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I typed away on my laptop for I had a paper due for my Criminology class later today. He was on my mind nonetheless, to a point where I would mistakely swap words with his name, like Joon for June and Nam for name. It was like insanity, but yet like a drug that made me sane.

"Burgur with extra, extra ketchup." I heard a waiter speak, but it wasn't towards me. I looked around to see Namjoon, I hadn't even noticed he had been in the space as me.

He looked different today, his eyes held a darker enviornment and his face was ready to touch the ground. I had never seen him in this kind of state before and it made my blood solidify, I wanted to make him smile, I wanted him to be brighter, I needed him to be okay, his smile was the reason I smiled and his frown will be the reason I frown, I don't mind if I frown, but I don't want him to.

And as perdicted, a frown played on my lips.

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