Spring Day

namjoon

❝how much longing has to fall like snow

for spring to come❞

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"hyung?"

He didn't realize jimin stood beside him, still half asleep, covering himself with a blanket like a pupa.

"where are you going?" jimin asked, "this late? it's too cold outside."

"just going out for some fresh air," he said calmly.

jimin frowned "do you want me to go with you?"

"it's fine," he smiled, tugged jimin's blanket higher and tighter as if he didn't want to let go, "just go back to sleep, I won't be long"

he meant that. It's not like he could just leave his work for a long time, anyway. his music wouldn't write itself.

he just knew he needed time for himself. it felt suffocating to see the constant brightness of his computer screen and he thought maybe some cold slaps of air to his face could wake up something he never knew existed in his deepest thoughts. he needed some inspiration. he's sick of winter.