Hangers {Kim Namjoon}

Chapter One ~

Kim Namjoon looked out the foggy window and at the rain pouring down onto the dead garden outside. The boy had given up on the art of gardening and left his many flowers to wilt and decay. He kind of felt bad for the vulnerable blooms that were tossed and ripped apart by the winter's storms. He was going through his own storms right now.

Namjoon sighed and shut the blinds. The pile of dirty dishes was growing but he didn't have the heart to clean them. He sat another black coffee mug on the pile, hoping it wouldn't cause the stack to tumble and shatter. They wouldn't be the only things broken in this household.

The TV was on mute and the small lamp on the end table was illuminating the thick book beneath it. It was a book about a forbidden romance, a topic Namjoon didn't want to think about. He walked over and picked up the book. It wasn't even his. It was hers.

Namjoon never thought a broken heart could be this bad. But she just walked out, saying she didn't love him anymore. He had watched her walk out of his small house and to a car driven by her real lover.

He should've run after her.

The boy closed his eyes as he balled his fists up. He didn't need to think about it. He just needed to remember that he hadn't done anything wrong, that she was the one that cheated. But it was easier said than done.

A faint knocking sound interrupted his thoughts. Namjoon decided to ignore it, but it became increasingly louder. In annoyance, he walked over and threw the door open to see a little girl, wrapped up in a scarf and a giant coat that looked as if it were eating her. Her winter hat that was deigned to look like a bunny was soaked.

"Excuse me, but do you have any hangers?"

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These chapters are going to be kind of short and as always, I don't own any pictures used.