting another shirt. "I told you about my whole life when I got out, Jack. I don't have to explain every damn time we talk. I'm tired of it."

Jackson sighs. He stopped leaning on the doorframe and walked over to the taller male, sitting down beside him. He stopped Namjoon from folding his clothes, grabbing the basket he had and moving it away from him and placing it on the floor. Namjoon tightened his jaw, lowering his eyes to his lap.

"Namjoon."

"You're going to tell me I can't meet up with him, right?"

"No."

Namjoon looks at him. "No?"

Jackson nods, looking at him too. "I'm not just your caretaker. I'm your roommate. And your friend."

His brows curled. "Jack."

"Joon."

"You're really letting me see him again?"

Jackson nods. "I trust you."

"I don't believe you."

"Well, believe it now." Jackson gets up from the edge of the bed, walking back under the doorframe. "I don't lie to you. I'm blunt, remember?"

Namjoon scoffs, shaking his head. "Whatever."

Jackson rolled his eyes and left the bedroom. Namjoon watched him leave, sighing.

Yoongi left his room, walking downstairs to get himself a drink. Dohwan fluttered his eyes, looking up from his dishes to see the boy wearing his cute little pjs. His piercings, black hair with a pure pink T-shirt and his grey sweats? He's still a cutie patootie to Dohwan and he still has his little cute side.

"Good afternoon." Dohwan spoke.

"How come you're not at work?" Yoongi walks up to the fridge, opening it up.

"I took the day off to get some stuff cleaned."

Yoongi knits his brows, closing the fridge. "You can't hire a maid?"

Dohwan sighs. He's in his unusual mood. "I like to do things on my own. I feel lazy if I hire one."

The boy scoffs, getting himself a cup and filling up the glass of fruit punch. Dohwan decides to move his hands away from the sink and took off his gloves, walking over to the coffee table in the living room. He grabbed a random envelope that oddly had Yoongi's name on it.

Dohwan walked over to the boy. "This is for you."

Yoongi blinks, looking at the envelope. "From who?"

"It doesn't say. Just your name."

Yoongi closed the fridge door, softly grabbing the letter and knitted his brows. "Who would anonymously send a letter to me?"

"You'll find out when you read it." Dohwan comments, walking back to the sink and putting his gloves on.

Yoongi sighs, grabbing his cup and walking over to the living room and sitting in the couch, putting his cup down on the coffee table. He swiftly started to open the envelope, taking out the notebook paper that's in it.

Yoongi,
Please meet me at the park on the 18th. At 21:00 o'clock. I would like to return something to you.
-N

Yoongi knits his brows from the odd letter. It's still anonymous to him. Whose name even starts with N? He just rolls his eyes, folding the paper back up and putting it in the envelope. Stupid piece of paper. I don't trust it at all.

"What did it say?" Dohwan couldn't help to ask.

Yoongi looked at him, tossing the paper on the coffee table, getting up from the couch and grabbing his drink. "It's useless." He walked up to his stairs, going back to his room.

Dohwan knits his brows, walking over to the coffee table and picks up the envelope. He opens it up and takes out the paper to read it himself. Once he unfolds it and read it, he curled his brows.

"This is important, not useless." He mumbles to himself.

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