Broken Mirrors [IN PROGRESS]

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TW: THIS DOES MENTION SUICIDE AND SELF HARM IF YOUR SENSITIVE TO THAT PLEASE CLICK OFF!

The rest of the time we just talked and talked about our complicated lives.

"Anyways," Namjoon says slight tiredness filling his voice. He was finally done writing about something after a couple of hours of us doing our own thing. "I'm done what are you two doing?"

"Studying." I flip the next page of my book.

"I'm drawing." Jungkook unattentively retorts.

"That's literally all you do." Namjoon rolls his eyes jokingly at me.

"Yeah, she's been staring at her laptop and book for the last two hours," Jungkook chimes as he laughs.

"Well I'm sorry some people actually need to study for tests, exams, quizzes, and do homework instead of doing nothing!" I yell completely annoyed by them bothering me.

They both stare at me in surprise.

"I'm sorry, it's just been overwhelming for me lately." I quietly duck my head in embarrassment at my sudden outburst.

"Y/N, are you okay?" Namjoon asks concerned. "I mean ever since I met you it feels as if your whole life surrounds studying, maybe it's better to have a couple of breaks now and then."

"I don't know anymore. I feel pressured to do so much in my life and everything takes so much work just because I don't have the same normal mirrors as everyone else." I sigh. "I really do hate my life."

"Don't say that," Jungkook says.

"But you don't understand Jungkook."

"I do Y/N," Namjoon tells me getting off his chair and sitting beside me. His cologne was infiltrating his noise, a mint smell. I could feel his shoulder on mine. I scooted over away from him a little.

Control yourself Y/N.

"I understand what your feeling but you need to give yourself some slack. You always work hard and I believe you can do what you want. I really look up to you." He smiles at me observing my face and looking at me up and down.

I could feel my cheeks heating up and I look the other way.

"Thank you Namjoon." I try to say without stuttering.

He innocently smiles at me and goes back to his chair.

Why does he do that to me?

"Anyways what's up with you Jungkook?" He crosses his arms behind his back as he leans on his chair.

Jungkook began to explain about his rather privileged life, apparently, he himself has a younger sister who is in a mental health hospital.

"I feel so guilty. She's tried to cut herself several times. She has depression and an eating disorder." He went on his voice breaking. "She could've died."

"I'm really sorry," I say to him. I'm not sure what I could say really to make him feel better. I've never been good with that type of stuff.

"No it's fine, she's in a hospital now. She's supposed to be there for a month." He smiles a little but I could tell her feels sad that she's gone. "I never got along with her so maybe that's why it hurts a lot."

"At least she's getting help, she'll feel better," Namjoon says trying to comfort him.

"I know, but all she has been doing is talking about this guy. I don't want to reveal his name since he's quite well known. I'm not sure how she even contacts him but she says she'll never be happy without him." Jungkook's voice ends silent his voice was quieter than how he normally speaks.

It must've been hard for him to talk about this.

"What's her name?" Namjoon asks suddenly.

"It's Jeon Jieun."

"She'll definitely feel better. Distracting her might help and let her talk about what's on her mind you know whenever you visit her." Namjoon advises.

Jungkook nods at the advice and does his bunny smile to Namjoon.

"Thank you, I don't know what I'd do without you."

He's so reliable.