Like always, this is Namjin ost, so enjoy listening to it while reading the last part.

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Namjoon wakes up to an all to known white wall.

He sits up and looks around.

The same closet, same hospital bed, same photo of Hobi, Jungkook and him hanging on the wall.

Namjoon looks at his hands.

It's real ... but ...

He touches all his body, trying to feel himself.

Everything is the same ... but ...

The platinum-haired stands up and changes from his pajamas to a rather comfortable wear.

Some sweatpants and black t-shirt.

He looks at the mirror and somehow, somehow something changed.

The older looks at his reflection.

It's odd ... why can I feel myself, think, even walk around but not feel like I belong here?

He touches the mirror, his face through it but doesn't see anything out of the ordinary.

Glancing at the clock he notices the late time and makes his way, once again late, to the main hall.

On the way he sees Jungkook with his purple hair and rainbow shoes, waving at him.

"Late again?" Namjoon can only nod.

"Don't worry the session was canceled so you can take your sweet time." The younger smiles his signature bunny smile, patting the older's shoulder.

When the nurse turns around, a glimps of a gray-haired replaces the purple hair, making Namjoon shake his head to see clearer again.

How odd

The platinum-haired decides to visit his boyfriend, maybe he will be able to explain this strange feeling.

While crossing the bridge between the wards a red head catches his attention.

"Hello there! Long time no see Joonie." Hobi exclaims stopping in front of Namjoon followed suit by his boyfriend.

He's wearing matching clothes with Yoongi, where Hoseok wears white the other wears black and vis versa.

Once in front of the younger, the red-haired leans his head against his boyfriend's shoulder, never losing Namjoon’s gaze.

"It hasn't been that long Hobi." The younger explains, trying to remember exactly when it was.

No matter how hard he tries, he can't remember.

"It has been Iike a week! You're always with your boyfriend now, I feel like you're forgetting your friends." Yoongi pinches his boyfriend on the cheek.

"Look who's talking! We've been in your room for a week too!" The oldest fakes being angry just to get an excuse kiss from his partner.

Hobi places many soft kisses on the other's cheek, trying to redeem himself.

Yoongi can't hold up the facade much longer and starts giggling.

"Y'all are really cute, I would gladly put y'all as dressing for my cake since sweetness is not a problem." Yoongi looks at the platinum-haired shocked yet smiling.

"Smooth talk my friend, you use it in bed too?" The red-haired retorts finally looking back at Namjoon.

"Let me just ignore that sentence. By the way, I'll be going to meet my boyfriend so see ya around. Use protection kids." The youngster turns around, running to the other side, fearing a slap from Hobi.

"We're your elders!" Was the last thing he could make out before looking one last time back. Suddenly, both males aren't there anymore.

Very peculiar

How did they move so fast?

After finally reaching the special victim’s aile, the platinum-haired spots other two love birds hanging out by the door of room 203.

Felix seems to notice him and waves his left hand.

"Heyo there mate! Haven't seen you in a while."

Namjoon tries to remember again, but no sense can be made out of his memories.

Why can't I recall the last time I saw them?

It's like having your memories wiped, but still knowing everything.

Who your friends are, where you are, what you have to do.

Chan is wearing a white and black crop top, exposing his six pack. For his lower part he decided to use black plain sweatpants.

Felix is like always, black sweater and black pants covering his body entirely.

"He's been with Seokjin, am I right?" The middle one asks, winking at Namjoon.

"I mean ... have you seen the guy?" Felix bursts out laughing.

Christopher just stands there, not understanding the joke.

"Oh my God, when did you get so flirty? Must have been because of your first time." While the youngest attempts to even his breath and Namjoon covers his blushing face, Bang Chan adds to the conversation.

"How was it?" The platinum-haired stops and looks at both of them. Just as he tries to remember, both males faces  change, just for a few seconds.

They seem older, more adult.

He shakes his head furiously.

"It's okay if you don't recall, you're memories are a bit fuzzy. Take your time. Tell us next time, okay? Now go see your sugar bunny." Chan exclaims, opening the door to his room.

Namjoon almost faints right there.

What is happening?

The platinum-haired reaches for his boyfriend's door, but a slight noise doesn't let him.

What is that?

A growing sound of someone screaming penetrates Namjoon’s ears. Which every minute it gets louder, making him cover his ears.

To no use.

The sound is so incredibly loud, his eyes water and his mind goes blank.

He faints.

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Seokjin has been very strange lately.

Always avoiding touch, not wanting to talk much.

I know something is wrong, but I also know he won't tell me if I push.

He will say it when he finds time suiting.

Yet he wanted to have sex so bad today, out of nowhere.

I didn't know what to say, so I obliged.

Every touch.

Every kiss.

Every whimper and shiver made Seokjin cry.

He held onto me like it was our last time.

I felt it like a goodbye so I tried to reassure him.

To reciprocate the 'I love you's.

To deepen the touch.

To penetrate his soul with mine and make one signle one.

I should have known.

I should have asked more.

I should have done something when I had the chance.

When he called me, a shiver ran down my spine.

I knew it was happening.

I felt it to my bone that this call would be the explanation.

My body and mind were ready but my soul and heart weren't.

The beginning was him crying.

Begging for forgiveness.

Begging me to let go to live a better life.

To find someone better.

No matter how much I tried to convince him, he wouldn't stop rambling.

I tried to drive as fast as I could, but being on the phone and driving, was extremely difficult.

The all to know voice on the phone says, without me being able to do much.

"I love you, okay? Nothing will ever change that. No matter how many years pass, no matter how many new people you meet, even if we one day can't be together anymore, remember I loved you with all my heart, soul and body.

You changed my life, Namjoon. You brought light into my pitch-black world.

I want you to be happy no matter what, okay? You don't need me to live a happy life, you can be happy on your own."

I just couldn't listen passively. "I won't leave you Jinnie, I love you too.

You changed my life just as much as I changed yours. You taught me how people can recover from immense pain and sorrow and still be amazing people."

I frustratingly scratch my nape.

The drive is incredibly long.

"I know you do, but you have to let me go to be truly happy.

I purple you Joonie

I don't deserve anyone's love and affection. I'm unclean. Please move on, you deserve someone better than me.

Farewell my Joonie"

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(Y'all can play it now)

Namjoon abruptly sits up. His once dry cheeks were a wet mess.

His hands shaking.

Jinnie died!

Nooooooooooooooo

"Tha .... that I...I...is to...to...to much!" The older pulls his hair, commencing yet again a panic attack.

There is no use in trying to stop it. All the memories came back, the real one's and the mirror one's.

A warm hand to his shoulder makes him look up.

What happens next can only be described as a meeting of two souls.

Love at first sight can't be compared.

Two souls that were once connected and linked lost their track, lost their way.

But destiny wouldn't have it, bringing them back together.

If one looked clearly a faint red string could be seen, wrapped around each of the boys pinkies.

Namjoon widens his eyes, let's his mouth open and hands fall down to his hip.

Time stops for both males to lock eyes.

Namjoon let's his tears roll down his face while his lips quiver, a small smile forms on his lips.

"It was ... it was all just a dream." The older can't hold back from embracing the younger in his arms.

"You never left, you were always here." The platinum-haired whispers in the other's ear.

Namjoon can feel the smaller's tears on his nape, wetting his neck.

His heart hasn't felt this whole for 16 years, the void almost consumed him once and constantly tries to take him again.

Yet Namjoon found his Jinnie again, it was all a nightmare, he just needed to wake up.

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Question of the day

How will this change Namjin's relationship?

Hope you liked it my Moonchildren 💜 😊