Namjoon POV
"Let's continue to go through shit together."
I open the door.
Hosoek was sitting on his bed, staring at the wall. His expression was so dull. Lifeless, really. He didn't even turn his head to look at me. I stayed at the doorframe of his room, looking at him.
"Can I enter?" I asked.
It took him a while to process my question, but he nodded after a few seconds.
I sat right next to him on his bed. For a moment I stared at him, until a tear ran down his cheek.
"Soooo, do you wanna talk about it?"
"I'm a fucking bitch, that's for sure. I'm also really stupid," Hoseok said under his breath.
"No you're not. You're just forgetting about things. Some things important, while other not. It's not your fault. Well, maybe it is, but I'm not walking in your shoes, so what am I supposed to know?" I replied while resting an arm on his shoulder.
"I'm really something. Do you know that, Namjoon?" Hoseok asked me.
"You're something unique? Yes, I know you're unique," A small smile appeared on Hoseok's lips.
"Shall we talk about our situation now?"
"Sure."
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"We're ready to eat the conchas!" I yelled at the top of my lungs as me and Hoseok exit his room.
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