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B E R L I N ?

I don't know how much time has passed since I fled from Seoul.

“Yoongi hyung, do you want to go eat steak today?” Young Jungkook opened the door with a cheerful voice.

"I'm sorry, but today I just want to stay still."

Even though he didn't use a cold tone, it made quite a few people disappointed. The little man sat hugging himself on the sofa. He looked outside without thinking of moving.

“Do you still miss Namjoon?” The boy smiled a little at the small man's expression and walked to sit next to him, receiving a slight nod in response. "What kind of person broke up with him but came to sit and miss him?"

His white face turned around and he flickered his attention to the phone screen, a notification telling him that a man named Namjoon had liked his “relationship” status with Jungkook.

It hurts so much that I don't know what to say.

“You're strange. People can see that you're doing this and it's you who's hurt. And what is the point of setting up the status of the two of us like that?”

Jungkook, who is close to Yoongi, his older brother from next door, saw that his older brother was suddenly moving to America. He knew enough that he wanted to escape from Namjoon's face because he was worried, so he decided to follow along as a friend and invite him to go out and not let his thoughts get distracted. But it seemed to get better for a short while and the little body returned to the same depressed mode as before.

It was clear that Little Brother was not a person who could easily give up on anything.

I didn't know what was going on. Yoongi suddenly asked Jungkook to set their relationship status to show on social media. Of course, in the end, the last person who was sad was him.

“I'm really asking, do you really want to give up?”

There was no answer from the small figure's mouth, only the sound of the electronic device being thrown and sliding on the sofa before he let out a sigh as before.

“If I make a face like this, I'd rather see you cry.” A light smile returned. A sad smile...

The boy knew that his older brother next door was a strong person, so much so that he never once cried.

When the little guy didn't want to continue the conversation, he didn't push back, just cooked breakfast and quietly left.

Out of sight of the boy, Yoongi sighed again, not sure how many times it was. It wasn't that he didn't want to cry, but even if he wanted to cry, the tears wouldn't fall. It was different feelings mixed together in his chest. Interested in the reasons for what needs to be done and what the heart wants to do. It's such a contradiction.

I want to teach people like Kim Namjoon a lesson, but I never want to see another person suffer in the slightest. Because I love him so much because I know that Namjoon loves him just as much. Even if you forget something and break the promise you once made Yoongi knows that Namjoon's heart belongs to only him.

He was sure that the other person would definitely suffer a lot right now.

And in the end, I will feel guilty. This is the same cycle that has been going on for months since “that day.”

He couldn't explain it to Jungkook because the boy would tell him to reconcile with Namjoon anyway. No, not now, not when the wound was still this fresh and painful.

No matter how much I love you, I have been hurt by the person I love. After all, the truth is the truth. And it can never lie.

The days passed slowly from one month to two months. Several months had passed and now it was winter, weather that Yoongi was not used to. Temperatures are more sub-zero than Seoul.

Our university student Kim Namjoon has signed a contract with a major Korean music company. It is a great pride and honor for our university to have a student who brings fame to the institution. News details. .....

A small smile appeared after several months when Kim Namjoon's Instagram, which had only a few photos, displayed a photo of a sheet music titled

Ilike it

With explanation

Today, I just truly understood that success is worthless if there are no people joining in to rejoice with us.

You know..the song that got me through consideration was the song I wrote for you.

Even though the name wasn't written down, the small figure knew immediately that Namjoon meant him, that person still thinking about him all the time.

Min Yoongi hates winter.

I hate the gloomy atmosphere.

I hate the coldness that cuts my flesh.

I hate being alone.

But what I hate more...

It's that I still can't forget another person for a day.

As the days pass, the old memories seem more and more clear.

Go back to two years ago.

“That little girl's name is Min Yoongi.”

“Yes, yes.”

“I have chosen you to be the representative of the group and compete in the month's competition. Can you help me guys?”

“Uh, it's...”

He doesn't like being in front of many people.

"Alright...alright."

The following year

“Sir.”

“Yes?

“Are you interested in joining the faculty?” the small, white figure of the senior asked in a quiet voice.

“Is it me?”

“Who do you think I am asking?”

"Oh..Yes, it can be if you want." He was stunned when he saw his senior's annoyance. But being a younger person, you still have to maintain manners.

“Then come next month, the group will have to prepare a little before the competition.”

“Oh, I forgot to tell you, my name is Min Yoongi. It was faculty month last year.”

“What are you excited about, little one?” The little man laughed as the tall figure sitting next to him tensed and sweated profusely from being in the waiting room before the competition.

"I'm stressed out, bro. Since I was born I've only ever been on stage to do this. I've never even gone out to show my talent before." The tall boy let out a fuss that the small body had never seen before. The pretentiousness that he saw when they first met disappeared in the blink of an eye. In fact, Kim Namjoon was quite a jerk even in his third year. That's what Yoongi had known throughout his time training people. Recently

Being so nervous that he couldn't stay still, the little man didn't have to reach out and gently pat the other person's head.

