"Yah! Namjoon what was that?" He froze as he looked down at the shards of glass at his feet. Why did he have to be so destructive? He felt bad for his roommates, Hoseok and Yoongi, they could never have a nice place with Namjoon around. Shuffling and kicking the shards of glass underneath the cabinet before Yoongi came to inspect, he stuttered a reply "Nothing! It's just— I stubbed my toe." Namjoon's face creased up as he waited for a reply. "..oh, be careful" Yoongi spoke from the living room, barely moving his head. Namjoon felt a sigh of relief before heading to the kitchen for the sweeping brush. As he was sweeping, he heard Hosoek rise from his seat and pattering of feet across the laminate floorboards. "Shit shit shit" Namjoon stressed for a minute wondering what to do with the brush without getting caught, so in utter panic, he chucked the brush into the kitchen and it made a mound clang against the cold floor. "Namjoon, what was that?" Hoseok asked Hoseok didn't give him time to answer as he peeped his head around him to see the shards of glass behind him. "Oh." "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to I just—" "Namjoon it's okay, it's just a freakin' bowl that I've been wanting Yoongi to let go of forever." "Yah! No way did he break my vintage bowl!" Yoongi stormed towards him and Namjoon sighed "Let go, Yoongi" said Hoseok grabbing a water bottle and necking it "that bowl was just gathering dust where it's not wanted, besides, I can put other things there now, like houseplants." Namjoon was listening to them bitch about a bowl. "A plant? Bitch it'll die within 24 hours" Yoongi had a smug look on his face
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Hoseok looked at him like he was a spawn of Satan and set his bottle down in the polished part of the cabinet where the bowl once stood. "Alright, I'll prove to you that I'm capable of a plant" hosoek scoffed. "You're so childish." Yoongi rolled his eyes and retreated back to his armchair, putting his feet up. Namjoon broke eye contact from Hoseok and turned to face the door "Where are you going, Ralph?" He asked "Ralph?" Namjoon questioned "Wreck-it Ralph." Hoseok smiled at himself "Just for a walk, probably meet Jungkook, been a while since I last saw him." Namjoon opened the door and closed it behind him without giving hoseok a chance to talk. He trotted down the apartment stairs and out of the heavy doors, man he felt worthless, he didn't mean to be so destructive, he wanted to have a nice place, he wanted a good relationship with his roommates, but it was just him. He couldn't really help it. And he hates himself for it.
