Just because someone looks at you with adoration, doesn't necessarily mean that they are in love with you.
Just because someone claims that you show them the light, doesn't mean that you are their sunshine.
Just because someone tells you your beautiful, doesn't necessarily they think that you're the person for them.
But that was never in the case of Kim Namjoon. Hoseok knew now more than ever that he always meant what he said. Now he knew more than ever that Namjoon had always been honest and sincere. And now he just wished that he could turn around time, but of course, you never can.
Now Hoseok was quietly waiting in the lobby of the hospital, with Namjoon's diary in his hand. The sound of constant sniffing of the other boys and the smell of phenol and detergent strongly annoying him. But he wouldn't budge. He wouldn't move. Not now, After he had seen the other boy in this state. He just wishes his Joonie held on. Although that was impossible. But he still wished and wished and wished.
He took a deep breath and started opening the diary. He knew he shouldn't when he was in such a bad emotional state. He didn't know if he would survive what was written in there. He didn't if it had something about himself in it. Something which showed how very much Namjoon hated him. He couldn't know that. He didn't want to know that.
But he stilled opened it.
And started reading.............
YOU ARE READING
The last you heard of me
Fanfiction"Death is inevitable. The way you die matters." Unfortunately, Namjoon died in the most painful way possible, by suicide. k.nj × j.hs Platonic k.nj × bts
