"...fans are going crazy about some rumours that were spread about concert day, apparently there was an attack and everyone is worried as they now know that Kim Namjoon or RM  Of bts has been hospitalised. We need our answers soon."

You were sat in your hotel room slumped on the sofa watching the early news however you weren't expecting the news report to speak about the group, you guessed they really were that popular.

You know you shouldn't watch what people have to say but you couldn't take your eyes away, you were glued, each word they said was hurtful, you began to feel guilty again, you know it was eating away at you as you kept smiling in front of him, you really tried to hide your sadness.

But now as they kept talking about him and how hurt he was it just kept eating and eating away your strength.

"I feel dreadful for the idol! It could be a possibility his soulmate did this! Without even knowing, this world is sick."

Your body slowly getting up and making its way over towards the rooms door, clicking it to locked before slipping back over to the sofa, the interviewers words slowly blurring Away in your head only as background noise.

Their conversation getting worse as they stick on the subject of soulmates,  they blame you for his pain.

"...it's all my fault..." you whisper to yourself as you begin to focus back on the reporter, their voice ringing in your ears loudly.

"Apparently he suffered from major bruising and soulmate marks the company haven't confirmed it however fans in the hospital caught photos and videos of him in the canteen with the rest of the members!"

You gulp, you caused those bruises...sweat dripping from your forehead you stand up and head towards the bathroom. Maybe a shower could help you feel better...

You turn the water on and let it run before stepping in, you stand there thoughts running around your brain. How could he still perform even after going through that pain! The pain you caused. You choke as you tried to hold back your tears. It's harder to show him you love Him when your hurting on the inside, you just never want to show him your pain...he's too special to you now, you don't ever want to upset him.

You couldn't feel the tears that stream down your face as they mix with the hot steamy water of the shower. You just stand there. No care on how long you take, no care in the world about how much your crying. But you only focus on what those people said, "I'm a terrible soulmate..." you choke out.

Holding onto your arms as you whimper slowly, "I should've been born soulless...he deserves someone else..!" You cry out finally getting out of the shower and drying yourself off before slipping into your comforting koala pyjamas.

You stare at yourself in the mirror, noticing all the ''flaws'' that highlight on your face, how the redness around your eyes contrasts with your complexion, how the wet strands of hair all clump together as the towel just sits lonely on top of your head, your eye colour defined from the tears and the redness around your nose only proves more that you have been crying for hours upon end.

Slipping from the bathroom you make your way over to the bed, ready for another sleepless night of thoughts running around your head.

Screaming to yourself you cry out as you cuddle the pillow, hot tears escaping your eyes as the blame and guilt drowns you from all reality, drawing you away from the banging on the door and worried shouts that echo from the outside. You couldn't help yourself but lightly pinch your skin, a part of you reaching out to pull you from this trauma.

You receive little pinches again as your tears slowly but silently slide down your cheeks, your cries only small chokes as you burry your face into the pillow, still the knocking and wails sound from the door knowing exactly who's behind them.

Deep down you want to open that door and run into his arms, but the guild that's still trying to capture you pulls you back down onto the bed and locks you down as the little hope within you makes you pinch yourself again, receiving not only pinches back but more wails and cry's the small hope part of you empowers your train of thoughts as you drag yourself from the cloud of a bed.

"Y/n!!! Please!! I beg of you open this door now," he cries out, "please..!" His voice strained again as his knocks become less harsh and soon the door is almost silent only sniffles and hitches of breath are heard from outside the door.

You trudge your feet along the ugly patterned carpet slowly making your way to the door taking the chain from the door lock and unhooking it to slowly pressing down on the handle letting the door click open as your shaky hand pulls it open.

Tears still falling down your cheeks as your bottom lip quivers and your hands shiver from the guilt that now hits you like a bus as your own red ringed ready eyes meet his own red ringed ready eyes. 

"I...I'm so-"

You sentence was only cut off directly as his arms pull you towards his chest closely and his hands holding onto your pyjamas softly his touch soft and gently as he holds you in his arms, his head resting on your shoulder as he lets out breathily cry's.

"Why...why didn't you open the door!" He painfully asks, his hands beginning to shake from his crying as he holds you close to his form. "Why..." his voice strains.

"Why are you crying...? Y/n...please...I don't ever want you to hide from me like this again!" Strained and croaky he lifts his head up his eyes meeting yours as tears slip down his cheeks.

"Your pain is my pain! I don't ever want to see you hurt...!" He chokes out but your view becomes blurry as the tears fill your eyes and you only now take the chance to wrap your frail arms around him and burry your face in his shoulder.

"I never showed you because I didn't want you to be upset!" Your voice muffled from your face buried in his shoulder.

"Oh y/n..." He exhales, his arms growing tighter around you as he moves into your room slowly still holding you and closing the door behind himself with his foot.

He gently bends down and lifts you up quickly taking you over towards the bed, placing your ready self on it as he crouches down in front of you, his hands placed gently on your cheeks wiping away your tears that slip from your eyes.

"What made you cry...?" His voice gently and soft as his last tears stain his cheeks.

Your eyes drift over to the tv that's still rolling as the reporters now answer fans questions and assumptions, your ears shutting out their voices as Namjoons gaze follows your own himself now getting up slowly and moving towards the tv, turning it off immediately.

"Please don't watch things that aren't true. I know it's tempting it really is, but it's made that way purposely to upset people..." his eyes now meeting yours as he comes over gently taking your shaky hands in his, "so please don't watch lies."

You nod agreeing to his request but tears just keep slipping from your eyes.

"But I hurt you...!" You cry out, "it's true I did! Your..your so amazing! And you deserve someone who isn't me!" You now whisper shout out your thoughts, your burning eyes meeting his own.

"....Im sorry for hurting you! I'm so very sor-" Your croaky strained voice was stopped mid sentence as your lips feel the soft touch of someone else's lips.

Your eyes grow in size as you feel huge butterfly's fill your stomach his hands tighten around yours and he pulls you closer to him, his lips soft and gently against yours.

Before he pulls away gently, a smile growing on his cheeks that lights up His face.

"I love you y/n, you could never hurt me." His words now the only things that ring in your ears as your heart felt like it was going to explode.

He kissed you.

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This was cute, so very very cute and I loved this chapters so much.

I hope you all did as well.

So now you all know why your character was so 'happy' for the past few chapters lmao I'm sorry!!!

Anyways! I was thinking of laying out my chapters a little so from now on you will all receive a little gif at the end of chapters!

Here are some fishies!

Hope to see you in the next chapter my little teapots! Love you!