"Brothers forever huh!" Namjoon scoffed. His dry eyes trained on the small dewdrops on his fogged glass window. A sick gurgle of chuckles erupted from his chest, soon reducing into painful screams of grief.
Namjoon doubled over his fancy piece of carpet. His head cradled in his hands and his eyes overflowing with pain.
"I held you like a brother yet," the soaring pain transformed into raging flames of hatred "...yet you betrayed me"
He thrashed around with his hurting head in his hands, craving for that soft touch, longing for those fingers to ease his agony, with that same intensity of kindness and affection.
"Why?" he shrieked with agony.
"Why can't I forget that bastard? Why does he live in my mind... why?" he questioned himself, feeling his sanity fleeing with each passing second.
His head throbbed intensely. He managed to step inside his room, doubling over with panging headache. And managed to pop a pain killer in his mouth.
His ragged breaths eased as the creases on his forehead slowly soften. The sweat over his pale skin trickled down. He took a deep breath in before breaking into a helpless weeping mess.
"why" He whispered to himself, horror was evident in his hushed voice. "why can't I..."
His eyes trained on the lazy dews on his foggy glass window, portraying a beautiful face with an ugly smirk, haunting his mind since...well then.
His enraged breathes were caged in his lungs as he lounged at the delusional portrait of seokjin on his fogged glass window and with a loud bang, he crashed the glass into sharp shreds.
His raging fist was now pierced with long sharp glass and soon his expensive carpet started to absorb his pain just as his elegant room was dwelling his wrathful screams.
He, at last, fell on the soft carpet, with his bleeding fist close to his heart, his lips trembled painfully as the evil smiling image of Jin haunted his conscious once again.
"why?" his lips trembled as broken breaths escaped his tired form.
A fleeting image of a beautiful girl smiled at him.
"What have you done Seokjin? " he questioned again. He was losing his consciousness.
She was not alone, he saw a dark shadow of a friend who backstabbed him, behind that angel.
And the pain was nothing compared to what Namjoon felt at that time, his clenched fist raised as his heart filled with hurt and wrath.
"by god Kim Seokjin" he swears on that hideous name " I swear to god that I will avenge her, I will make you die a pain full death, so painful that even the devil will shudder at your sight."
AN: please be ok joonie 😣😣😣 we love you
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