yoongi looked at himself in the mirror, caressing the cut on his face.
gosh, the cut looks horrible.
it's longer than the cut he gave to namjoon back then.
he knitted his brows, reaching in his pocket to pull out the multicolored pocket knife.
he stared at it.
then he looked at his wrist.
he used the knife for his cuts...
yoongi clenched his jaw. "just..get rid of it." he mumbled to himself.
"namjoon."
he looked up from his book. "what's wrong?"
yoongi gulped, walking over to him.
he pulled the pocket knife out of his pocket, putting it down in front of the younger.
"take it away from me."
his eyes widen.
namjoon certainly remembers that pocket knife.
"wh..you had that this whole time?"
"i'm sorry."
"no, don't be.." he carefully grabbed the pocket knife. "it brings back memories, doesn't it?"
"y-yeah." he rubbed the back of his neck. "b-bad ones too."
"oh." he moved the knife to the side, also his book. "can i ask you something?"
"yes." yoongi sat on the edge of the bed. "what is it?"
namjoon started to fiddled with his fingers. "wh..why did you choose my place instead of hoseok's?"