Picture Perfect [Jincentric]

Day 33

Namjoon sighs.
It's currently 3am and he hasn't been sleeping properly. Not since 3 days ago when his entire world stopped and there's no way to make it turn on its axis again.

Whenever he lets himself doze, his mind would conjure up the images of the person he loves and respects oh-so-much and he'll jerk himself awake, the tears new but so familiar at this point of time.

Does Namjoon blame himself? Obviously. More than anything. He made Seokjin feel guilty when honestly, Hoseok crossed the line and deserved everything coming to him. And yet, he placed the sole blame on Seokjin, and he even ignored the older for so long after like some petty child.

Stress, he knows it was the stress.  But that doesn't help it. Doesn't make it better.

Guilt.

It washes over him, cruel and relentless. Rips him away from comfort, sleep, happiness. Of course- how could he have any of those when he didn't have Seokjin?

He'd thought of it before, a life without even one of the members. It was so far-fetched, he'd scoffed because what the hell, what kind of world would that be? No matter in what universe, they were together. Even if they weren't. That doesn't make sense, probably. But to him, their presence as a group, as friends- as family- is natural. Second nature.

Maybe they wouldn't be a band in some other reality, but no matter what, he bets his life that their paths would converged.
He had vowed that no matter what happens, he won't lose them. He'll protect them.

And what do you know?
He's surely doing quite the job, isn't he?

Seokjin's in the hospital, on life fucking support.

Some leader he is.