"The skies are streaked across with sadness Ouranos' hatred and anger threaten to destroy our world entirely yet you're still here with me Y/n, Why is that? Because I'm your friend?"
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"I'll tell you things about me some day thin...
I don't know what Seokjin thinks he's doing with the likes of that kid he won't tell us where he's from, his clothes are all weird I wouldn't trust him as far as I could throw him."
"Joon shut up, he'll hear you." The other boy snaps.
The two shuffle towards the bed looking down at the brown haired boy slumped across it, his tousled locks knotted and dull skin so pale they couldn't help but wonder if he were nothing but a ghost.
When the boys eyes flutter open he looks calm at first, lips curving up into a boxy grin at the sight of the two boys infront of him.
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"Hello!" He smiles looking between the two boys before he abruptly stands catching a glimpse of himself in the mirror his face drains of its remaining colour, scared eyes darting around the room as if he's looking for something.
"Hal.." he murmurs reaching up to his head as though trying to find something amongst the unkempt locks.
"Where is it?!" he cries out eyes beginning to tear up he stands looking at his reflection in the window completely dumbfounded, before launching into the most hysterical crying fit the two boys had ever seen, screaming sobs only interrupted by his need to to draw breath. "it's gone!" He shrieked hands desperately clawing at his shoulder blades. "how did this happen tuh- to me, what did I do wrong?" He sobs between stuttered breaths before bursting into tears again.
"What the fuck is going on Baek?" Namjoon whispered before dragging his friend out the room and slamming the door shut.
*Hey guys! This is my first story if you enjoy please vote , and please leave any constructive criticism , comments and thoughts! Also Y/n will make her debut in the first chapter*
