namjoon and seokjin were known to be the best of lovers to the public. everything they did, every word they spoke to each other, it was filled with nothing but love.
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but it wasn't truly like that in private.
namjoon was crazy for seokjin. he loved him more than everything. all the riches, all the fame, could and would never compare to the feelings he felt for the black-haired male.
seokjin, on the other hand, was for the money. he was respectful, calm but he had grown into a greedy young man. when him and namjoon starter off in the acting industry, they were already dating. fame got to him, but not to namjoon.
it was all so good, they were living a dream. they were young and ij love, happy and couldn't wish for more.
until, namjoon smelt a different perfume on seokjin's suit jacket. he didn't take it to heart, thinking his fiancè was just trying out new scents. it began to become worse to the point where seokjin wouldn't try to hide his affairs.
namjoon would see blood red lip stick on his white collars, different hickeys on his neck that he didn't make. he felt so useless.
his lover wasn't in love with him anymore.
but what was he going to do? how could it be his fault that seokjin fell out of love with him? he knew he put his everything into the relationship, he knew he put seokjin first always. he knew that if this was meant to be this way and they were never meant to be together, he'd just have to accept it.
so he confronted seokjin.
"do you love me, seokjin?"
"hm?" seokjin looked up from his phone and script, cocking his brow as he let out a soft cunning chuckle. "why would you even ask that, namjoon? of coruse i love you.."
namjoon let out a soft hum and held up all the shirts he didn't wash, and all the evidence he had of seokjin's affair.
lip stick smugged shirts also perfume scented, printed screenshots of conversations, pictures.
"you do, huh..?" namjoon gave seokjin not sad, but disappointed eyes. the black-haired boy's heart dropped for a moment. he thought he was being careful with hiding everything, he thought he was getting away with it.
"you don't.." namjoon let out a small bitter laugh, holding back tears. "l-lovers don't love other people behind each other's backs.."
