namjoon held onto yoongi as seokjin drove to hoseok's place.
their hands intertwined together with a tight grip.
for an odd reason, they still have a frown across their faces.
hoseok was still in shock.
seokjin feels like their's a catch.
namjoon is afraid being pulled back into that place.
yoongi just couldn't erase the memory of namjoon holding the gun up to his head.
or even just holding a gun.
namjoon already gathered his stuff so their's suitcases in the back of the car.
the rest just has to pack up.
they all arrived at hoseok's place, letting him walk in first since he had a key.
it was already unlocked so he pushed open his door and saw taehyung right away.
"hoseok—"
taehyung immediately got up and put his arms around his boyfriend. "i was so worried about you."
the others just walked into the house, leaving them alone.
seokjin didn't really walk far.
"my god..what happened to your head?" taehyung caressed his head.
"i'm fine tae, really." hoseok chuckled.
"did you fall?"
seokjin watched and curled his brows.
"..y-yeah. yeah i did."
then seokjin walked away towards the living room.
he lied so taehyung won't have to worry.
"is namjoon out?"
"yes..which..i'm moving out."
taehyung worried expression faded.
"moving out? what? why?"
"it's not safe for namjoon. he's homeless right now and we have a good amount of money to leave this awful city. i want to change something in life."
"what do you mean?"
"i don't want to be here. i want to leave."
