Writing Is Okay

The (h/c) haired man looked blankly outside the window, feeling numb and empty. There was no joy or sadness watching the birds fly in the beautiful sky as sunset, that he used to love so much, turned to night. There was nothing, and he wished he could hate it. But he couldn’t, right now he was just an emotionless doll waiting for a doctor to fix him and the man only wished he listened to his mom when she said to be careful. He laid down and closed his eyes to remember what brought him to the cold white room of a hospital.

The world was both lovely and cruel as humanity evolved where feelings and empathy mattered more than anything. People were more considerate on who they truly loved as they learned that each heartbreak will take away emotions from the person who has been hurt. Luckily, it wasn’t something small like unrequited crushes or small fights with a friend/lover or something unavoidable like death taking away a loved one. No, when someone you love and hold dear betrays you or crushes your heart and trust is when your heart is chipped, the more important they are in your life, the bigger the chip. Of course, the world has found a way around a feeling empty forever. If it’s a couple of chips then simple therapy and medicine will help heal you with time but for more severe cases and those who are completely empty, there is a procedure performed where doctors will piece and fix the broken heart but at the cost of the memories of those who broke it. May it be parents, lovers, best friends, anyone who hurt the person will be forgotten. 

(Y/n) learned to be careful from his mother as his father left them when he turned 5 and saw his mom become less caring, not completely but her love became less apparent. While his father was never there enough for (Y/n)’s heart to chip, his mother suffered greatly, she got better after a few years but she had told him to make sure that the person he chose to love was true and to never hurt them like his father did to her.

He knew to be careful who he gave his heart to but then in college he met someone who made his heart beat fast, Kim Seokjin, an acting major who was slightly older than the other. They hit it off when they were paired up for a scene in an acting class, and were often teasing each other and trying to get the other to break character in class. On one of their practice days, Seokjin took the other back to his dorm to practice where he met his 6 bandmates. The 6 were enamoured by the scene they performed and cheered for their hyungs. After that, the (h/c) male often visited the dorms to hang out and cheer on his new friends as they trained and debuted. 

(Y/n) found that hangouts were either loud and exciting as a whole or small group or a quiet one on one with a member. Of course, the male was never with one member for too long as another would join soon after, pouting (mostly the maknae line) and wanting attention. This escalated to a day where they all fought for (Y/n)’s attention and while the other found it flattering, it got tiring dealing with the same squabbling and confronted them about it. It led to the band looking away and turning red from embarrassment as they sputtered excuses. (Y/n) expressed his concerns of him not wanting to ruin their band if they’re going to fight because of him and he’s willing to leave them alone if he’s causing them too much trouble. They quickly went to him and tackled him to the ground in a group hug, yelling not to leave and saying it’s because they all were trying to court him and see who he would choose. 

It was (Y/n)’s turn to flush red and let out a small “oh”. He then started to laugh, much to the others confusion and hurt. (Y/n) apologized and quickly explained that he didn’t realize that they were actually flirting with them and felt stupid(to which all of them denied and said he’s amazing). He admitted to having crushes on all of them but didn’t want to choose and hoped they would rather be friends rather than someone getting hurt if he chose only one. They all cooed at his sweetness and shared a look and nodded. 

They said they’re willing to share if the other will have all of them and (Y/n)’s eyes widened as he asked if they were sure. The boys answered him with kisses making him laugh and kiss them back with the same enthusiasm. They were the happiest men in the world. This was it, this was love, it was all theirs to cherish and to hold.

(Side: Hoseok)

Hoseok laid on his bed in his new apartment, staring blankly at the ceiling. It’s been a couple months since his and (Y/n)’s break up and in those couple of months so much had happened. (Y/n) had the managers change schedules so they wouldn’t see each other and even asked them to prevent any meetings and collaborations with him, he had to move into a shared apartment with Jimin and Taehyung, Mina and (Y/n) “broke up” but they still hang out and while Hyuna wanted to stay together with Hoseok, he couldn’t find the love he once felt for her or the strength to stay with her and ended their relationship after a month of trying.

Just thinking about it made him tear up again and he ended up scrubbing his eyes to try to stop them but it was useless as he ended up sobbing. He only stopped when he heard knocking on his bedroom door.

