bts pt.2 // kim seokjin //

scene 7

"Hyung, are you alright?"

Of course, I am.

"Of course. Why'd you ask Joonie?"

I'm fine.

"You look pale, you're eyes seemed to be swollen as well."

Right?

"Ah. I think I've been caught up with the new choreo."

I am fine.

"Are you sure, hyung? It looks like you've been crying."

You're not.

What?

"What are you saying Joon? Haha. I'm serious, I'm feeling alright."

You're not fine.

No! I am!

"R'you sure, hyung?"

You're far from fine.

Just accept the fact that you're not fine, and you'll never be fine.

"Aish, stop worrying Joon-ah."

I'm not fine.

That's right.

"Can't help it hyung, hehe. But seriously, I'm going to be straightforward right now."

I'm not okay.

Will you ever be okay?

"You look like shit."

No.

That's right.

"I'm partially offended, Kim Namjoon. How could you say that to your own hyung?"

I will never be okay.

Do you need help?

"Well, I am your favorite dongsaeng after all, right?"

I need help.

But no one wants to help you.

"I have no favorites, Joon. So hush."

I know.

"Are you sure you're okay, hyung?"

I'm not.

"I am Namjoon."

I'm not okay.

"Okay, then, I'll be going to sleep now hyung."

Don't leave me.

"Alright, Joon. Sleep well okay?"

Please.

"Yep. Night hyung!"

Namjoon-ah.

"Good night."

Help me.