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Yahhh!!watch where you're going you dumb piece of shit!'...

Namjoon wasn't paying attention to the tall male ranting in front of him, the man was tall but not as tall as him. He stood in front of the man and observed every little detail that was visible and he instantly thought 'how can a man be this beautiful?', he was wearing a coat that could tell that he's a doctor, a surgical mask pulled under his chin but he had no name tag or so, his lips were fully pink and plumped just like Jimin's, his eyes were dark and mesmerizing with dark circles under them but they had no negative effect to his beautiful face, his long dark brown hair was neatly pulled back leaving a few strands to hang on his forehead and his body figure was perfectly made, he wasn't too skinny and it suits him so well especially those broad shoulders... again he asked himself 'how can a man be this beautiful?'. With dark lustful eyes, he felt weird, a sensation he'd never felt before. What was it? His chest tighten and his palms became sweaty he wanted to hold the man and devour him right there and then but why? He'd never felt this way with anyone.

Snapping back into reality which Namjoon didn't really wanted he realized that he probably look like a lost idiot staring at the man in front of him but decide to call the 'probably a doctor' man a bigger idiot because he didn't notice the tall silvered hair man staring at his beautiful features.

Ignoring the the man's ranting he quickly apologized saying he's sorry, brushed his shoulders passed the other's and almost went running towards the door leaving the dark brown haired man speechless. Closing the door behind him 'shit! I'm the one who's suppose to scare people and watch them running off like bitches not my damn self!!' He thought as he was practically sprinting back to his room like the idiot he is.

When he reached his room he went to the bed, lay himself on the pillows and realizing that for a split 2 minutes he was completely distracted about what had happened earlier with his family, cursing himself because a complete stranger, another man at that had made him felt like he had no stress in this cruel world. Namjoon shook all this thoughts away not wanting to think about anything and since thinking wasn't of any help at the moment he slowly drifted off to sleep.

Three hours had passed and Namjoon had woken up to a dry throat he was thirsty, looking to his left at the glass of water on the table he stretched his arm out but instantly felt his stomach was being crush by something heavy, looking down he saw Jimin and Jungkook's head sleeping on his stomach. They look so tired but still managed to pulled off their cuteness. Namjoon left them and proceed in aiming for the water but felt the heavy weight on his stomach was slowing getting lighter, arm still stretched out he looked down once more to find the two boys rubbing their big sleepy doe eyes, when they finally realized who was awake and in front of them they jumped on their hyung and started crying all over again.

When the three boys had finally calmed down and began to accept the horrible truth that their parents were gone which was unexpected for Namjoon when he saw how well Jungkook was doing. He held the boys closely and told them that they should head home.

Since the boys didn't had much family to depend on and even if they did they wouldn't want to burden anyone. They had their grandparents of whom they were heading by earlier the day and they're old, they didn't want to bother them. So they went back home.

When Jimin was finished boiling ramen in the kitchen he took it and head for the dinner table where they sat and talk about every beautiful moment with their parents together.

They laughed and cried, they spoke about the funeral and since they didn't had any friends and family the only persons attending the burial are their grandparents and them, they talked about school, college, work and the future. Namjoon had decided he would go out tomorrow to look for a well paying job that didn't need degree, certificates or any of those shit...Namjoon wanted to become a rapper, sometimes he'd sit in his room and write lyrics that would flow through his fingers freely. One day he came to realize that his lyrics were of other people's lives since he'd write about love, depression, hardships etc, and he had never experienced these things he was never in love. Yes, he's 20 but the only thing he had ever stressed about was Chemistry and Math even though he had an IQ of 148. Of course nobody in his family was against it but he had to complete his college to pursue everything and anything he wanted. That was until now...

After dinner the three boys headed towards Namjoon's room to cuddle. He couldn't let his babies sleep alone at a time like this. It didn't take them long to fall asleep and before he did, he recalled about the dark brown haired male he bumped into earlier the day.

I hope you guys are enjoying..I'm not that good so please spare me:(