“Hobi-hyung?” A voice called out before the person opened the door and walked in.

Hoseok looked to see that it was Jimin and Taehyung. They sighed and laid by his sides, trying to comfort him with cuddling.

“Hyungie don’t you want to eat? Jin-hyung came over and he’s preparing some lunch.” Taehyung asked.

Hoseok shook his head and continued to stare at the ceiling.

“Please? You haven’t eaten a proper meal in weeks. And Jinnie-hyung wants to see you!” Jimin tried but was only met with another shake of Hoseok’s head.

Taehyung sighed, “Fine, we tried to do this the easy way. Jungkook! He refused!” He yelled. 

Hoseok looked at him in confusion before Taehyung and Jimin leaped up and wrapped him in his blanket as Jungkook came in and lifted him up.

“Hey! What are you- No stop! I don’t want to do anything!” Hoseok tried to get out but the blanket acted as restraints to prevent him from struggling.

Jungkook carried him to the living room where he saw the rest of the members waiting and sat him down on the couch beside Yoongi and Namjoon. Jin came in and put a plate of food in front of him before sitting on a chair with Jungkook. Hoseok freed himself and crossed his arms, pissed at his members for going against his wishes.

“I’m not hung-“ he said but was interrupted by Jin.

“Eat.” Jin said looking at him expectantly.

He shook his head so Jin got up and took a spoon full and lifted it to his mouth with a ‘smile’, “I said. Eat.”

Hoseok shivered at the look he was getting so he opened his mouth to have Jin shove the spoon in. He choked at the forcefulness but swallowed the food.

Jin rolled his eyes and offered the spoon, “Now do you want to feed yourself or do you need me to keep feeding you?” He asked.

Hoseok took the spoon with haste and started eating to please his hyung, Jin smiled and sat back down. It was uncomfortable as his members watched him eat and when he finished, he muttered a thank you and got up but was stopped as Yoongi and Namjoon took his hands and pulled him back down.

“We need to talk.” Namjoon said.

Hoseok shook his head, “There’s nothing-“

“Bullshit. Ever since you and (Y/n) broke up, you’ve been sulking. While it’s okay to do so, you’re not getting better and you need to stop wallowing in guilt and self-pity and try to move on because it’s affecting the whole group.” Yoongi said bluntly.

“Hyung!””Yoongi!” The others hissed at him.

Yoongi just shrugged, stood up and set a hand on Hoseok’s shoulder, “No, he needs to wake up. Us babying him and sugar coating everything isn't going to help him. Hoseok, You need to move on and learn to forgive yourself.” He sighed.

Hoseok took a sharp intake of breath as tears welled up in his eyes. He knew Yoongi was right but it hurt to try to move on and he didn’t know how. 

He let out a small sob, “How can I? How can I forgive myself when even (Y/n)-hyung, the most forgiving person I know, can’t forgive me?” He cried.

Jimin and Taehyung moved and hugged him as he cried. 

“(Y/n)-hyung may not forgive you. But do you think that you wallowing in self pity and guilt is going to change anything? What’s done is done, hyung. You need to learn to let go of your past with him, learn from your mistakes, not stay stuck in what you could’ve done. Right now, he’s hurting as much as you are but he needs to heal from his hurt before he can ever forgive you and you need time to figure out what you need not what you want.” Namjoon spoke softly.

It was quiet for a moment saved for Hoseok’s sniffles. 

“I don’t even know where to begin with.” Hoseok said quietly.

The small response was enough to make the others smile, “We’ll help you. Remember you never walk alone.” Seokjin said with a giggle and earned collective groans and giggles.

Hoseok smiled softly. Who knows? Maybe one day it’ll be better and (Y/n) will find it in his heart to forgive him. But for now, he’ll make sure to become a better person, someone worth forgiving.

(Side: (Y/n))

(Y/n) smiled in his cup of tea as he listened to Mina rattle off about her new choreography that was a little too hard. They had “broken up” a half a year ago but said that they’ll maintain their friendship which they did well. He chuckled as she groaned and laid her head down on his dinner table and sighed.

