play it back & press rewind to when you traced your fingers, drew my spine

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"I'd never be happy without you."

And Namjoon really couldn't as the words kept echoing through his mind, haunting each other, one word louder than the next one. They were playing inside of his mind like a broken record, continuously and he wasn't able to stop it. He wouldn't even if he could, because stopping the words meant he would have to face reality and he couldn't, he refused to. Hoseok was gone and so was his will, his passion, his soul and his heart.

Hoseok left him. The letter in his hands was all that's left.

'Let's stay friends. You know I can't live without you.'

What's that even supposed to mean? Well, it was his own fault that Hoseok was gone. There was no one else to blame than he himself. He had ed up, terribly.

The moment he had gotten home and no lights were greeting him hadn't worried him too much. He had been used to coming home to an already dark apartment since he'd always come home late and Hoseok would have already gone to bed just like that one time he had found him crying in his bed. He had promised to change and come home earlier, but he hadn't been able to keep his promise. He had come