Promise Me - Namjin/Vmon

Chapter 1: Reflection

I know

Every life's a movie

We got different stars and stories

We got different nights and mornings

Our scenarios ain't just boring

I find this movie very amusing

Everyday, I want to shoot it well

I want to caress myself

I want to caress myself

But you know, sometimes

I really really hate myself

To be honest, quite often

I really hate myself....

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I sighed as I looked at my reflection inside the mirror. That lanky body, messy hair, lousy hands, I hate them all.

What is so good about me? What could I even do without breaking anything? I let those negative thoughts pass through my head while moving my hand up to my face. I knitted my brows as I touched my face, pressing my nails into the smooth skin till the blood started to leak out.

Letting my hand fall, I looked at my reflection again. Not caring about the blood that begin to stain my white and only plain shirt, I smiled at the reflection. "That's better" I thought.

Wiping the blood away from my face, I started to clean the mess and treated the injury. "Need to come up with an excuse, or else Tae won't let it slip..." I thought to myself as I shoved the tissues I used to wipe my own blood earlier into the trash bin and make my way into the kitchen.

Since I can't cook very well, usually I would only eat outside or make cup noodle instead, but today I decided to make a difference. I pulled my last two eggs inside of the fridge out, wanting to make omelette rice. Of course i'm not doing this to test out my clumsiness since this kitchen would become a mess moments later anyway. 

As I took the bowl to get my eggs ready, I accidentally slipped my hand and flinched at the echoing sounds the bowl was making after hitting the concrete floor real hard, it didn't break. I bought this metal bowl a while ago knowing that someday this would happen, guess my prediction was not wrong after all.

Taking the bowl up, I put the eggs back into the fridge, regretting the decision I've made before. Can't believe I even thought about cooking anything by myself, knowing that maybe I could only burn the house up. Surely I can't let that happen, I don't want to spend the next few months living with Hoseok nor Taehyung since I know that it could only bother them and it would only make me hate myself more.

Give up on the thought of cooking, now I'm just too lazy to step out of the house. It has been 10:00 pm already and I really hate walking outside when it's already dark and late at night like this to the nearest convenience store only to buy an another cup noodle or something like that.

I'll just have something tomorrow morning with Tae then, he like having breakfast with me anyway. I slipped my lanky body into the only bed sheet in this cramped apartment, let the heavy eyelids shut then went into the sleep right away with only one thought:

"Why can't I do anything right?"

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sooooooooooooooooo, how is it? I really try my best publishing the first chapter since I really hate letting people wait just because of my school dumbass schedule ;;

I write this in one go and without checking so be comfortable to point out any grammatical mistake I make ^^

I'm enjoy writing this story so far and hope you guys like it too!

Please leave a comment behind because it'll be a great motivation for me to continue this fanfiction haha ^0^)/ 

By: PotatiHi