“Anyway, that’s how my part of life is going. Other than that the girls understand why I’m uncomfortable with Hyuna and don’t force me to interact with her more than I need to, thank god, but she still apologises from time to time. I don’t think I can forgive her though.” Mina said, getting quieter towards the end and putting her head down on the table.

(Y/n) put his cup down and reached over to pat her head, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to. As long as you could work with her, you don’t have to forgive her just yet. You need time, we need time.” He spoke softly.

Mina looked up and smiled but it didn’t reach her eyes, “How are you doing? Is everything fine with BigHit? The boys? You haven't spoken about them in so long.” She asked.

She saw how his eyes hardened and looked away, “The company understands my problem with working with Hoseok and does well with keeping us separate. The boys on the other hand, I don’t really talk to them at all. The first couple months, they comforted me and such but at some point they would always want to talk about Hoseok and how he is when I don’t ask and some point I asked them to stop and that I don’t want to talk about him. After that, I just haven’t wanted to hang out with them because they would always look at me with something of pity and I know that they wanted me to just talk to Hoseok. I get that they want to help Hoseok and he’s their friend but it hurts that they forget that I’m their friend too and that they expect me to forgive him just so everything can go back to the way it was.” He ranted quietly but no anger can be heard only sadness.

Mina frowned at his rant. It wasn’t hard to notice how the other changed and it concerned her to a degree. He wasn’t as outgoing or as nice to people as he used to be. (Y/n) had become less trusting and closed himself off from everyone else, bitter at the world.  She remembered clearly when one of their other friends asked why he said that he trusted people too much and it hurt when it backfired on him. His fans noticed how his music turned into a darker theme than the lighter tones he used to produce, how his Vlives became quieter and less. 

“(Y/n)...” She sat up and looked at him, “Listen I’m not trying to be mean but you can’t keep letting Hoseok’s mistake affect you. You need to let go of your anger at yourself and him, not necessarily forgive him but look how you’re letting it affect you! You pushed away your best friends instead of talking to them. You used to be able to talk to people you had problems with and fix them, not run away from them as soon as you were scared of being hurt.” She looked at him with concern.

(Y/n) sighed, “It’s not easy. I can’t- I can’t forget how no matter how I tried to talk about my concerns with Hoseok and how he still-“ he paused, and tried to clear the limp in his throat that formed, “How it didn’t matter. How in the end talking and trusting got me nowhere but hurt.” He whispered. 

Mina went to where he sat and rubbed his back, she knew he still hurt from everything and it’s about time he confronted it. But she also knew that he needed time away from things that reminded him of Hoseok and asked their companies in advance for a vacation.

“Not everyone will do that to you (Y/n). You need to learn to trust others again. I know it’s not easy but it’ll get better, you're right that it’ll take time so,” she paused to get something from her bag which got him to look at her as she pulled a plane ticket out, “Go take some time to yourself to find some peace. God knows I am.” She smiled.

He took a look at it confused, “But I still need-“

“BigHit gave you the green light saying it’ll do you some good to take a month off since you don’t take any breaks. At all. So travel for a while. That ticket to Hawaii is for tomorrow.” Mina smiled and got up to leave.

(Y/n) got up still stunned, “Wait. I-um. Thank you for-“ Mina interrupted with a giggle.

“No problem, think of it as a way of me paying you back for being my friend. Now go pack.” She shooed him before leaving.

“Oh and (Y/n)?” She called out before closing the door, “Talk to the other boys when you get back at least. Talk about what hurt you when you were with them, make them understand okay? You’ll at least do that for me?” She asked.

(Y/n) paused and nodded. She smiled before closing the door.

(Y/n) smiled and shook his head at her kindness. He went to his room and fell on his bed, looking at the ceiling before holding his ticket up to look at it, some time away will do him good.

He wondered what he would do for a month but didn’t let his mind wander too far, he had some packing to do. After all, he knew Mina was right, he needed some time alone to help him move on if being around here didn’t. Who knows, maybe he’ll find some peace being alone. 

A month later…

Two males glare at each other with anger, neither willing to back down, no matter how their throats burned from yelling at each other. 

“How could you make such a big decision without me?” (Y/n) yelled.

