My Savior || Jikook

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(A/N: Hold up let me cry first. 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Ok I think I'm good now. No wait. 😭 ok NOW I'm good. Enjoy this chapter. 💕💕💕 Happy reading!)

Namjoon's POV

"But I know it's not for the best. So no matter how much my heart is going to break, I've got to let him go so he can know just how much I love him. Maybe if I'm lucky, he'll come back. But if not, I can make it through this."

Jimin scoffs at my heartfelt sacrifice. "Everything that comes out of your mouth is bullshit. Why am I still friends with you?" I shove him a little, glaring at him.

"Shut up! I mean it."

"No you don't. I know you Namjoon."

I sigh, letting him in on my regrets. "Being his shoulder to cry on, and being the one he turned to when he was in pain. To be the one he trusted most was all I ever wanted, because I love him above all else." Jimin stares at me for a second before hugging me again. "But I've ruined everything." I cry in his shoulder, not caring that I wet my friend's sleeve.

"Don't worry Namjoon. I have a plan."

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Jin's POV

My phone buzzes in my pocket and I check the lock screen, seeing that Jimin texted me.

Do you remember how you said that you were looking for a house for sale? I found one so go to this address:

I open up the link and find it using google maps. Smiling, I enter my car and leave the candy store, lollipop in hand.

Destination on left.

I look around and park my car on the side of the road. The directions took me to a small, seemingly deserted town. Weird. There was dust everywhere and I couldn't wait to leave. Jimin found me a place here?

I pull out my phone and call Jimin, wondering what the hell I'm doing here. "Jimin where am I?" I ask, once he picks up. I can hear a faint giggling on the other end and roll my eyes. "Is this a prank? Cause if so, hardy har har I'll be leaving now."

I almost hang up when Jimin quickly responds. "No no no! Don't leave!"

I groan. "Then what's this about?"

"... Do you see a sign anywhere?" He asks, ignoring my question.

I sigh and start looking around in desperation. "No I don't see a sign anyw-" I stop, looking at a little post in the ground. It was in the middle of a wide field so I can't see what it says. "Wait. I found it. Hold on." I walk towards it and the writing becomes clearer.

I don't know what hurts me more. The fact that I recognize the sloppy handwriting or what the message actually says.

FOR SALE:
One Heart
Horrible Condition.
Will Take Anything For It.
PLEASE
Just cut it out of my chest
AND END THE SUFFERING

I laugh at the sign. Is this some cruel joke? I turn around and find myself in someone's chest. I dare look up and meet his gaze. I push him off, furiously. This is just another last attempt-