The Angels and Demons of The World

chapter eight

"Ok Namjoon, time for you to go to sleep!" Hoseok pushed Namjoon down by his shoulders to make him lay down.

"No! Why me? I don't even fall asleep that easily!" Namjoon protested and sat up after Hoseok took his hands off him.

Jimin gave the angel a smile. "And that's why you're getting it over with." Namjoon squeezed his eyes shut, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Fine." He laid back down and closed his eyes. He slowly fell asleep to the sounds of soft breathing and weirdly, his own heartbeat.

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NAMJOON

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It was hard to breathe. I opened my eyes to a white ceiling. Most of the room was white. A small machine beeped next to me. It felt like someone was sucking the oxygen out of me. My ragged breaths woke up a person by my side. "Namjoon?" I turned my head.

A middle aged woman was looking at me. Her hair was turning gray and she had wrinkles on her face. Her eyes began to water. "I told you." Her hand went through my hair. "I told you that you should've stopped smoking."

I couldn't respond to her, my voice coming out in squeaks and wheezes. The mask on my face helping me breath was starting to itch, and the hospital gown and blanket didn't keep me warm.

I saw my pale hand being picked up by the woman, her lips planting a kiss on it. "Why couldn't you just listen to your mother? Just like your brother did." She cried out while gripping my hand. My mother laid her head on the empty space of my bed, her sobs louder than ever.

Her crying made me want to cry, and I did. A single tear slipped down my face. Why did I smoke anyway? What happened to me? I know I would never smoke unless it was to relieve stress. My eyesight started to blurred as more tears started to fall. Crying wasn't bad, but I had lung cancer. When I sobbed, I choked and began coughing.

Mother gasped. She stood up and yelled for a doctor. Her hands whipped around like crazy as she freaked out. The doctors rushed into the room and took my mother away. "No! Stop! Let me go! I need to see my son! I need to see my son!

I couldn't breath. I couldn't see my mother or hear her cries. I started to panic. Trying to rip the cords out off my arm, I wriggled around, but the doctors were too strong. I was still crying as I struggled. "Mom? Mom!" And then everything turned black.

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"Woah!" Jimin yelped when Namjoon sat up abruptly. Namjoon blinked several times.

"Sorry, what?" Namjoon, though he didn't want to admit it, was scared out of his mind. Drugs are bad. Drugs are really bad. Does that mean I was supposed to be in hell? "I'm sorry. My death just confused me. What were you saying?"

Seokjin gave him a nervous glance. "We didn't say anything, Namjoon."

"Oh." The angel stiffly smiled. "Ok." The rest looked at him in concern, but he shrugged it off. He was fine, totally fine.

"So, you mind telling us what happened?" Yoongi's eyes flashed with curiosity, though he didn't want to force the boy.

Namjoon winced, It's probably not the best option. He shook his head at the rest. "Maybe later, I need some time." What if they think of me differently? Namjoon gulped nervously when the boys nodded and looked away. What if I'm actually a devil, will they stop trusting me? The angel fiddled with his wings that he wrapped around himself.

Maybe they'll understand... He looked at the angels and demons, who were bickering about who would sleep next. And maybe they won't...

Seokjin kept looking at Namjoon. Though the angel had said he was fine, the concern was still there. Namjoon didn't seem to notice the stare he was getting from the eldest and continued to talk with the rest.

Is he really ok? Seokjin questioned himself and started to doubt. Namjoon seemed fine to the others, but Seokjin knew better. Namjoon was acting awkward, more awkward than usual. He didn't usually smile a lot, but he was now.

Namjoon was grinning like a fool while joking with the rest. A fake laugh left his lips, and that was all Seokjin needed to confirm his thoughts. He's not really ok.

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A/N

this chap is unedited and is about 200 words less than what i usually write

sorry for being really inconsistent with updates

ive been working on some other things

such as twitter aus, school, other stories, blah, blah, blah

and yeah

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