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"Jin hurry up! It's cold!"

"Hold up I'm getting the food to go."

"Jin, sweaty-" Namjoon starts off.

"Did you just mispronounce sweety on purpose?" Jin asks, giggling as he rushes in to get the food.

"Uh- yes." Namjoon responds to Jin's rhetorical question as Jin joins him once again. "Anyways, Jin, sweaty, I'm hungry but we could have just ordered in."

"Okay, but I'm also hungry and I wanted to keep eating this exact hamburger because it is delectable." Jin responds, sighing as he bobs his head from side to side while walking energetically.

"Oh." Namjoon just says, staring coldly at the path before him as they keep walking. He doesn't help but blink, and that alone gets on Jin's nerves.

"Namjoon." Jin says.

"Nam-joooooooooooon."

"Yes?" Namjoon finally responds.

"So you're just going to keep walking and not talking?" Jin asks sweetly, a bitter undertone underlying in his sentence.

"I'm thinking."

"About?"

"Well, alright so-" Namjoon finally looks over at Jin. "I'm wondering how someone like you could get into an abusive relationship. Well, that I can see but how didn't you get out of it?"

Jin hums thoughtfully. "That's a sensitive topic. You don't mind talking about those. I like that."

Namjoon blushes at the newfound compliment. He sighs nudging Jin's shoulder. "Answer it." He coaxes gently. The wind gently ruffles his hair and both of their noses are slightly red and cheeks flushed.

"Ah. Can we talk about it when it's not so cold?" Jin asks, visibly tensing up.

"Yes. Of course."

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"Gotta love food." Jin simply states, taking the last bite of his hamburger and sipping his drink.

Typically, you don't drink tea whilst eating a hamburger. This is Jin though, and that man will eat anything that tastes remotely tasty. As a habit cook, you find many types of weird combinations that taste well.

"I'm full." Namjoon says, getting up to throw the trash away and walking to the couch. Jin follows, with a slight groan.

"I'll answer your question." Jin meekly says.

"W- Okay." Namjoon is caught by surprise. There's a long pause and Namjoon decides not to interrupt as Jin is probably getting the courage to speak about it. He is right, as Jin starts to speak quickly and emotionlessly.

"When I was young I was told I couldn't do better than what any man would think of me. So, I thought that, that piece of shit would be the only one. He puts me down, makes me feel worse than I already do. He makes me feel untalented." Jin's eyes water but he doesn't flinch or move.

Namjoon feels himself get warm with sad emotion. "I think you're talented." Namjoon's voice emerges from the everlasting silence.

"You don't know me. He does, he used to take my camera away. This is what keeps me feeling, what keeps me alive. It's my passion. The fact that I can capture beauty in one single snap and keep it forever there, it's amazing to me. I can share this beauty with people even though they weren't there." Jin sighs.

"I convey the emotion the scenery is depicting whenever and wherever. If I ever feel sad I remind myself of a beautiful sunrise reminding me that tomorrow is another day and that I can start over, the past won't matter. It's what keeps me strong and he just used it against me. He knew what I felt."

"Felt?" Namjoon asks, leaning in, his body language showing emotional support but also curiousity.

"As I said he made me feel like crap. He ruined photos for me with his dirty words and actions." Jin hiccups, starting to get sensitive about the upcoming topic.

"Did he-" Namjoon almost asks.

"In other words, he fucking raped me, took a picture of it and showed me myself, capturing a disgusting moment shared between two opposite individuals and sinful actions." Jin finishes off, breathing heavily.

"Jin. I'm so terribly sorry that could ever happen to such an amazing individual like you. You are talented, you are worthy of love." Namjoon says, speechless at the end of the information given to him. His emotions bubble up, but he suppresses his anger and instead turns it into anything positive that could help Jin's situation.

"No matter what you think at this moment in time. I think you're a pure man, who doesn't deserve this kind of treatment from anyone. You are you, Jin the photographer and no other person can change that. You are talented, and you understand beauty in ways I couldn't imagine. Jin, you are beautiful." Namjoon speaks, sure of his words.

"Can I hug you?" Namjoon asks, knowing that any type of victim could feel different to another person touching them.

"Yes." 

With that, Namjoon brings Jin into a hug, not filled with any other intentions than to make Jin feel better. He didn't want anything else, except for this strange and messed up boy to feel loved, since then, he made it his mission to show Jin what love felt like.

He rubs Jin's back as Jin silently cries into his chest.

"It'll end up alright Jin, I promise you."

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Well I mean it is my prime time to become emo in this fine time, ey?