“I’m sorry okay?! It was brought to the table when I met with the managers and the only solution was for everything to be okay was to date them!” Hoseok explained again.

(Y/n) pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed, “So let me get this straight: because some other couple got caught dating in public, our managers decided that because we-,” He paused to motion between the two for emphasis, “are in a relationship that could also turn into a scandal that we should cover up and date the ones that got caught?! And when presented to you, my childhood love, who knows that I don’t like it when a decision is made for me without actually discussing it with me, agreed to it and didn’t tell me so I could find out through our companies making a public statement!” The enraged male yelled.

Hoseok winced as he really didn’t have an argument, “They wanted an answer right there and then. They said if I agreed to it then we wouldn’t have to worry about a scandal and that skin ship would be more okay because people would think we’re in a relationship with Mina and Hyuna and not think twice about it! They said if I disagreed, then the other two would have to quit being idols and that we would have to end our relationship to prevent media from ruining both of us! I never had a choice! I’m sorry!” He cried out, tears welling up and threatening to fall.

(Y/n) softened at the explanation. Knowing that Hoseok did it with everyone in mind, he hugged the other and soothed him. But He wanted to know more of the terms of the agreement so he changed his tone to a softer one, “What do we do? Just go on dates they plan, and hold hands with them?” (Y/n) asked softly.

Hoseok nodded, “Only that and look like we like them when we’re together, I made sure it was only that. I’m sorry.” He apologized again and pressed further into the other’s embrace. 

“I know, it’s okay Hoseok.” (Y/n) said, forgivingly, causing the other to whine.

(Y/n) pulled away to look at the other with slight confusion, causing the other to throw himself back into an embrace, “You’re still mad, you don’t like calling me Hoseok. Please call me love, Hobi, honey, anything! You still love me, right?” Hoseok begged.

(Y/n) smiled at his boyfriend’s cute behavior and gave him an Eskimo kiss before giving him an actual kiss, “Of course baby, I still love you! This won’t stop me from loving you. I don’t think anything will.” He said and began peppering kisses on Hoseok.

Hoseok whined but gave a heart smile to let the other know that he loved the attention, “Hyung! Stop!” He halfheartedly pushed the other away.

The other hummed as if in thought, “Nope! Have to prove I love you, sunshine.” (Y/n) chuckled.

(Y/n) pulled Hoseok into a passionate kiss, “I’ll make sure to show how much I love you tonight but I have to punish you for being bad don’t I?” He whispered into Hoseok’s ear.

Hoseok whined and nodded, “m sorry.” He said with eyes starting to glaze causing (Y/n) to smirk and lead him to their bedroom.

——————

The weeks following, the two were able to increase the skin ship but also were not able to go out as offer due to them having to take Mina and Hyuna on dates. More than not, Hoseok and Hyuna got more dates as their relationship became more popular with the fans and (Y/n) had to watch as their time together depleted more and more as Hoseok spent more time with Hyuna. 

He began to doubt himself and the relationship as he knew that Hyuna was his ideal for a girl. While he was Hoseok’s ideal for a guy, it didn’t stop his doubts as Hoseok began to drift away from him. Funnily enough, (Y/n) went to Mina to talk about his fears, too scared going to any of the other boys would affect their band and ruining their closeness. Mina didn’t mind (Y/n)’s company and vise versa and the two had become good friends over the time they were forced together.

As he explained his fears on one of their “dates” at a quiet cafe, Mina’s expression became more steeled and serious. When he finished, he nervously looked at her for denial that Hyuna was acting different and that he doubted the two unjustly. 

Mina looked away, not wanting to look at the other’s reaction, “You noticed too, huh? Hyuna hasn’t even looked at me in a week. She just comes home and goes on her phone before sleeping.” She said quietly.

As much as she didn’t want to fuel (Y/n)’s fears, the coincidence in both behaviors was too much and she couldn’t lie to his face, she knew he deserved more than that.

But Mina’s words made (Y/n)’s heart feel like it was going to burst and he quickly got up to leave with her following to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid. They quickly ran to a direction and Mina recognized they were at the BigHit building. 

