Yoongi slept peacefully while Namjoon quietly stared down at him.
He had to go. Only this one time..maybe. The older had a hand on the boy's shoulder, hoping he wouldn't wake up. Yoongi didn't even think about the wolf situation that the older had.
Namjoon carefully and quietly got off of the bed, hoping that Yoongi won't wake up and notice. He grabbed a pen and wrote something down on a sticky note, pulling it off and placed it down on Yoongi's phone.
He bends down, moving the boy's bangs out of his eyes. He softly pressed his lips on his cheek, looking at him to see if he's still sleeping. No reaction. He went leaned back up and just smiled softly.
"I'll be back." Namjoon softly whispered.
He walked towards the door, quietly twisting the doorknob and pulling the door open. He looked back at the boy, curling his brows. He doesn't want to break Yoongi's heart. He feels like he is.
He left the room, closing the door behind him.
A few hours later, Yoongi woke up from the sun in his eyes, making him lift up his hand to block it. He stretched out and sat up, yawning. He wild up his hair and finally noticed something odd.
Namjoon's not there.
"Namjoonie?" Yoongi started to looked around, quickly getting up off of his bed.
He grabbed his—oh. A sticky note on his phone. He picked up the sticky note and knitted his brows. The thing is, it's been years since Namjoon wrote on paper so, it was hard to even read his sad handwriting.
"..Back..soon...?" Yoongi knitted his brows, then suddenly curling them. "He..he left?" He put down the sticky note, crawling back on his bed to look out the window. "No, no, no.."
Yoongi slid down to the windowsill, putting his arms around his legs.
"I-I don't like being alone."
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