Hoseok pov
Iam watching y/n, who is busy with her work.
It's been days, since we had a time like this.

"Are you starring at me?"
She asked, i coughed awkwardly
"No-um-Not at all."
I stated, to gain a chuckle from her.

Omg!She looks ethereal! Her beauty is beyond my imagination. I can see this girl everyday, with the same crazy heart of mine.

"Can i ask you something?"
I asked, she nodded her head

"Well, it's about Namjoon. Why did you guys got seperated?"
Yes!finally i asked that. She doesn't look happy to hear his name.

"Time is very important.You know what? It's the greatest thing a person expects. I only wanted that, and he only priotized his desire. Didn't even cared to see my efforts."
She stated, her eyes are getting teary.

"My father is also like Namjoon. He didn't had time for me and my mom. That's not because he doesn't loves us, but to give us more luxury and happiness. He was too late to understand that, the luxury and happiness is lays with his time. His presence is our luxury and happiness. Sometimes i think that i wish, i could understand my father and appriciate his effort for my family, instead of judging and hating on him. Listen to his side, atleast once."
I stated that, because i had seen his(Namjoon's) love for her. The way his eyes got teary to see her ignoring him.

"Namjoon will come to the rooftop café, it's your decision, whether to go or not.Tomorrow is our final day to submit the portrait."
I made her remember.

"Don't you going to see the picture?"
She asked me. I smiled
"I know it will be wonderful."
I stated before leaving from there.

Y/n sat there, by thinking about the thing Hoseok mentioned.

Time skip

Namjoon's pov
I was on my way to the icu, to see one of my father's friend, in behalf of him.

I greeted and gave some necessary things to the friend before leaving from there.

On my way back, i met one familiar figure. I followed that figure.

"Hey!Mr. Jung!"
I called out, Hoseok turned back.
I noticed one paper in his hand, I made my way towards him.

"Hi there. It's been a while."
He stated
"Why did you told y/n to meet me?"
I asked
"Did she told you?"
He asked, i shook my head as 'No'
"She asked me to meet. I guessed it."
I stated, ofcourse i knew he is the one behind this.

"Why are you doing this? To earn empathy?"
I asked, he smiled bitterly.
"No. Just love. As i told you, i love her. I want her to feel safe in this world. Iam sure that, you will make her safe around you."

He chuckled, "Iam seeing the end. My heart wouldn't allow me to live."

He stated bitterly.

To be continued.

(Well a small chapter)