Namjoon sat there for what felt like a hundred years, before he decided on calling Hoseok, he was still Seokjins manager, right? The older answered the phone immediately and Namjoon told him about the airplane from Italy.
Hoseok just listened, he didn't say a word. And when Namjoon finished, still no words. All the younger heard where the other people around him, rushing in and out of the airport. After a while Hoseok finally started to speak.
"He's not dead."
"What?"
"I said he's not dead you dumb ass. The agency booked an earlier flight back home. He's already back in Paris, and alive."
Namjoon didn't know what to say, he started crying again and whipped the tears away as soon as he noticed. Hoseok already hung up and Namjoon was happy, like, really happy.
He went to Seokjins apartment, hoping to find him there. He did find him, but not alone. This Junggeuk guy was with him again, clinging on Jin. Namjoon just looked at them without a word when Jin opened the door. He threw the flowers on the ground before he ran away to hide his tears.
When he arrived at home, he just sat down on his bed, watching his tears rolling down and dripping onto his jeans. He reached for the black box and kept it in his hands, before he threw it at the wall with a broken, heartbroken cry. He looked down in front of his wardrobe.
The ring laid there, shining in the sun.
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Pact » Namjin
Fanfiction"Do you remember our pact, Seokjin?" In which Namjoon promised to marry Jin if he's still single when he turns 30.
