The candy shop |Namjin|

42.

namjoon now had his own apartment. it was disgusting to say the least. but it's all that he could afford.

inside is painted an ugly brown, the paint chipping at every corner. the toilet was barely able to flush and the water from the sink was only a little drizzle. there would be the occasional bug crawling around as well. plus, there were many sketchy people here.

he decided to text yoongi that he was fine. he'd start living a brand new life. get a new job and find somebody else to love. it'd be simple, right?

perhaps this was destined for him. maybe it was the universes way of telling him that jin wasn't met for him.

it's funny how a little misunderstanding can cause something so horrid. he still couldn't believe that the boy he loves most had hit him. It just wouldn't register in his brain.

surely he could atleast listen to his side of the story. but apparently that's too much to ask. though atleast this taught him life isn't all peaches and cream.

he still has yoongi, and that's all he can ask for at the moment. someone who truly cares about him and won't leave him because of a stupid misunderstanding. that's what he needs, and yoongi is exactly that.