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Namjin

A/N: I just got done writing a sad part in my other book so this might be a little underwhelming to read. I'll make another one if I feel it's to plain.

Jin's POV

"Holy shit joonie are you okay?" I walked into my kitchen to find my boyfriend, Namjoon, on the ground surrounded by shattered glass.

"I'm fine." He said while standing up and he instantly went to start cleaning up his mess.

I knew Namjoon hated it when he broke things so I didn't get mad at him about it very often. Instead I give him anything he wants for the next couple hours ranging from reading books with him to sex.

"I'll help you." I said gently and he shook his head before picking me up and bringing me to the couch.

"You already do enough for me and I know you'll help afterwards so just lay down while I clean." Namjoon leaned down and kissed my forehead before heading back to the kitchen.

I did as he said and quietly laid down on the couch to rest a little before what will probably come soon.

I was thinking a little about what Namjoon would do to me in the round of sex we might have until I heard muffled sobs from the kitchen.

I moved quickly to stand up and rush to the kitchen but I didn't see anyone there. I walked around the island counter to find not only Namjoon on the other side, but also a few bloody shards of glass on the ground next to him.

"Joonie." I whispered to get his attention before crouching down and moving the glass to sit down next to him.

"I'm sorry." Namjoon leaned his head against the cupboards and I crawled into his lap.

"It's ok, you're ok." I tried to calm Namjoon as he sobbed and I looked at his arms which were littered in scars.

I knew he cut before in his life and I knew it was a very sensitive subject for him to talk about.

"You told me I shouldn't but I couldn't help myself." Namjoon cried and I tried my hardest not to break and cry with him.

"Namjoon just because you didn't take one of my suggestions doesn't mean I'll hate you. It's my opinion that you shouldn't cut yourself." I told Namjoon and kissed one of the non-bloody scars.

"You know these could kill me right?" Namjoon asked and I nodded sadly.

"That's why I don't know why you'd be doing this." I said while caressing I Namjoon's face. "I also know you don't like to talk about so for as long as I have to I will wait for you to tell me."

Namjoon started sobbing into my chest and I hugged him while holding his head. I let him cry it all out until he moved his head a little and I pulled away.

"Let's go get you cleaned up than get into the hot tub and either read some books or watch a movie." I got off of Namjoon and helped him stand afterwards.

Namjoon has been caught cutting himself three times now and he's never been so desperate to cut himself to go as far to use a broken plate.

We got into the bathroom which was my favorite room in the house since it had a giant hot tub in it. I sat Namjoon on the side of the tub and got out the first aid kit.

"You're gonna have to keep this arm out of the water." I grabbed his hand and he nodded. I like it when Namjoon is taller than me which is all the time, with the exception of me sitting in his lap and him carrying me, since he is naturally taller than me. He just radiates a dominant aura that makes me want to stay around him.