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"how the pained ones choose to keep their pain to themselves ends up hurting those who care too.
So if I could rewrite the times I was oblivious, I would make an accident enlighten me so that I would've been even a little prepared for the accident that destroyed a part of me."
《•°June
As Taehyung pulled me behind him, jogging after a breathless Namjoon, I had too much to think about. Different thoughts clogged my mind, V of BTS is holding my hand but I didn't feel anything. All the exhilarating moments wouldn't mean much at the wrong times, after all.
The floor beneath me felt cold and hard, would it have been less stressing if I found out about this on twitter like everyone else will? I can't tell. It feels awful.
The confusion was what I didn't anticipate, and the concern it was about left me baffled.
Who was I worried about, Jin... or SeokJin?
I shake my head and let the determination of an ARMY help me match V's pace. I would've felt the same for any of the boys. When we arrive, the crew crowds around a whimpering Jin before Namjoon clears the way and motions me over.
Jin was on the floor holding his leg with a face crumbled in pain, my body runs over on its own and I start inspecting. His hands were around the calf of his left leg, and while the other leg laid on the floor stretched this one was bent closer to his chest as he hunched over.
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