Promises

35

The house was a mess. Namjoon was so angry that he had thrown the things around. The table near the couch was broken, the glass vase was thrown on the ground, shattering it. The TV broke because he had punched it for reflecting his face. There were shattered glasses all over the floor. There were drops of blood dripping out of Namjoon's hands and his cheek. Namjoon was angry at himself. He was mad that he let Seokjin go again. He groaned when his head started spinning.

"He was so cute and small."

Namjoon turned to the door, "Seokjin."

No.

He must be going insane. Seokjin already left. He held his head in his hands. Great. Now he was hallucinating about Soekjin's voice.

"I know. Too bad we couldn't click photos."

The door opened and Namjoon heard a gasp. He looked up and froze in his place. Seokjin was standing there with Saeha behind him. Seokjin's eyes went wide from the shock as he saw the house messed up. Everything was on the floor and Namjoon was standing in between the chaos.

Seokjin regained his posture and turned a little towards Saeha, "Call Sejin hyung and a doctor."

Saeha nodded and went away to make calls. Seokjin entered the house cautiously, "Namjoon... What happened baby?"

Namjoon released a broken breath as tears fell from his eyes.

Seokjin slowly walked towards Namjoon, avoiding the glass pieces, "Joon-ah." When he was just a few meters away, Namjoon's breath hitched and he fell on Seokjin. "Namjoon!" Seokjin caught him by his waist and tried to wake him, but nothing worked. He dragged Namjoon to their room. He laid Namjoon on the bed and tried to wake him up again. "Hey, baby... wake up. What happened?" He looked around and held his forehead with his hand, "Fuck."

He was about to go out when Saeha came in, "They are on their way."

Seokjin nodded, "Clean the living room. Very carefully. Please don't get hurt."

Saeha nodded and ran out again. Seokjin looked at Namjoon, "What the fuck happened?"

Seokjin sat on the couch and hid his face in his hands. After some time, the door opened, making Seokjin look up. He relaxed as he saw Sejin and the doctor entering the room. Sejin looked at Namjoon and then at Seokjin, "What happened?"

Seokjin sighed, "I don't know. When I came home, it was already a mess."

The doctor didn't waste any time and went straight to Namjoon. He checked him up and then looked at Seokjin, "He must have fainted due to the stress. I will dress the wounds for now. He will wake up soon."

Seokjin nodded. "Thank you very much."

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Namjoon groaned as he felt light irritating his eyes. He slowly opened his eyes and took the surroundings in. He was in his bedroom. It all felt like a nightmare. He gasped, "Hyung." As soon as he got up, he winced because of the pain in his head and his hands. He looked at his hands and gasped again. They were bandaged. He was hurt. It wasn't a dream.

"Namjoon?"

Namjoon turned to the voice and sighed, "Hyung."

Seokjin came closer to him and sat beside him on the bed, "What happened, baby?"

"Are you okay?"

Namjoon looked behind Seokjin and found Sejin and Saeha standing there. He nodded, "Yes. I am feeling okay." He looked at Seokjin, "I thought you left."

Seokjin was still confused, "Left? Where?"

Namjoon gulped, "Germany. Left me forever."

"Huh?" Seokjin tsked, "Namjoon, tell me the entire thing."

Namjoon nodded and slowly started narrating how he met Yerin and what she said, how he ran to the airport to stop Seokjin but the flight had already departed. "I was really scared and angry at myself, that I probably hurt you and that's why you-" He took a deep breath, "You left me."

Seokjin's face turned from worrying to frowning, "You made a mess out there because you were angry at yourself?"

"I-" Namjoon didn't have anything to say. He just nodded.

Seokjin scoffed and folded his hands in front of his chest. He glared at Namjoon, "That was how you handled your anger. So, if next time you are angry at me, you would probably hurt me too, won't you?"

Namjoon shook his head desperately, "No, hyung I wo-"

"Uhuh." Seokjin stopped him with his finger, "Save it. That wasn't a very healthy reaction, Namjoon!" He went to the other side of the bed and took the pillow and the blanket, "Think about what you have done. We will talk tomorrow."

He left the room followed by Sejin and Saeha. As soon as they reached the living room, Seokjin sighed and looked at Sejin, "I am really sorry, hyung. You had to come all the way here for this."

Sejin shook his head, "No problem at all, Jin-ah. I will get going. Take care, yeah."

Seokjin nodded and bowed to him. He looked at Saeha, "Aren't you going to leave?"

Saeha hesitated a bit, "Can I tell you something?" Seokjin nodded. "Weren't you too harsh on Namjoon-shi?"

Seokjin sighed and pointed at the TV, "Do you see that? He punched the TV in anger. Behaviour like this should never be encouraged. I know Namjoon would never knowingly hurt me, but you saw him when we came in, right? He wasn't in his right mind. He was so lost that he fainted. What if that happens when he is mad at me? And forget about me, what about others? What if he hurts others to an extent where things get out of hand? Okay, forget about others as well. What would have happened if today he would have hurt himself so bad that it was irreversible? Then what?"

Saeha nodded as she understood what Seokjin meant.

Seokjin closed his eyes, "It may seem like I am overreacting right now. But it is for his good. I can not let anything happen to him. He has to learn to control his anger. In a good and healthy way." He opened his eyes and looked at Saeha, "Thank you for being here. You must be tired as well. You should go home."

Saeha nodded and bowed before she left the room.

Seokjin took a few deep breaths and went to his old room to sleep his anger off.

Do not encourage the behaviour where a person destroys something in anger. It is a very toxic behaviour. Knowingly or unknowingly, their next target could be you. Do not think it is okay to get used to the things like these.