Kim Namjoon went completely silent...

Until it was time to go up and demonstrate his abilities, the tall figure whispered something and immediately left.

“If I compete in the Duen Chana contest, will you be my girlfriend?”

There's no need to say if Namjoon won after that or not...

Min Yoongi's whole world changed since then.

Whenever Yoongi gets out of school, Namjoon picks up the little guy to sit and do his work together.

Because I know that the other person doesn't like being alone.

Whenever they eat, Namjoon picks up Yoongi and they eat together in silence, just the two of them.

Because I know that small people don't like many people.

If Yoongi wanted to read a book, Namjoon would sit next to him and write a song.

Because I know that the other person doesn't like to be bothered.

Namjoon moved to sleep with Yoongi.

Because I know that the other person doesn't eat breakfast and doesn't sleep well alone.

Namjoon gives up his job and goes on a trip.

Because I know that little people like to take pictures.

Namjoon likes to find games to play in his room.

Because I know that the other person doesn't like to go out in the winter.

Min Yoongi is not a shy person, he has always looked after his lover. Namjoon's love makes him want to repay whatever he can.

“Why did you get up early to cook today, smart one?”

He still remembers the first time he secretly woke up and made Namjoon a packed lunch and the young boy showed off to the whole group that he made it. It's like auctioning off a one-of-a-kind piece of art in the world.

"Here's a birthday present. Open it and take a look."

His knowledge of a few other arts allowed him to make resin keychains. He was sure that someone like Namjoon would understand the meaning of the keychain as he made the keychain's deeper meaning. Min Yoongi's Whole World

It was the first time I saw this man cry.

"I won't leave you alone, I promise."

Then he broke his promise.

“Hyung, tonight I have to stay and finish the song. I probably won't be able to go back to my room. I'm going to sleep first."

Namjoon must have forgotten that Yoongi couldn't sleep alone, that's okay. Just one night and it'll be morning.

"Can Yoongi eat alone today? I'm in a hurry to send off work to the teacher. I probably won't be able to eat with you."

Namjoon probably forgot that when there were a lot of people Yoongi wouldn't buy food to eat and he was anemic. It's okay if Namjoon finds out he's in the nurse's room and will be worried.

“Where were you? Why didn't you go back to your room last night?” A sweet, smooth voice filled the line without any hint of resentment. He knew Namjoon wasn't the type to worry about traveling and forgetting to return or flirting with the woman at the other end of the line. This reply caused the small figure to run and grab the key and rush out of the room immediately.

Namjoon was in the hospital when someone saw a tall, fainting figure at the university. There's nothing to worry about, just not enough rest and the saline won't last long. But that made him cry for Namjoon for the first time.

Yoongi's heart almost broke when he saw his lover lying on the bed, blaming himself for not taking good care of the man in front of him.

Kim Namjoon's workaholism and determination hurt Yoongi badly.

Blaming himself, even though he knew it was his lover's fault, Namjoon still didn't realize how much burden he was putting on his heart.

It's almost the only good birthday we get to spend the whole day together.

In the bedroom, two figures are teasing each other as if they miss each other. Yes, when they have free time. Yoongi acts like a child and plays with Namjoon a lot so that the other person, who is tired from work, can relax.

“Is it okay to leave work like this?” the little one asked, still panting from the pillow fight. He was about to get up but was grabbed by larger arms.

Their playtimes always ended in romantic moments.

“Today is Yoongi's birthday. I have to stay with you. Without me, who will be with you, hmm?”

“Um,” was the only short answer, but Namjoon saw the faint red streak on his face and couldn't help but give him a kiss on the cheek.

The sound of embarrassment in his throat didn't stop the other man from going beyond kissing the cheek.

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The sound of the phone ringing stopped everything.

But it didn't stop Yoongi's fear.

“Yes? What? The company responded to my song and wanted to call to talk today.”

The tall figure turned his eyes to the small figure waiting on the bed, his eyes showing undisguised disappointment, but for just a split second, that small mouth moved without a sound.

Go, this is your chance.

Namjoon hesitated for a moment but agreed.

Namjoon chose his dreams over him anyway.

How can I let it be a hindrance to the life that I am about to move forward with?

“I'm sorry, Yoongi.”

"If you pass up this opportunity because of me, I'll be even more sad. Let's go talk about work and then come back and celebrate together." Some of them smiled, smiling like that because they already knew the truth that talking about work like this must. There was an invitation to continue eating and drinking, which in the end Namjoon wouldn't come back tonight.

And it was as expected when the message was sent in the middle of the night.

