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the male that'd been hiding himself on the couch was now standing up, his back facing namjoon and yoongi.

“i j-just miss h-him so m-much... but he's n-not worth i-it.” he sobbed.

that voice. it all hit namjoon at once, the hair being the same color as his ex's, the name being the same, and the voice being the same. it had to be jin.

“kim seokjin?” he let out. the male turned around and froze upon seeing namjoon. “n-namjoon?” he asked, practically paralyzed. “fuck- i missed you.” the younger gasped.

namjoon ran forward to hug the older, but was pushed away. “d-don't touch me.” he hiccuped.

“let him explain, seokjin. please- just let him fucking explain.” yoongi grumbled. so jin nodded, leading the younger to taehyung's room. “okay, here we are. will you explain now? e-explain why the h-hell you were with h-him?!”

“please just listen to every word,”

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