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"Where's Namjoon?"
Taehyung looks up from his phone. "He should be with Yoongi."
"He's not there. I checked the bathroom and Yoongi said he was going to get something. He hasn't returned in over thirty minutes."
Jeongguk knits his brows. He quickly takes out his phone and went on it, dialing Namjoon's number and putting it up to his ear, hearing it ring. Taehyung stands up and walks over to him, curling his brows. Jeongguk had no answer, leaving to voicemail.
"Fuck." He moves his phone away from his ear. "He's not answering—babe, I'm gonna look for him." He shoves his phone back in his pocket. "Keep an eye on Yoongi for me, okay?"
"Gotcha. Go." Taehyung signals.
Jeongguk nods and starts jogging towards the elevator. He presses the button multiple times when he got to the elevator. It dings, the doors opening. Jeongguk mentally cursed because the elevator was crowded, making him turn towards the stairs, pushing the door open and running down them.
He finally got down to the first floor and jogged out of the hospital. Jeongguk stops, catching his breath once he found him. Namjoon's sitting on one of the stairs..three empty packs of cigarettes that's right beside him.
Jeongguk curls his brows and slowly walks down to him. "Hyung."
Namjoon ignores him, putting the cigarette up to his lips and inhaling. Jeongguk gets to the step that he's on, slowly sitting down on the stair beside him. Namjoon's bouncing his leg, looking off in the distance with his face drenched with dry tears. Jeongguk really didn't know what to say at his state of mind, knowing he's heart broken.
"Hyung?" Jeongguk repeats.
Namjoon scoffs, hanging his head low and just shaking his head. "Fuck off, why don't you...?"
Jeongguk curls his brows. "I really wanted to tell you."
Namjoon rolled his eyes, putting the cigarette back up to his lips. He just wanted to numb his pain. Every fucking pain he had in his body. Jeongguk didn't know what to say. He's really broken this time and it's the worst of all. He would've been trying to kill himself if he was in that state of mind.
Jeongguk flutters his eyes down. "I'm taking Yoongi back to Dohwan and Minho once he fully recovers. Since his state of mind is back to little, he should be around father figures to take care of him."
Namjoon doesn't reply, smoking his cigarette.
Jeongguk looks at him, softly sighing. "Do you want me to take you home?"
Namjoon ignores him again, blowing the smoke out.
Jeongguk slowly gets up from the stair. "Let's go back inside. It's going to rain soon."
"You better go inside then, hm." Namjoon mumbles up, putting the cigarette back up to his lips.
"Hyung."
"Just fuck off, will you?"
Jeongguk flutters his eyes down. "Fine. I'll leave you alone. Don't go anywhere."
Namjoon rolls his eyes, lifting the cigarette up to his lips. Jeongguk curls his brows, walking up the stairs. Namjoon shakily lifts his hand up to cover his face, sighing with a squeak. He didn't want Jeongguk to see him broken. The cigarette weren't certainly not helping, it just hurts his crying even more.
But Jeongguk did stop and heard him, hearing him break down and cry like his whole world turned upside down. He saw him drop the unlit cigarette, covering his face with both of his hands. Jeongguk closed his eyes, trying to keep himself calm when he walks back into the hospital.
Namjoon is felt like pulling his hair out, yelling himself that it isn't real. And that Yoongi is just joking. For the first time..he's just joking... He's joking... He's fucking joking.
