(y/n's pov)
I was in my room reading a book when I heard a knock on the door. The door opened and Namjoon came in and his eyes were red and puffy. I immediately stood up and hugged him. "Baby are you alright? What happened?" I asked as he buried his face into my chest and started crying. I stroked his head and back and waited for him to calm down, 15 minutes later he was finally better. "Can you tell me what happened now Joonie?" I asked worried "My parents are dead" "What? Why? How?" I was shocked by his words "I don't know Y/n. The only thing I know is that they were tortured" "People don't have mercy" I said and continued stroking his hair. "Joon we're together now. I'll keep you safe and-" " Don't finish this sentence Y/n. If they want to kill me they will and not only that but I'm the one who's supposed to keep you safe" he said letting go of me and walking away but I followed behind him and grabbed his hand. "Come on lets be positive" I said and turned him around to make eye contact. He let a deep sigh. "You're right. What happened is in the past, nothing can change it. We're together now and that's what we have to focus on" he said as dragged him on the bed and calmed him until he eventually fell asleep. i couldn't believe how bad people actually are, I guess we're actually alone in this world
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the one I loved
Fanfiction(rm x reader) this story takes place on 1939 in WWII. Y/n tells her grandchildren about her first and only love Kim Namjoon and their story (tw: contains graphic content and smut) (there will be a "tw" if a chapter needs it) (complete)
