‘i’m gonna get you out of that shitty house,' namjoon tells him, 'and we’ll go on a bunch of stupid adventures together and i’ll rap and you can dance all you want, okay?’
‘that sounds nice, namjoon,’ hoseok says, voice soft and faraway.
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‘and then a few years later he went off without you, huh?’
‘yeah,’ namjoon says, there’s a lump in his throat, like the beginning stages of a bad cold. ‘without me.’