addiction | namjoon

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Toni

Scrambling away from each other, Namjoon looked at me.

I ran upstairs to change into more presentable clothing.

I could hear Namjoon running around downstairs.

Hurrying up, I changed as fast as I could.

Throwing on a clean purple dress, I put my hair up in a bun quickly.

Wiping my face off to the best of my ability I made my way towards the stairs.

The door opened and I looked to see who it was.

It was Jin, Namjoon's best friend, also known as one of the most oblivious people in the world.

He comes over almost everyday but he somehow doesn't notice the hatred between Namjoon and me.

He doesn't notice the bags under my eyes or the sadness and pain in my eyes.

He doesn't notice the bruises and scars that littered my exposed skin.

He doesn't notice the doll faces that Namjoon and I wear when everybody else is around.