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-"Did you even sleep enough?"
Namjoon asked the younger, keeping an eye on the boy who was trying his best not to fall asleep only from standing on his legs.

It was around 11 am at Saturday and Jeongguk really started to question the people who are already working, as he came only before a half hour, not understanding how the hell can they even walk or smile when it was that early in the morning?

-"Ehhh no... Gosh I'd give even my Rolex away for a cup of black coffee now... "
The younger answered, not even being able to hold his yawning, being tired from the night he played games at. Jeongguk then started to stretch a little his trained body, sighing in content as he felt the sleepiness go a little away.

-"What did you usually do wh-"
The older immediately stopped in talking, a knock was heard which made both males look at the white door, and then looking at each other, blinking in confusion. A nurse came only two minutes before, so who could it be?

As all of sudden an actually tall man, with wide shoulders, blonde hair and full lips, entered the room, holding a bouquet of yellow flowers in his hand, smiling. Seeing the stranger, Jeonguk thought, he looked lovely, loveable... As if he couldn't hurt a fly.

But the thought left his mind just as fast, as it entered it, seeing the patients face, his expression but also the way his skin shaded in a white tone.

-"Joon... I missed you... "
The calm voice hit the four green walls in the room, being the only words yet spoken. The stranger sat down on a chair next to the bed, gently taking Namjoons hand and holding it between his both, wanting nothing but to give warmth.
-"How are you even doing? You didn't call Me... not even texted... "

The taller remained silent, only starring with his blank stare at the man. The man, he was once close with, the man, he once was planning to marry with, the only man he ever wanted to share his life with.

The man who left him.
Only because of his disease.

Jeongguk silently eyed the situation, staring at the strangers hands holding softly onto the hand of Namjoon, feeling a sting of jealous in his heart, wanting nothing more than to grab the man and throw him out of the room, which he successfully tried to hide, not wanting to cause any troubles right now.

He missed him?... Who's that?... Why is he THIS close to him?...

The youngest only clenched his hands into fists, which caused many times painful bruises and bloody wounds, as the teen couldn't hold his emotions anymore. He took a deep breath and all of sudden wide awake, he started to do finally his job for today, and taking every fabric, piece of material or clothe out of the white wardrobe, in order to clean a little up.

-"Seokjin... "
Namjoon only breathed quietly out, forgetting for a moment about Jeongguks presence, focusing only on the man he once loved the most. The warmth he felt on his right hand was calming, but it also brought back the moment he was left alone with his problems.
-"I really really missed you Moonie... "

Moonie? What's that name wtf-

-"Jeongguk?... Would you like to take a short break?... "
The question ripped Jeongguk out of his thoughts, meanwhile he judged the name which the "Seokjin-stranger" called the man, blinking in confusion but then shaking his head a little. His black smooth locks hugging his pretty, but still looking mean, face on the sides, as the shorter hairs couldn't really fit into his bun.

-"Nope I'm fine- act as if I'm not here."
He simply answered, having the urge to stay with the man, not wanting to leave him alone with the stranger for one second. Jeongguk knew, he felt possessive at this point, but he couldn't do it otherwise, as he felt more and more bonded with the man which he visited and took care of for almost two weeks now. He knew well, he shouldn't leave him alone, when someone could be a treat to him.

-"I came to talk Namjoon... It's serious... "
The wide-shoulder- started to talk, his voice rather calm and quiet, not wanting to be too loud and cause any possible headaches, his eyes looking at the hand of the man he once loved, noticing how perfectly they fit eachother even after these 4 months they didn't hold onto eachother.

-"Because Joonie... I want you back..."




What is Jeongguk going to do?...  What are you guys thinking? -w- Or what will Namjoon say about this? ~~~

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