Mina quickly tugged (Y/n) to a stop, “Hey, we shouldn’t interrupt the boys practice-“ She tried to reason with him but immediately stopped as she looked at him closely.

The male was shaking with anxiety and Mina looked to see his eyes becoming unfocused, his hand shakily toying with a necklace and his breathing becoming irregular and knew he was about to have an anxiety attack, something he briefly let her know about when they met but assured her, he hasn’t had one in awhile. Mina quickly brought him inside and went straight to his studio, ignoring anything and anyone who tried to question them even briefly passing by a surprised Hyuna on their way. She hoped (Y/n) didn’t see her but the way his breathing stuttered had told her otherwise. 

She had (Y/n) try to unlock the door and after a couple tries he did it but not without tears building up every time he got it wrong. As soon as they got inside and closed the door, Mina went through the process of trying to calm (Y/n) down from putting on calming music to asking him to try and focus on breathing with her to telling her about items around the room. When he finally recovered, she laid him down on his couch to sleep and covered him with the blanket left on the couch for overnight work days. 

Mina sighed and left the room to let him rest and confront the female she saw earlier. She quickly went to the dance studio but no one was there so she went to Hoseok studio. She knocked and wasn’t impressed as Hyuna opened it with messy hair and swollen lips and pushed passed her to go to where Hoseok sat working on a song and tapped Hoseok’s shoulder.

Hoseok blinked in surprise at her presence when he turned around but smiled and greeted her awkwardly, “Hey Mina-“  

Mina shook her head and interrupted him, “(Y/n)’s in his studio, sleeping, after having an anxiety attack.” She said with an accusing tone, “It would be better if he woke up to his boyfriend,” she emphasized, “I know you’ve been busy with each other, but (Y/n) and I don’t deserve this. (Y/n) especially.” She finished before turning to leave the two shocked people.

She turned her head towards Hyuna, “You’re stuff will be moved back to the dorm. Don’t show up at the apartment yeah? and I hope you help cover your hickey you left on him.” With that she left. 

Hoseok immediately drowned in guilt, hand going to cover the hickey. Did he cause the attack? Were you okay? Why did he let Hyuna take their fake relationship become something more? He wanted to think about it and drown more but remembered (Y/n) was alone in his studio and rushed to be at his side, ignoring Hyuna calling out for him.

He quickly went to his boyfriend’s studio and punched in the code. Hoseok found his love curled up on the couch, and kneeled down near him and ran his hand through the other’s hair.

He jumped when the other murmured softly, “Don’t touch me.” And sat up, elbows resting on his knees and stared at him with cold eyes.

“Love, I-“ He started.

(Y/n) scoffed, “Do you still love me?” He asked, going straight to the point.

Hoseok flinched at the coldness but quickly recovered and nodded, “Yes of course! I do-“

“Than why did you let her kiss you? Mark you like you’re her actual boyfriend?” (Y/n) tilted his head and pointed to his neck as he asked, monotonous and still drained from earlier.

Hoseok breathing halted and covered the mark with his hand before putting it down knowing it was no use in converting it now. (Y/n) sighed and ran a hand down his face.

“Why are you here in my studio, Hoseok?” He asked quietly.

Hoseok didn’t know what he hated more, the lack of the nickname or the fact that (Y/n) wasn’t yelling at him for cheating.

He quickly went to explain fruitlessly, “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for it to go this far. We just- When we went on that dancing date, the slow dance and one thing led to another and we kissed. It just that-“ 

“That date was three weeks ago. You’ve been doing this for three weeks.” (Y/n) said, voice cracking in heartbreak, “Did you come here to break my heart? Because you did it! Why are you still here?” He asked as tears built up in both of their eyes.

Hoseok shook his head, “No, I wanted to tell you I love you. Please, I’ll break up with her. I’ll tell our managers that we don’t want to do this anymore- please don’t break up with me.” He begged, trying to reach for (Y/n).

But (Y/n) looked at him with disappointment and shied away from the touch. He shook his head and scoffed, “Love me? Three weeks, Hoseok. I believed in a lie that you loved me but you didn’t love me for three weeks, y-you loved her.” He said with his voice cracking so he paused to take a breath and continued, “Honestly, I don’t think “we” work out anymore because you made the choice to keep going for three weeks, and I’m starting to think that maybe subconsciously, when you made the choice for us to start fake dating Hyuna and Mina, maybe you chose to stop dating me.” He said with a teary smile. 

