[Authors pov]
Time really flies by.
They say that when you're waiting on something, it feels like time stops and takes forever.
So why is it that to the six boys who are waiting on Namjoon every day, it feels like time flies by.
After the successful surgery, the boys rarely left Namjoons side. They slept in the room where he was, they ate there, they showered there, they rarely moved.
After 3 months passed, they did have to start working again, not because they wanted to, but because their fans were questioning what was going on, so they eventually got back into routine,always making sure to have at least one person with Namjoon though.
Never leaving him alone.
6 months passed, they were still in routine. Namjoon was still alive, but still not waking up. So many events had happened, but they wouldn't celebrate even one without their love,without Namjoon.
Eventually, a year passed. Birthdays had came and went, Valentines, Easter, Halloween, Christmas. They were all here and then gone.
What Namjoon didn't know was when he did eventually wake up, he would have at least 70 presents to open, from all the boys throughout different occasions.
Each boy had also bought presents for the other, not telling them, yet still keeping it.
Namjoon was now 20, soon to be 21 and he didn't even know.
The boys had all aged too, but didn't celebrate.
Liam had been in contact with all of the boys as well, making sure to ring or facetime at least once a week.
To the boys, it was like the world had stopped, it wasn't turning anymore, because with Namjoon in the world, it just wouldn't work.
It was like one of those films which would show a flash of the future, and suddenly years are gone by like seconds.
The doctor's were constantly in, checking on the boys, rather than Namjoon. Making sure they ate and sleep.
Namjoon, in all this chaos, still looked perfect.
His pale skin had disappeared, and his honey skin was back, looking dewy and perfect.
His eyelashes black and long, as if they were waiting to blink or wink, being all flirty with the boys.
His lips were moisturized thanks to Seokjin who put lipbalm on his lips everyday. They were plump as normal, and even though the boys never mentioned it, they couldn't wait to kiss them.
Of course they kissed each other plenty of times, but Namjoons kisses were different, he gave into the kiss, submitting, making noises, showing his submissive side, whereas when the six boys kissed each other, it was a war of dominance that nobody won.
Just recently however, the boys had got good news.
The surgeons did another small surgery on his stomach, and were able to take out all the cancer tumors aligning his stomach, getting rid of all the cancer there.
Namjoon would have two scars on his stomach, that could almost make one line going down from his chest to the bottom of his stomach, but the doctors assured the boys that they would fade and with special treatment, it would be quicker.
However, the boys didn't really care about that. They only cared about the fact that the doctors explained, that there was officially no cancer left in Namjoons body, after two surgeries and one round of chemotherapy.
Namjoon, was officially cancer free.
Hoseok and Yoongi were the only ones in the hospital that day, the rest of them at work. So when they heard the news they were so happy that they wrapped each others bodies around them, falling on the sofa behind them, kissing each other.
They only realized a few minutes later that the two of the hardest dominants were doing this, and even though they loved each other, they tended to show their love in different way, so they pulled apart, embarrassed, slightly staring at each other until they sighed, both turned at the same time and kissed each other.
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Kitten, please. (Sequel to kitten)
FanfictionKim Namjoons heart had stopped beating. The one they loved, had died. They screamed and shouted at the doctor's, to fix him, to bring him back. You'd do anything for love wouldn't you? Well so would they. They would go to the extremes.
