drunken truth : namjin

second call

hi
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"namjoon-ah, i feel like you're avoiding from me..."

seokjin called to namjoon, who passed the farthest away from him when they sat on the bench.

"w-what? no, of course. why should i run away from you?" he laughed nervously and slide slightly towards seokjin's side.

seokjin rolled his eyes and came closer to namjoon.

namjoon kept his head as far away as possible from seokjin. his hands began to sweat.

"namjoon-ah, don't you feel comfortable with me?"

namjoon had thought about what he said last night. when his ears began to blush, he got up from the bench and walked away quickly.

...

"seokjin-ah, why do i feel so weak?"

seokjin didn't respond, he had just gave a deep breath. the boy calling from unknown number woke him up from his sleep, again.

"why does it have to be this space between you and me? why am i so close to you, but also so far away?"

he was surprised that such a smooth sentence came from a drunk man. although his style of speech was strange, his words sounded very smooth.

"t-tomorrow i don't want to remember these words, i don't want to love you."

"then..why do you love me?"

"i...i don't know. it just like..if you're not exist," he gasped. "i wouldn't be exist too."

seokjin couldn't help but impressed.

but a drunk man -and someone he didn't know- shouldn't have affected him.

"i'm hanging u-"

"why? why don't you love me...?"

namjoon cried again, all night.

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love y'all
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