“Thank you for letting me be me.
For helping me fly.
For giving me wings.
For straightening me out.
For waking me from being suffocated.
For waking me from a dream which was all I was living in.
When I think of you the sun comes out.
So I gave my sadness to the dog...
Thank you, for being 'us'”

“Wow, Joon that's some deep stuff,” a soft giggle passed through her rims, her eyes still entangled into the colluding constellation.

Namjoon couldn't help but stare at the petite girl right next to him. The bewitching luminaries reflected onto her pupils, ratifying her beauty in every aspect. The verges of his lips tugged up, a smile decoring his face, his dimples contouring a little more.

“I meant every word. Thank you, Aro. I don't know what my life would have been like without you...” He could feel his voice quiver as his emotions began to run wild, “I will keep my promise Aro, I will stay, forever. I love you...”

She turned around and looked up, fixating her beautiful irises on him as her lips broke into a sad smile. She pushed herself up onto her tippy-toes, her little toes placed upon his and slowly leaned her body against him, her lips softly caressing his dimples.

“I love you too Kim Namjoon, a lot!”

When love is stubborn when love is indigent when love is by your side: it is sweet, it is bitter, it is every taste your palate devours yet, unforgettable.
Aro and Namjoon were one soul two bodies and they were bound beyond days, beyond wait, beyond time.

“And I'm so proud of you,” she whispered, a lone tear escaping and sliding down her cheeks, could perhaps Namjoon hear her plea.

Momentary bliss turned to a shattering reality, the cliff that made love had turned into a merciless demon.
Aro's feet right at the edge of death, a few untold steps and she slipped to her doom.

But Joon, he would never let go.
His palms holding onto her, adrenaline bleeding, "Aro, please hold on..."

"Joon, please... Save me!"

***

Namjoon suddenly gasped, his bloodshot eyes filled with restrained tears fluttered open as he sat upon his bed.
His body washed in a layer of cold sweat.

“Hyung? Hyung, are you okay?” Jungkook's voice could be heard as he worriedly watched his leader move out of bed in an alarmed manner.

“Hyung, it was just a nightmare.”

Namjoon slowed down his motions to look over his shoulder at the younger boy to offer him a small smile, “Kook if it was a mere
nightmare, Ar-" So much to say, yet.
"I'm not feeling well, please inform Seokjin-hyung that he's in charge tonight and do send my apologies to Bang PD.”

Jungkook stared at the older male, internally debating whether he should keep bothering him or let him go. But the latter would do. So, deciding to give him some space, Jungkook bowed politely before leaving his leader alone.

Twirling the chain that hung around his neck, Namjoon slumped his shoulders as he allowed those burning tears to fall.

“You lied to me. You said you would stay, but you left me all alone… Was I not enough, Aro?”

He took in a deep breath and brushed away those tears before anyone could walk into the room. He swallowed thickly before making his way to the bathroom to get ready to leave.

He had to visit that one place which would make him feel alive, again.