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Screams.
Pain.
Crying.
Begging.
Pleads for mercy.
Death.
All because of the careless doings of two men. . .
Well. . . that's what Namjoon imagined.
Hoseok, on the other hand, saw nothing wrong with what they were doing.
The potential repercussions the two would have to face for the work they were doing didn't scare him at all. The possibilities of what could go wrong if the truth about their secret project was revealed to the people didn't scare him at all.
He just wasn't. . . afraid.
Though the mere idea of it all kept Namjoon awake at night.
Which is exactly the reason he didn't rest at all the night before, lying in bed and staring up at his ceiling. . . thinking.
"Joon~! Joon! Get up!"
Hoseok busts into Namjoon's room, carrying his usual happy and energetic demeanor which Joon thinks he'll never understand how the older manages to be so effortlessly careless 24/7.
"Get up, sleepy head. Wait, did you even sleep?"
"Of course not." Joon groans, sitting up in his bed. Hoseok sighs and clicks his tongue, shaking his head at the taller man.
"That brain of yours never gives you a break, huh?"
"Never."
"Well, good news! Our little "you-know-what" might just be able to help you with that problem!" Hoseok jokes, chuckling as he pats the latter's back.
