YOUR POV

You were holding back sobs in your throat as you walked down the street. You didn't turn back, you didn't want to turn back because deep down you knew you'd return. You'd return to a heartbroken Namjoon and he wouldn't let you leave... whereas you wanted to leave. You didn't want to deal with this life or sickness, this wasn't the type of sickness Namjoon could help you with.

According to the hospital, they couldn't help either. "Excuse me miss, are you alright? Do you need help?" An older male tapped your shoulder, the voice was familiar but you couldn't figure it out.

"Y-yeah I'm fine.. I don't need help," You turned around and continued to walk away from your problems, and into the darkness.

"Y/N..." You heard the man mumble and you began to run, the last thing you wanted was help. The only thing you needed was a cure or death early. "Stop! Wait!"

"Fuck off!" You screamed, running through the trees.

NAMJOONS POV

I woke up in an empty bed, "Y/N?" I called out but I didn't get a reply, I was a little worried because last night she woke up crying. I said it was a bad dream but now I'm not too sure, I stood up and walked downstairs. "Y/N? Are you here?" She didn't have work today and that raised more concerns, I walked into the front room and looked at the TV.

Our wedding tapes were on, and there was a letter on the floor. I picked it up and read it slowly, the more and more I read it, the more and more my heart dropped. The more tears fell out my eyes. "Y/N?!" I yelled, of course I got no answer. I ran upstairs and changed into something more presentable, I put on my shoes and I ran outside. I didn't even bother to lock the door.

"Y/N?! Where are you?!"

"Namjoon!" I turned around at the sound of Taehyung's voice. "Namjoon! I-"

"Have you seen Y/N?" I asked, running my hand through my hair.

"I- Yes, and I chased her for about a mile but she got away and I'm so sorry. I had no idea what she was running from and I just-"

"Hey shush! It's fine, not really- It's okay..." I took a breath, "Help me find her..."

YOUR POV

You fell to the floor and looked around, you had no idea where you were but that was okay. At least you were away from Namjoon, at least you weren't lying to his face anymore. You stood up and sighed, it was still dark because you were alone in some forestry area. You heard a twig snap behind you and you carried on running, you weren't letting anyone get you.

Not now.

NAMJOONS POV

"Y/N?! Where are you...?" I wiped the sweat off my face and tears from my eyes. "Tae? Found anything?" He shook his head slowly. I groaned and kicked a can that was on the floor, where the fuck can see go?

"Maybe she's still around where I last saw her?" Tae said, I nodded and followed him to where she was last seen.

I don't know what you're running from, and I don't know where you are but I promise I'm coming to get you and I promise I'm going to fight for you and I'm going to help you through whatever it is that's scaring you.

I pressed send and caught up with Tae, "Y/N?!" It was silent, cars couldn't be heard, people weren't even heard. Even I had no idea where we were but I'm going to find my baby girl and I'm going to do it today. I looked around things, behind things and under things.

"Namjoon!" Tae called out, I ran towards him and stopped immediately when I saw a forest opening. "I had no idea this was here and-"

"I'm looking in there." I said, walking towards the entrance. "If we get lost, I have data. I can look at the maps... right?" I shrugged and walked in, praying to god that she was there.

YOUR POV

Your phone buzzed and you looked down at the message from Namjoon. You stood there, debating whether you should reply.

Don't come find me.
[You have blocked this number]

You were dying and no one could stop that, it was clear now. Namjoon couldn't help you, in fact... he'd get rid of you. So.. why not get rid of yourself? You stopped running now, you were too tired. You were barely walking and you didn't even have enough energy to cry.

You sat down against a tree and twiddled with your thumb, "Should I really be doing this...?" You muttered, "Am I overreacting?"

You closed your eyes and began to think, you thought about telling Namjoon that you had cancer. You thought about it all but never... ever did you think about what he would do.

Before you knew it, you fell asleep.

NAMJOONS POV

"Y/N?!" I screamed, my voice was becoming hoarse now, the screaming was bound to damage my throat but I was okay with that as long as I found my princess. I walked forward, I followed any footprints I could find and eventually, it led me to where I wanted to be.

I looked at the sleeping figure, "Tae!" He ran over and sighed a massive sigh of relief, "What is-"

"We finally found her!" He danced a happy dance as I leaned over and picked Y/N up. I was gentle with her all the way home, I placed her down on the bed and let her sleep, wiping away a tear of joy.

YOUR POV

You opened your eyes and you didn't see trees or feel the cold breeze, instead you found your posters on the wall and you felt the bedsheets on you. "Y/N...?" You looked at the door when it opened, Namjoon was stood there with a worried face. You stood up and ran into him, he pulled you into a hug and let you cry into him.

"Why did you leave? What were you running from...?" His voice cracked, you felt guilt rising in your stomach, you felt sadness making its way into your tears.

"I- I'm sorry... you weren't supposed to find me and I just-"

"Y/N, why not?" He whispered.

"Because... I was running from a problem that will always be with me." You sniffed and let your arms drop to your sides.

"No... no it-"

"Yes it will." You said, turning away.

Namjoon sighed, "What's the problem?"

You turned around and looked dead into his eyes, "Cancer."

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There probably won't be a part three whoops