Chapter 2 - Nothing But A Greedy Dog

Namjoon takes the bowl filled with the absurd liquid in his hands carefully, bringing to slowly towards the table Jin was sitting in front of.

'Are you sure about it? You know the consequences of calling him here, right?' Namjoon asks, for he knew that once Taehyung came, it would be impossible to make him leave for at least 12 hours.

'Even if it wouldn't be Taehyung who has committed the crime, I want to meet my demon, after all, it's a part of me,' Jin says, even though he had no will to meet him again, he just loved to deny to everything Namjoon said.

'Okay then, as you say,' Namjoon says, knowing all the cunningness showed by Jin was going to disappear into the thin air.

Namjoon suddenly, yet gently grabs Jin's hand, as Jin feels a jolt of electricity running through his body. Namjoon lets out a laugh before placing his other hand on the bowl.

"Narrow, dark streets;
Bright houses and steeples,
Melancholy, and pleasurable thrills,
The chiming of deadly clocks,
And people's unfimiliar sides,
Rooms filled with warm comfort,
Rooms filled with mystery and profound fear of ghosts,
The two realms, please coincide here,
And make the day and night issue from two poles."

Namjoon chants the mantra, repeatedly, till he finally feels something paranormal. He quickly closes his eyes, wanting to feel more of it.

Jin, sitting right opposite to him, gazes at the figure of Namjoon, his eyes were closed, and his facial features were relaxed, as if he was thinking of something, or having a two-sided conversation in mind.

After a few minutes, Namjoon's eyes jerk open, scaring Jin, as he flinches.

'what happened?' Jin asks, curious.

'he said that,' Namjoon's head forms a crease.

'said what?' Jin gets impatient.

'he wasn't the one in your dreams, he said that he doesn't need to come to your dreams when he is already surfacing you,' Namjoon says while Jin processes each word.

'what did he mean by... surfacing me?' Jin asked, this time, he was the one confused.

'Come on, Jin. You know what I mean,' Namjoon says, while standing up.

'Ever since the death of your girlfriend, it's like you have died too, and so have our friendship.'

Namjoon turns, his eyes locking with the brown pair of eyes in front of him.

'I miss the old Jin, how he used to love putting on make-up on himself, and on me sometimes. I miss the Jin who used to drive me home when I was drunk, I miss the old Jin, and it's hard to go on pretending that we were never friends when you are here, right in front of me.'

'Friendship? It was never between us, Joon. It was just the greed of a poor dog hungry for money,' Jin says through gritted teeth.

Namjoon sighs. He knew that it wasn't appropriate to bring on the past painful memories so suddenly, but being his past friend, a part of him still did care.

His chest hurt, as if something heavy was placed on it, and he needed to remove the burden off his chest. He didn't show his sadness but that didn't mean that the sadness was any less painful to him than any other human.

He felt angry at being referred to as a dog, but he gulped down his anger as he knew it would help Jin at least get a bit of his anger out.

'Being angry over the past won't bring her back, Ji--

Before Namjoon could say anything, he stands up from his chair and strides against the exit, banging the door shut.

'You can't escape the reality, Jin,' Namjoon sighs.

'I can't believe I went to that bitch's house,' Jin says to himself, banging the car door close before starting it to drive off to his house.

Jin's brown hair, normally swept neatly, was not messed up, dangling from his head. He knew that he left because he couldn't stand the situation, but the knowing didn't soften his desolation.

Jin's POV

What does that shit-head mean by 'friendship'? I think we had already talked about this earlier. We both know that it wasn't friendship hat was between us. He just loves to bring over all the sad memories again.

I honk the car horn furiously. I need to reach my house as soon as possible.

And what does that egg head mean by my demon surfacing me? Of course I am normal.

I suddenly feel something buzzing in my pants. I take my phone out.

'Ugh, it's Namjoon again.'

I don't answer his call and let it ring until it silents. He calls me repeatedly, and I don't answer it.

I finally reached my house. I get out of my car as I get a notification from my phone.

And as expected, it's from Namjoon.

Namjoon
Wed, 3:30 am.

Not picking up my calls? I see. But I am not eager to talk to you too, it's to tell you to be careful tonight. As I told you, chanting the mantra made Taehyung get caged in your dreams for 12 hours. This night is going to be tough. Meet you later, only if you survive, of course. ;)

No matter how angry I was, all my energy drains out as I read the message.

My steps halt towards the door of my house as I grab the knock and open it.

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Hello guys! I am sorry for not being able to update since so much time, my mom's health wasn't well so I couldn't get time to write. It's fine now so I will try to update soon. Please show some love to my book. ❤️❤️❤️