Namjoon
28 April YEAR 22
I had noticed something was going on with Taehyung a long time ago. He acted like nothing happened on the outside but his momentary actions, his face, the way he talked was painted with the anxiety of not knowing what to do. He was in and out of police station, wounds visible on his body. And he had nightmares.
I didn't ask what happened or urge him to talk about it to me, because I was waiting for Taehyung to tell me himself and on the other hand, I doubted I had any right to hear such distress. I pretended to be the older one, to be an adult, but in truth I couldn't be by their side during their hard times. Everyone praised highly of how mature I was yet I wasn't a real adult. I only hesitated, unable to look at the reality in front of my eyes.
"Yoongi-hyung was dead." Taehyung had another nightmare today. I shook him by the shoulders and he jolted awake, then sat there vacantly for a while. He didn't even think of wiping the tears in his eyes and just muttered incoherently. He said that Yoongi was dead, Jungkook had an accident and he got into a fight, that he kept having such dream and it was so vivid he felt like that dream was real and we were now inside a dream. "Hyung, don't go anywhere." His voice trembled with uneasiness.
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HYYH:The Notes
General Fictiondisclaimer:this is not mine,i didnt also do the translation,credits to its rightful owner i read this and thought it would be nice sharing this with you all who didnt buy or read it yet
