nepenthe [jin centric]

ch. 5

nepenthe
ch. 5

과부 설움은 홀아비가 안다

literal- a widower knows a widow's sorrow.

meaning- unhappy people understand, and are comforted by the unhappiness of others.

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BACKWARDS IN TIME:

"Jinnie-hyung!"

what.

RISING ACTION(?):

"Jin-hyung?"

What.

FALLING ACTION(?):

"Seokjin-hyung."

What.

TODAY(?):

"Hyung..."

What do you want from me.

"Come on. We're having a meeting."

He nods. His mind is blank.

THERE IS NO CLIMAX TO BE FOUND.

He can't help but scratch at his knuckles. They've become so:

red and raw
red and raw
red and raw
red and raw
red and raw
red and raw
red and raw

Jimin oddly glances at his fidgeting. He sends him bewildered signals.

For a moment, Seokjin can feel the tingling of insecurity (EMOTION?) creeping down his arm to steady his fingers...but then he thinks:

Doesn't matter anyways. Who cares about being pretty.

[YOU DON'T DESERVE PRETTY]

Hoseok sits the farthest from him.

"So," Namjoon began, with his parent like aura reaching out and calming the tension, "this fight is a little more severe than the usual ones, so we should take a bit more time when we each," he cleared his throat, "erm- share our opinions. Good?"

A synchronous nod rippled around the living room.

The rapper halfheartedly smiled as he pointed his clasped hands to Bangtan's Maknae, "Jungkook, you look on edge. Spill."

Jungkook coughed into his mug unprepared, "oh, er..." he scratched his cheek as he organized his thoughts, "well...well, my opinion on yesterday's thing was that-," he turned to Seokjin with an apologetic smile. Jungkook smiled when he was nervous. "-hyung, I'm sorry, but you were a little immature, and I believe that if you slept more these days, you wouldn't have done that."