Joke || Taekook

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Namjoon feels a dim light on his eyelids. He struggles to open them, yet the pounding headache he has only adds difficulty. In his foggy mind, hungover from sleeping drugs, all he can think about is Jin. Even behind sleepy, heavy eyelids he sees the early memory of Jin falling to the floor before his eyes.

It takes quite a moment, but he accomplishes the feat of sitting himself up on his elbows and opening his eyes, although it does take a great deal of willpower. Everything around him is blurry. He knows he's in a room, laying in a bed.....obviously V wants to imprison him here, let his thoughts and his grief kill him, torture him, slowly.

Namjoon groans, looking to the right of him. Someone is standing by his bed, yet he cannot tell who it is for everything's still a blurry mess. He slowly brings his fists up to his eyes and rubs them. After a few seconds of reviving his eyes, he brings his fists down and takes a better look at the person with him. It's clear now. Namjoon gasps and his eyes go wide, mind completely alert and heart pounding at who he sees. Is he hallucinating?

There, standing beside Namjoons bed is Jin.

"Sorry." Jin smiles, "did I startle you?"

Namjoon takes a few moments to examine Jin. Examine him from his fluffy pink hair, his bright friendly smile, and the bandages wrapped around his arms. Namjoon swallows heavily, remembering clearly what happened earlier. Hadn't V shot him?

"Am I dreaming?" Namjoon says, his croaky voice almost unrecognizable to his own ears.

"Nope." Jin reaches behind him and pulls something out from the backside of his belt. Namjoon watches, utterly confused, as Jin's long fingers gingerly bring a handgun up. He Cocks it casually and smiles at Namjoon brightly, as if all of this is normal.

Namjoon feels tears prick the corners of his eyes and his stomach burn, "What.....Jin....."

Jin sighs, his smile wiped clean and replaced with a melancholy expression, "It was staged, Namjoon. He didn't actually shoot me." Jin then strides closer to the bed and sits down in front of Namjoon, "He doesn't know.....really.....I'm supposed to hurt you...." Jin's face is pained suddenly and he's looking at the gun in his hands as if its a bird with a broken wing, "in the beginning I was planning too.....but I never meant.....never meant to fall in love with you."

Namjoons eyes widen more, if that's possible, and he wills himself to speak. He knows he's on the verge of tears when his words come out choked and wavering, "What do you mean......Jin.....please, what's going on..."

Jin looks up and there eyes meet. Namjoon sees it now, the mixed look in Jin's eyes. That night when Jin told Namjoon his story.....some of it was true....yet some of it a lie. V did not grow up the only child like his father. "Namjoon.....I've always bragged about being a good actor. Even when I was younger. Taehyung agreed a while ago that our lives would omit to something bigger. So he made this plan. He choose you and I followed his rules.....his game plan. In the beginning I was all for it.....and then things changed. I started to fall in love with you and I couldn't tell him this. So as much as it hurt, I had to keep going along with his plan."

Namjoon struggles to keep up with Jin's words, his heart feeling as if it's being slowly crushed into nothing, "plan....? Our whole relationship, Jungkook falling in love with V, all of this was staged! and you've known Jungkook since he was a teenager, so that means this plan of yours has been in action for years!" Namjoon can't hold the tears back any longer and his voice wavers as he cries, "I loved you Jin! I supported you and loved you through everything! All this time, you've been V's sidekick! All this time....." at that moment, Namjoons voice breaks and he puts his head in his hands, sobs wracking his body, "w-why....I....I loved you..."