[Authors pov]
It had been three weeks since Namjoon was shot, and he was finally starting to heal. The incident of Jin, Jimin and Taehyung finding Namjoons sex toys had not been brought up, due to Jins severe warning and threat of no dinner for a month.
Namjoon was healing very well, and he finally was starting to feel as if he had never been shot. His arm was still in a cast, but finally out of a sling. He had been to the hospital twice, after he kept complaining to Jin about his sore arm. After a long time waiting, it was found that Namjoon had a tiny fragment piece of a bullet in his arm, so it needed to be taken out.
His lower chest was after healing also. Namjoon was surprised to see it healing after just a week, there was now a scar along his lower chest, about one and a half inches long, and even though he didn't want any scars, he was grateful he ended up with a scar and not death.
The others had been extra nice to him, helping him get up, reminding him to take his medication, watching movies and so much more.
Namjoon had really started to fall more and more for Seokjin, and even though he didn't think he would, he was slowly starting to fall for Hoseok too.
Hoseok was always there for him, giving cuddles and sweets, feeding him like a baby, giving him compliments every day, even going as far to helping him to change his clothes as he struggled with his cast.The others opened up a bit too, each of them calling him "Joonie" or "Joon" and messing around with them.
Yoongi was the only one who didn't exactly open up, he would just answer questions with a nod or a "no" and would often ignore him, walking to his bedroom or office. Apparently, this was normal though.Namjoon was a friendly person, he wanted to get close to people, become friends, and he couldn't do that with Yoongi. He tried smiling and complimenting Yoongi, but he quickly realized that it was no use.
Everything was going great in Namjoons life though, until it wasn't.
Namjoon wasn't sure when he noticed it, and he wasn't sure why, but he definitely did notice it at some stage.
He noticed how the six men he was currently living with would leave the house in the morning before Namjoon even woke, and arrive home at the late hours of 10 or 11pm, sometimes even later.
Namjoon would often wait up for them, trying his best to ignore his droopy eyelids and aching muscles begging for him to sleep, only for the others to simply nod at him, giving an excuse or ignoring him, walking to their bedrooms or the shower.
Jungkook stopped playing video games with him and stopped sneaking chocolate into his hands when the others weren't looking , he had even stopped playing games himself, simply passing out on the sofa when he had free time .
Taehyung stopped cuddling and watching movies with him, not even speaking to him anymore, when he used to chatter and gossip all day.
Jimin was no different, he wouldn't bake something with Namjoon, and Namjoon misses the fun they had as they baked cookies or cake, laughing around in the kitchen as they spilt flour or eggs on the floor.
Yoongi never really changed, so that didn't matter to Namjoon, but what hurt him the most was Hoseok and Seokjin.
The two men who he had fallen for, they would ignore him, simply telling him they were tired, only speaking up and warning him when Namjoon said he wanted to go outside.
That hurt.
It hurt that they didn't see Namjoon skipping meals, it hurt that they didn't care if Namjoon sat in the bath for hours on end, it hurt that they didn't care if Namjoon locked his door, staying in bed for days.
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