The Black Parade

Chapter 11

Jin stared at the sillouhette of his husband from across the hall, forehead wrinkled with worry. His usually strong hubby, full of confidence and humble strength,  stared blankly at the living room fire from the couch, eyes dead and chafed from crying too much, golden skin pale and shaky. Something or someone had sucked the life out Namjoon and it  Was driving Jin insane with worry. He had asked him multiple times  about what happened that day with Jihoon but Namjoon just started sobbing whenever he saw Jin. Seokjin sighed in worry. This is getting out of hand. He was going out there was going to ask Namjoon what happened; if it Didn't work he will call a therapist. He thought to himself, as he walked up to Namjoon.
"Namjoon.?" he asked out loud. "Joon. Joon-ah." he asked again.
"Joonie are you listening to me? Babe? Is it me You're being like this? Did I do something wrong? Are you mad at me? Babe. Speak to me please. Im sorry. I love u stupid. Say something. What really happened. I want to help. I cant stnd watching you detoriate away like this. This hurts. Im hurt. So hurt. You have begun to get so distan from me. You never tell me whats on your mind. Or when you suddenly disappear. Or come home. I dont know anything. All I know is that I miss you. So much. Please come back to me. Give me my Joonie back. I miss him. I miss his eyes, his smile, his goofy laugh and crazy invention ideas. How much he loves me, how amazing he is, how he wants to have kids someday. Oh god... "
By now tears had started pouring out from his eyes. His Husband remained quite and unmoving. Almost like he was dead....
Picnicking Jin quickly shook Namjoons shoulders, as though he was waking him up from the dead...
But the head of the dummy that was screwed on fell off from the rigorous shaking, revealing a dummy dressed in his husbands clothes. And a note attached to his husbands blue shirt. Jin stared at the scene in sheer horror and confusion, thousand thoughts racing his brain.   Shakily his hands reached out and took the pin off the note, immediately recognizing his husbands messy scrawl. It read:

To the best thing that ever happened to me, my beautiful Jin;
If you are reading this letter I assume you already know I'm not here. And it pains me to do this like this but like the pathetic coward I am, I just couldn't face you. You probably are wondering why I didnt say anything to you. Why I kept my self away from your warmth. Truth is it hurt me more, to walk away. Trust me I didnt want to do this but I have to. Its what best for both of us.  That day Jihoon came to me with conditions.  He is yoongis younger half-brother. His father is also running Against Kim Gunghyeo. With this information we have, they can use it to win the elections. Yoongi can be freed. I will get my job back. They want me to give a speech for the truth to come out.  However,  they cannot let a openly homosexual man stand on the mic for the announcement. That is why I am forced to let us go. Im so sorry love. It breaks my heart. But as soon as this is over, I will try to find a way to get us back together Again. So please,  dont give up on me. I will be back. Just hold on love. Please. I love you.
Yours shamefully, Namjoon.

Seokjin crumbled on the floor in a puddle of tears, even before he finished the letter. The gut wrenching screams echoed throughout the empty house, that was once his home with his lover. It lay bare and broken, like his heart now, without his Namjoon.