He collapsed on the ground sobbing. The other boy in front of you stared at his bloodied hands and freshly stained shirt. His kagune lowering around him, slowly meeting his eyes with yours, wearing a terrified expression, Namjoon managed to choke out, " J-jin.. I'm sorry." Imma sorryyyyyy (Does not follow the plot of Tokyo ghoul whatsoever! I just like the whole ghoul concept) Don't worry there will be much cheesiness and cliché. But I (J)hope it will be enjoyable regardless. First BTS fanfic! Flicks through everyone's POV at some point, but it mainly focuses on Namjoon.(I'm sorry my bias) I do not own BTS (and their band members) or Tokyo Ghoul. Credits to respectful owners.