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The next day, Namjoon woke up and found the other side of the bed empty. It scared him. He had gotten used to waking up next to the radiant, beautiful and peaceful face beside him. He always woke up before Seokjin and would stare at him for a few minutes. He knew it might sound creepy, but it was the only time he could really appreciate Seokjin's beauty without being caught.

He was scared. After what he did, he knew Seokjin was avoiding him. He was scared that now Seokjin had a reason to leave him. All these months had taken care of all the things he said, done to Seokjin and it broke in just a few seconds. Namjoon groaned and got up from the bed to get ready for work.

As soon as he reached the building, Yoogi stopped him and dragged him to the cafeteria, "You haven't eaten since yesterday." He took out a lunch box and passed it to Namjoon, "Eat."

Namjoon huffed, "I am not hungry."

"You are eating it and that is all," Yoongi said, a little irritated.

Namjoon sighed and opened it but didn't start eating.

"What are you thinking about?" Yoongi lightly pressed his arm.

"I am scared." Namjoon looked at him with sad eyes, "What if he leaves me?"

Yoongi chuckled, "If he had to leave you, he would have a long time ago. He would have found a reason to leave you already. So don't think too much about it." He took the chopsticks and fed Namjoon the breakfast.

"You have to snap out of it, Joon-ah." Yoongi patted his hair, "We need you. The company needs you, Kim Namjoon."

Namjoon nodded, "I'm trying."

Yoongi smiled sadly, "I know."

~

When Seokjin entered the house, he expected Namjoon to be there. But the house was empty. He sighed and went to the room to get fresh. When he got out of the bathroom, the house was still empty. He checked his phone and there was a text from Namjoon.

Namjoon

I will be late.

Don't wait for me.

Might come back at 3-4 at night.

Okay.

Make sure to eat.

I did.

Seokjin locked the phone and tossed it on the couch. He had already told Saeha to leave as he wasn't hungry. He just lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling till sleep won over him.

Seokjin woke up when he heard some noises in the room. He squinted his eyes and saw Namjoon going into the bathroom. He turned around to look at the clock on the wall. 5 o'clock. Seokjin closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

When Seokjin finally woke up, it was seven in the morning. He saw Namjoon sleeping beside him peacefully. He was about to get up but then saw that the sunlight was troubling Namjoon. Seokjin got up quickly and silently closed the blinds. He smiled at Namjoon and got ready for college.

This went on for a few days. Namjoon would go to the company before Seokjin returned home from the university and would come back late in the night. At first, Seokjin was honestly glad that Namjoon had changed his schedule and also felt a bit guilty. But now he was losing his patience. He huffed and got his phone out.

Namjoon

I will not be going home today.

Sleeping over at Hoseok's.

Okay.

~

Namjoon looked down at his phone and smiled sadly. He closed the system and got up from the chair. As he left the studio, he met Yoongi. Yoongi stopped him, "Where are you going?"

"Home."

"Okay." Yoongi patted his head, "If you need me, call me, yeah?"

Namjoon nodded and left the building to get home. As soon as he reached home he gasped. Seokjin was sitting on the couch, using his phone. Seokjin looked up from his phone and smiled, "Go, freshen up. I made dinner for both of us."

Namjoon just nodded and rushed to the room. Fuck, he was trapped. After about an hour and a half, they sat on the couch in their room after dining. Seokjin sighed and looked at Namjoon, "I am sorry. I lied. I didn't have any other option."

Namjoon nodded. "It's okay."

"We need to talk." Seokjin said, "About that night." Namjoon just nodded. Seokjin shook his head, "I heard you."

Namjoon flinched and finally looked at Seokjin, "Huh?"

"I heard you when you confessed to me."

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