"I didn't believe he would come." He did the first day. And the second day... not so much after that. And then he believed he was dead and it was all over. He bit his lower lip, anxious and unsure. "He tried to ditch me. When he left all of you, he left me as well. I'm loyal, I'm his, it's my life, my destiny and he just walked away... he left me before, why wouldn't he leave me again."
Namjoon felt himself crying and raised his hand to try and wipe at his eyes. "He'd be happier without me but I don't know what to do without him."
"Shh, Namjoon-ah." Hobi sighed, stroking Namjoon's hair. Poor, broken, very high on pain meds boy. "Shh. It's all right. Look, calm down. Think about it. Imagine if he had ditched you when he tried. Like he ditched us. Then what would have happened? Maybe he tried doing that so you wouldn't be in danger, huh? Couldn't that be why?"
"I would have been alone though! I couldn't go home if I failed, I would have been alone. I have no one. No one but Yoongi. It's always been him and he just walked away." Namjoon's voice hitched as he sobbed, feeling awkward and pathetic but unable to stop himself, he rubbed at his eyes, just a hot mess. Oversharing on a painkiler high. "I love him and he left me. He shuts him out and he pushes me away but I can't leave so what do I do? I can't-- I can't." There was no answer.
"Aw, it's okay. You've got uncle Hobi now too! Just wait for uncle Ten to come visit, we will have a grand old time. I'll introduce you to churros and karaoke. This time you can't escape me." Hobi decided that the teenage painkiller gangster angst was too much to deal with, so he opened up his laptop and then went right to the first cute animals playlist he could find, full-screening it. "There. Watch that, that's much better."
Namjoon kept crying for a while, wiping at his eyes as he watched some puppies toddle around a room, melting slowly. And then, amazingly, he did relax and stop crying. He watched various cute animal videos until his eyes got tired and he passed out again, mouth open and glasses falling off his face.
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Namjoon felt himself crying and raised his hand to try and wipe at his eyes. "He'd be happier without me but I don't know what to do without him."
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