Few years later
A clear sky filled with dust and smoke, the reason of smoke being the humans on earth spreading wrath and destruction to the land. The lush green trees heard the painful groans of fighters before their souls descended and the rigid mountains shivered at the sight of devastation.
*BOOM*
Another blast just like many others blowing with it shreds of bodies of people who once lived and fought for their country. With every blast a family or two is shattered, a dream or two is faded, and a home or two is wrecked. With each blow a kid's father, a mother's son, a sister's brother, and a wife's husband became a part of the land, their blood becoming the proof of their sacrifice sinking into the depths of the land they gave their lives protecting.
The proof that they died while fighting for the right while defending their soil. The guns kept on firing, reloading and firing again, and just like that the world and its evils continued.
The war continued
Among all this disaster were two warriors guarding their land, covered in green and mud to camouflage, loaded with arms, ducking behind a mound of dust and firing on their enemies.
This was their reality... The time they had been practicing for had arrived and they are more than ready to lay their lives in the way of righteousness
Their last conversation Instead of bringing them closer drifted them apart.
After that moment their relation was nothing but course mates. They should have been more than friends, they should have been secret holders but they had grown miles apart. They avoided and ignored eachother's presence trying their best to not bring the topic into conversation.
At the moment they were just two soldiers fighting to protect. Their only concern being bringing down the enemies who dared to look at their country with evil intentions.
They were extremely well-focused and determined, with each fire of their gun an enemy fell to the ground. They were incredibly good at their job which was to finish the troopers trying to reign their country.
Amongst these loud sounds something caught the older's ears making him stop in his tracks, the sound bringing shivers down his spine, he couldn't control it. The sound wasn't the only trigger it was also the smell contributing to it, the smell he dispised. His body as an involuntary response to that stimuli started giving up on him.
It was the smell of burnt rubber and the sound of cutting.
In the midst of all those ear-piercing sounds, he heard it loud and clear just like the smell of burnt rubber in pools of sickening bloody. It was that he became hyperactive whenever he was faced with it. His senses came out to be ten times more sensitive and now those senses were giving up after perceiving the stimuli.
His shoulders slumped, hands folded against his chest, and head held down
*BOOM*
Another explosion lead him to covering his ears and curling himself into a ball.
He started crying
Y/n who was too focused and had failed to notice the ongoing change became aware of the changing persona beside her when heard crying of a boy.
Her head spinned to the side where the crying continued being met with a namjoon holding his knees to his chest and covering his ears, shaking.
"What happened namjoon? What are you doing?" She said to him confused "Get away from me" that's all he said and started trembling and moving away from her "Namjoon!! This is not the time to play around we are in a battle"
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The Missing Piece
Fanfiction"Clutching the bedsheets, tears streaming down my eyes, my body shuddering with pain yet I gave myself to him. I spread my legs for someone I loved, I gave the only thing that was mine to him for him. To save him I had to do it. Though he doesn't kn...