I was drunk and probably couldn't go back. I'm sorry. Happy birthday

Once again, someone like Min Yoongi cried out as if he was going to die.

Because he only has Namjoon...without Namjoon, there's no one left.

Memories that were both happy and painful flashed in my mind as if I were diving deep into them. Pulled down to a dark world, a world of loneliness and no one.

The little figure woke up in a dark room, the dream still stuck in his imagination, fear causing some of the figure to tremble to flee to the corner of the sofa.

Namjoon used to be there to comfort, but now he's not.

There's no one else here.

Yoongi, who was once strong, was helpless as he fought the night alone, only hearing his own sobs.

“Yoongi,” although his voice was soft. But the little man was sure that this was a familiar voice.

Or is he so depressed that he's hallucinating?

Suddenly, the light was turned on and the eyes, which were filled with tears and still not used to the light, tried to discern who the mysterious figure was.

“Namjoon?”

“I don't have to be afraid. I'm here now.”

Yoongi hugged his tall figure, forgetting his anger, sadness and everything else, wanting nothing more than this person in front of him, a gentle hug and a big hand that was stroking him like he was a little child.

The intention was to teach the mean person no more lessons. The past few months of suffering had taught us that each other's mistakes were only minor things compared to having to live without each other.

Namjoon admitted that he was shocked that Jungkook had contacted him and told him all about Yoongi.

“Namjoon hyung, please help Yoongi hyung. Yoongi hyung has been suffering from symptoms of depression for several months now. And it seems to be getting harder every day. If you don't come quickly, I'm afraid it will be too late. I haven't been with him all the time, do you understand what I mean?"

Hearing that, Namjoon barely booked a plane ticket in time, he was so scared he lost his mind. Afraid of his little person's seriousness to the point of short-term thinking.

I was watching over a little person who suddenly fell asleep for a moment and woke up again and heard crying. He knew what to do because Yoongi had been like this before, which was the reason he had to sleep with his little friend every night.

At university, no one knows. The face that everyone sees is Min Yoongi, a cold student who talks little and doesn't socialize.

In fact, Yoongi is depressed.

He still remembers the keychain he received for his birthday well. Some of the symbols he created inside the resin spoke to the person who gave it. Luckily, he had the IQ to interpret it.

Namjoon is Yoongi's whole world.

No Namjoon, no Yoongi.

Namjoon is Yoongi's only hope in life.

It wasn't just love, but he understood at that time that he was the most important person in another person's life. He understood that Yoongi had no one left to go back to.

It didn't take long for the little guy to regain his composure. Sometimes Namjoon thought that the little guy in front of him was too strong to be hurt by true depression...

“How did you...get here, Namjoon?”

“Jungkook told you everything and was worried so he came to see me quickly.” I could have sworn that the tall man saw another person hammering at the door and returned to Jungkook. He must have been hit.

“I'm worried about why I'm the one who broke up with you. You have to be able to stay.”

"But I can't live without you."

A large hand pulled the other person's smooth white hand into his and held it, begging for sympathy, but the small body seemed still stubborn. The pretty face turned away before speaking.

"So are you going to leave your job? It's going well, isn't it?"

“I won't leave you, I'm here to take you back. Let's go back together.”

Yoongi couldn't believe his ears. He said he wanted to go back and said he would take him back. Another person still smiled brightly despite being glared at.

“When I go back, will I do the same thing again? Will I leave you alone again?” Some of them asked directly because they didn't want to get hurt again.

“I won't be left alone again. I know what I missed. I know now how hurt you have been all this time.”

“Good to know.” A white hand punched his large arm with almost full force. It is a punishment instead of venting some people's emotions.

“Oh!” Namjoon pretended to cry loudly, and it worked, causing the little man to freeze immediately.

"Does it hurt? I'm sorry."

His face darkened with guilt causing the person to pretend to feel guilty as Namjoon took the opportunity to gently kiss the small figure's forehead.

There was no more resistance or beating. Yoongi was not a person who could not speak with his heart. Just seeing another person come to the other side of the world to reconcile like this is enough to make one forgive.

“Do you know how much I love Yoongi?”

"Oh," some nodded. “And do you remember how important Namjoon was to Yoongi?”

“I remember it and I will remember it forever.”

Strong arms pulled the little body into a hug, which was embraced willingly in return.

You don't have to show a lot of love, you don't have to say sweet things to each other all the time. No need to tell each other you love each other too much.

Needless to say, we know that we love each other.

It's a very long and energy-consuming happy ending part.

I don't know if everyone understands P'Ka's darkness.

TwT

I tried to avoid the darkness in the fic but I couldn't, haha. Please forgive us for our mental illness.

If anyone doesn't understand any point in the story, please tell me. I'll come back and tell you more. There are a lot of things I think in my head, but this is all I can express.

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