suicide hotline | bts

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(beep)

namjoon : i thought you said you would text me:(

me : oh sorry😅 i was making dinner. have you eaten?

namjoon : nope i'm in the studio

me : hey go eat something

namjoon : i can't hyung will get mad at me for even going to kitchen

me : oh yeah..god of destruction....but still you gotta eat something

namjoon : don't worry i ordered some food

me : thank god don't stay up to late

namjoon : you too

(ring ring)

me : talk to you later i'm having a phone call

namjoon : oh okay talk to you later

'hello?'

'is this the suicide hotline?'

'yes'

[fast forward to 3 years]

university life is ending. its been 4 years since i started the hotline. namjoon and i grew closer. he introduces me to his members and he too helps with the hotline too. he changed a lot since that they.

'mum, dad.' i said as i put flowers on their tombstone.

'did i do well?'

'i hope i did'

i stood up and said my final words 'well then i better get going.'