Hoseok shook his head frantically and took (Y/n)’s hands into his own, “No, I swear I only want you. Please don’t do this. I don’t want to lose you. Please, I’ll do anything just stay with me. Choose to stay with me.” He begs and ‘I regret not choosing you.’ Goes unsaid.

(Y/n) slowly retracts his hands from Hoseok’s hold and reaches for the door and opened it, “But I don’t want to choose. How can I choose you? You made the decision for me already...and I think it’s best for both of us if you were to leave. I hope your stuff is gone from the apartment by the end of the week, I’ll call the managers to arrange some help for you and to let them know the situation.” He said with heartbreak, quickly ending any hopes and arguments Hoseok would have had.

Hoseok cried but he knew it was over and it was his fault. He stood up and went to the door but gripped the door frame said quietly, “I’m sorry.” One last time, hoping it would do anything.

(Y/n) looked away from him, afraid he’ll go weak when he sees the other’s pleading eyes, “I know.” He said, not giving the forgiveness Hoseok wanted, what he needed.

(Y/n) watched with a fond look as his love walked down the aisle with a dimpled smile, eyes warm and full of love. He didn’t want to cry at how beautiful the male looked in front of the others as the other stood in front of him and shooting a big smile before turning his back to look at the girl he was marrying. He Looked down so no one could see his smile turn into a frown and schooled his expression and looked up with a teary smile. 

As the vows were said, he closed his eyes and reminisced   his time with his best friend.

“When we met it was like a scene from a movie. It was fall and the leaves scattered on the ground, a cup of coffee in hand and I was reading on my phone.” 

A five year old Namjoon sat under the trees, busy reading a book his mom bought him instead of playing on the playground with others. A thermos of hot chocolate sat by his side, and he picked it up, drinking slowly from it, still reading and ignoring his surroundings. Namjoon didn’t notice another child coming up to him with a curious smile. 

“Hey!” The child yelled, startling Namjoon and making him spill a bit of hot chocolate on himself.

Namjoon winced at the heat while the other child quickly stammered out apologies,

“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to scare you, I just wanted to be friends. Does it hurt? I’m sorry!” The child bowed.

Honestly, Namjoon wanted to cry a bit at the chocolate burning him but he saw the other tearing up. He quickly took out napkins his mom gave him and wiped his shirt and offered another one to the other.

“It’s okay. Don’t cry, look it doesn’t hurt at all!” He comforted with a smile.

The child didn’t look convinced so Namjoon smiled even more, “I’m Namjoon! You wanted to be friends?” He asked

This got the other to smile and nod happily, “Yes! I’m (Y/n), I’m seven. What book are you reading? Is it good? Is there a hero? A prince? Oooo what about a-“ (Y/n) asked excitedly.

Namjoon answered the questions with the same enthusiasm and the two sat with each other until their parents called them to go home. The two begged for a play date to which Namjoon’s mom was surprised since Namjoon didn’t prefer to play with other kids but because the two kids hit it off so well, she agreed with a smile.

“Our days together as friends, was amazing and you supported me for anything and everything and soon enough, I fell in love with you.” 

The two highschoolers talked about a book they read as they walked together to lunch.

“I’m just saying Joonie, you could write something better. You’re so smart that you skipped some years of school and your poetry and songs are so lovely and well thought out.” (Y/n) argued.

Namjoon blushed at his words and shook his head, “I don’t know. I don’t think I could stand writing a whole book, at least poetry and songs are quick.” He said.

(Y/n) eyes lit up, “Then, how about becoming a song producer! You’ll be so successful that others will buy all your albums and want you to write songs for them.” He encouraged.

Namjoon looked at him with thought and a blush at the amount of support his friend always showed him. He knew (Y/n) was genuine but also loved seeing him flustered so he gave him a smile, “Only if your beautiful voice is there to sing my songs then maybe I’ll be a producer. After all, I need someone cute to sing since I can’t at all.” He hummed.

