Namjoon's P.O.V.
Jin and I sat in his room in an uncomfortable silence.
"In my, uh...dreams..." I started, he looked at me intensely causing me to cough and turn away.
"Go on," he encouraged.
"I tried to save you, I really did, Seokjin. I couldn't get there in time. There was so much noise, I couldn't take it. A-and it just horrible, you were so fucking b-bloody-" I sniffed, hot tears rolling down his cheeks. "I'm sorry." I whispered after what felt like hours.
Seokjin wrapped his arms around me, trying not to scare me away.
"It's okay, don't cry. Or I'll cry- aaand I'm crying.." I chuckled through my tears at what had said. After a longer while of talking I decided it was time for me to head home.
"I have to go. Thanks for having me," I said, getting off his bed.
"Anytime, thanks for coming over. I'll walk you to the door," Seokjin said as he lead me out.
"Goodbye, Namjoon," Jin said in front of his door.
"Bye, Jin," I said shortly, turning to begin my long walk home.
You cant save everyone, as not everyone is meant to be saved.
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Numb; Yoonmin + Namjin
FanfictionSLOW UPDATES!! Cover by an amazing human, @AStraightHomosexual "Broken people break people." This is going in a completely different path than originally planned. WARNING: -Suicide attempts -Depressed characters -Drug abuse -Mentions of abuse
