Beautiful Liar

Beautiful Lie

Hoseok walks out of the shower with just a towel around his waist. "Namjoon? I thought you were going to be back late?"

Namjoon jumped at the sound of Hoseok's voice. "Hoseok what the fuck?! Warn me next time you walk in!......and put some cloths on man" he said as he sat up and pulled the ear bud that was in his ear out.

"Well one I am only half naked because I have a towel around my waist....and two you said you were gonna be home la- Namjoon is that blood?! What the hell happened?!"

Namjoon covered his side that was bleeding and his black eye. He had a busted lip as well but he couldn't hide that one so well. "It's nothing Hoseok so just lay off..." he said as he tried to get up but winced in pain and sat right back on the bed.

Hoseok had looked down having a crush on Namjoon and wanted to help him but everytime he tried to help him Namjoon would yell at him or just push him away "Namjoon you need to lay off. You are bleeding. Is this about that girl you were going to meet up with?"

"It's has nothing to do with you so leave me alone...... I can take care of myself..." he said as he tried to stand up again but fell to the ground. "AH! FUCK! ......Damnit that hurt..."

"I may not know about the situation but I know you..." Hoseok run to Namjoon helping him up and slightly throwing him on the bed "For once in your entire fucking life, just fucking listen to me...."

Namjoon looked to his side and glared down. He excepted defeat and took off his shirt so Hoseok could help him patch up. There was a huge bruise going up his side and a gash there as well.

Hoseok grabbed the bandages as he gotten his knees as he started to bandage up his side as he looked down every now and then with watery eyes

Namjoon just kept his gaze averted as he drifted off in thought.

Hoseok was down as he pulled away and covered his face as tears ran down his face. He went to get up and walk away before he was pulled back and his eyes widened.

Namjoon was standing up now and his hand was around Hoseok's waist as he pulled him close. Namjoon looked dead into Hoseok's eyes with a slight glare. "stop fucking crying......I learned a long time ago that tears don't solve anything..." he said as he held onto Hoseok for a bit then let go as he walked to the door. "I'm going to the bar...if you need me... you know where to find me......" he said as he walked out.

Hoseok looks away, still tears running down his face. He sat down on his bed grabbing out his journal to write some things down "Oh yeah..the bar...whatever."

By time Namjoon was outside the door he ran off down to the store and picked up a whisky and walked down by the river close to the apartment. He drank and drank until he could no longer feel the pain. He walked then stumbled then fell. He lied on the grass with a bottle of whisky in his hand and a knife in the other.

Hoseok wrote down his feelings as he just bursted into tears. He ran his hand over his scars "This is what love does with lies.." Hoseok cried harder.

"Hoseok ......don't fucking do this to me...stop playing with my fillings..." He took the knife and pressed the cold hard metal to his wrist and watched the blood drip down.

Hoseok ripped out the page, crumbling it up. He got on put some shorts on and an oversize sweatshirt "He..i-isn't coming back.." He looked at the blank wall. "I can't even confess my love to him.." Hoseok falls asleep slowly.

A few hours later Namjoon came back in and was stumbling into the apartment.

The paper was kicked across the floor when he walked in. Hoseok was snoring softly as he was curled into a ball with a tear stained face.