(Y/n) turned red and stumbled over his feet and glared as Namjoon paused his walking to laugh at him. 

Namjoon thought he got him there but (Y/n) just smirked, “So I’m someone cute?” He questioned.

Namjoon choked on his laugh and quickly looked away but a hand took his and turned him around.

(Y/n) has a fond look on his face, “Don’t worry. I think you’re pretty cute yourself.” He said.

Namjoon blush turned even redder but he didn’t let go of (Y/n)’s hand as they continued walking into the cafeteria in a soft silence.

“You’ve always took care of me and showed your constant love for me.”

Namjoon sat in his studio, working on his latest song when someone bursted threw his door and hugged him from behind, “Joonie! The love of my life, my soulmate. I have come to make sure you don’t starve to death and overwork!” (Y/n) said with a giggle.

Namjoon blushed and laughed at the other’s cuteness. He turned his chair around and looked at (Y/n) with fondness. (Y/n) set the food on the table and tackled the sitting male and kissed him with a chuckle.

Causing Namjoon to laugh and half heartedly push him away, “Okay, okay! Thank you, my love.” He said.

“How’s the new song going? Can I listen?” (Y/n) asked excitingly.

“It’s going smoothly since I had inspiration. Here.” Namjoon said and put headphones (Y/n)’s head.

(Y/n) listened with his eyes closed and smiled as the demo played. When it was done he smiled at his boyfriend, “As always, it’s lovely!” He said and kissed him.

“Through our fights, we grew. Through the hard times, we fought together.” 

(Y/n) growled as Namjoon yelled at him, “All I wanted was to come home and relax with you (Y/n), and you come at me with all this bs saying I don’t love you?!” 

(Y/n) pulled his (h/c) hair as frustration and anxiety built up, “You said you would be here for dinner but instead you were with her! It’s been months since we had time together for a date because you’ve spent time with her instead of me!” He cried out.

Namjoon glared at him, “I can’t hang out with others now? God, you act like I’m cheating on you! Just for a couple missed dates? It’s like you haven’t known me for years! You know I wouldn’t do that.” He scolded the other.

(Y/n) looked away, “The Namjoon I know wouldn’t have been so condescending of how I felt. The Namjoon I know, would have noticed earlier how agitated I’ve been with the missing time. The Namjoon I know wouldn't promise me dates he knew he would miss and would call when he knew he would and not make me wait hours alone at a restaurant! The Namjoon I know wouldn't have forgotten our anniversary!” He whispered getting louder with each sentence, pausing when he heard an intake of air from the other and calmed himself.

He gently brought his phone out and showed the picture to Namjoon causing him to stop breathing, “The Namjoon I know wouldn’t have lied and cheated on me. But I guess I never really know you, did I?” He said with heartbreak.

(Y/n) walked to their bedroom and left the stunned male alone. He grabbed his bag he already prepared and passed Namjoon one last time before saying quietly, “The article said that you wanted me as your best man, to save you the trouble of the public questioning you, I will be just that. Just your best friend, nothing more and as your best friend, I hope you two will be very happy.” He said and left their apartment.

Namjoon fell to his knees and sobbed because he knew he messed up and it hurt because no matter how much he hurt (Y/n), the (h/c) haired man cared about and loved him.

“I love you, Lee Hyuna, and I’ll never leave your side.” Namjoon finished with a big smile.

After the vows, the priest asked if anyone objects to their union. People’s eyes turned to the best man, knowing the history between the two but (Y/n) just smiled and stayed quiet. The ceremony ended and everyone cheered as the couple walked out to live their happily ever after. 

(Y/n) clapped and waved as the couple waved goodbye. A hand was on his shoulder and he looked behind him and found Seokjin staring at him with a pitting look. 

He led (Y/n) away until they were alone, and pulled him into a tight hug, “We’re alone now, it’s okay to cry. You’re so strong, but it’s okay to let go now.” He said quietly.

Suddenly the tears he held back, leaked out and like a dam, it broke loose and (Y/n) held his friend with dear life and sobbed and screamed until he couldn’t anymore.

(Y/n) brokenly whispered in his friend’s chest, “Cheers, to those who moved on.”