The 7

My love

"Wha-" All the words fell from your throat as the pale figure gladded towards you.

"My child what is wrong" The figure whispered.

"Um. Um. I was just-"

"It's okay to tell me. Oh. Do you not remember me?" The women whaled.

"No- But how. Mum" You muttered as you fell to your knees. 

"My child you need to go back. To your brother and to him." Your vision went blurry as tears welled in your eyes. 

"My child. He was always there for you but you must remember that it is just as hard for them as it is for you." Her hands brushed against your face, the airly appearance of her fading in and out of view. 

Her face started to fade into nothing. You desperately clasped at her not wanting her to leave. Her face a beautiful horrific reminder of all that had happened. 

Collecting yourself a little you stumbled to your feet. The wind blasting through you, rushing to get to the edge of existence, always late. 

You started making your way back through the forest, collecting the pieces of yourself that you had left behind, letting them guide you like bread crumbs. You still weren't sure how to put them back together, so you just bundled them up in your arms- clinging onto them so hard your nails felt like they would break. 

You eventually were spat out on the driveway of the house. Tired and frazzled you trudged up the steps to the front door and beat your fist against it. 

No one answered. 

Of course, no one is gonna awnser- this isn't even a fucking door 

You rested your head against the door and exhaled deeply, letting your body go limp against the door. 

Suddenly your body started to fall forwards as the front door swung open to reveal Namjoon standing in the doorway. He caught you mid-fall. You stared up at him and he stared back. 

"I love you" You whispered, reaching up to his face- clasping it desperately. "I always have, since my brother left since that night, I have always loved you." A weight lifted from your body as the words left your body. You were finally allowing yourself to say it out loud. "I thought I was dead when he pushed me down those fucking stairs." 

"y/n" Namjoon said softly as he lifted you up and carried you away from the door- collecting all your little pieces and carrying them with him.

"You saved me, my love."  You whispered finally. Namjoon didn't reply instead he just stared at you intensely, something inside him awakening as you said those words. Hearing your mind finally remember him, because your heart never forgot. 

He carried you all the way to you're shared bedroom door. letting you down but still keeping one arm around your waist as he pressed you against the door. 

"I love you too y/n. I always have" He whispered as he pressed your foreheads together kissing you deeply.