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break the pretty face

The raw feeling of having his hands all bloody, making sure to never let go. Making it hard to breathe, face full of colors of red as the young man felt himself choke on tears.

Dragging his drunk partner to bed while feeling mixture of hatred.

"Now shut your dirty mouth," the taller man said. His words cut like a sharp knife, making the shorter man feel almost disgusted with himself.

Love is strange.

The young man, Namjoon falling for this kind of person.

A fellow with too many problems and flaws to count.

A pretty face with only a ugly personality.

But Namjoon fell hard, no.
What happen was that he was too blind and ended up killing himself slowly.
These feelings weren't healthy or right.

"Jimin, listen carefully," trying to not cry again.

He grabbed a gun.

Jimin still drunk was now wide awake.

"Namjoon, please calm down. What's happening? I'm sorry," Jimin tried to say without sounding too drunk.

Before anything else, a punch came.
Feeling the huge amount of pain.

"I said shut your dirty mouth, I'm sick of your games. You never loved me, huh? You think it's easy for me to see you drunk and messing with people who hurt me in the past?"

Namjoon smiled, tears falling even more.

A shot heard.

There it was.

The raw feeling again.

Losing all control, he kept punching the pretty face.

Kicking the body over and over.

Before anything more,

He kissed the broken pretty face.

"Hope you have fun in hell."