hey;
jin
i hope you're
re a ding this
i'll miss you
o kay ?
———
hoseok picked up three more pills, drowning them in the water, and swallowing them.
he added 9 more cuts, and more tears streamed down his face, he could see a faint light shine through the crank in his blinds. seokjin was home.
he didn't care.
he just kept doing what he was doing.
he just wanted to die.
no harm in that.
right?
