Namjin (Oneshots)

Heartbeat.

If you guys like this then I will start on a full story but you'd have to wait until I get every chapter done. If you don't want a full story I will update one more part but you'll miss out on other characters and things like that and what happens to seokjins home. If you don't like it at all then I'll just like... trash it.

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There's no point in being in a shadow anymore, seokjin thinks. He knows that no matter how small he'd make himself, what he was seeing was his truth and the reason there was no chance to wake up was because he wasn't dreaming. A sense of dread filled him everytime he peered outside. It was barren, like a desert of some sort, the tiny town he'd danced around in now leveled and the big city he never drew close burned almost to ash.

He had never been one to spend countless hours on the interwebs, transporting himself through time as he scrolled through a social media account that would soon be forgotten but he knew there was no internet to be had. He knew that most people had either died in rubble or killed themselves already.

In all honesty seokjin wasn't too sure why he even stayed alive in the first place. There was no point, a planet entering his atmosphere, making half the planet either extremely hot or cold. It was hope that kept him alive... fruitless hope. There was no savior, his planet was most definitely going to die and he would have no control over such thing happening.

Being sad wasn't half of his emotions at the moment. Never ending emotions. Not even when he slept did the knot in his stomach that sent waves of static and sourness up to his brain making him have the overwhelming feeling of bawling his eyes out every time he blinks stop getting tighter and tighter with each passing day.

Ridiculous, it was insane! Absolutely fucking stupid of him to go through this seeminly never ending deppression just to die anyway when his planet blows up. But he doesn't want this for himself. He doesn't want to leave. Leave... leave what exactly? What would he be leaving if everything is basically dead anyway? His life? That seemed to be all but useless as well anyway.

He crawls up from his hiding spot, the small animal on his lap jumping off and following him to the window seal. Seokjin, not having enough strength to walk or stand, he doesn't remember the last time he late anything at all. What's the point he's gonna die. He shudders once he peers out the muggy window. An arrangment of colors show out through the sky and the white-ish glow of his atmosphere beings ripped at its seams. He fell back, once again the realization of what was happening shot into him making his body shake.

Suddenly he felt all too cold and even with his animal companion by his side he felt empty. He doesn't even try to hold in his cries anymore, letting himself sob and cry as loud as his vocal cords and lungs would allow. This was it... how many days did he have left exactly? He doesn't even care at this point.
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Seokjin is on a dying planet with no where to run, no where to hide. All he has is a kitten, a calico by the name of mochi. His hope is lost and each day becomes a vicious reminder that he is alone and soon to perish along with the rest of the planet.

Lucky for him Kim Namjoon just so happened to be traveling through space and time.