another thing that has been bugging you...

the words trailed in Namjoon's mind as soon as you said it. like a broken record, the words kept on repeating. his eyes blinked as he felt your hands cupping his face, making him locked his gaze on you.

namjoon chuckled, as he saw your droopy eyes, trying to concentrate. "you know what, your eyes held a lot of things, that you don't want other to know." your words slurred.

what does she mean?  he thought.

namjoon felt his face being stretched down, as you let go of your hands, pulling his cheeks down together. you then took a bottle of soju, and shoved it in front of his face. gladly, he grabbed the bottle and pour it in his glass.

one shot.

two shots.

three shots, were shoved into his throat, and he felt great, most of all free. "you know what, you are... right." his mind began to trail off, remembering the days from when he was truly happy to the days, when he began to feel low. the feeling of shutting himself out from the world.

he didn't know why he felt that, you were comfortable to talk to begin with. he felt like, everything's going to be okay with you. everything will be fine with you, that both of you, can make it through.

"those eyes, i know those eyes." you cut him off. "hurt...shattered..." you said, one by one, slurring, giving out a sad smile. somehow those words, struck his heart, because a part of it was true.

"that eyes, i still have it, whenever i look at myself in front of the mirror." you stopped, chuckling. "somehow i've mastered in covering the hurt within me." you blurted.

you cupped his face again, and running both of your thumbs slightly below his eyes. your thumbs moved further up, to smoothen the crease of his forehead. "the frown on your face..." you ran your thumbs again. "you don't deserves this." pushing yourself up from the seat, you closed the distance between both of you. 

namjoon, smiled at your words. at the back of his mind, he wondered if you are really tipsy. as much as he wanted you to be sober, your words were slurring. not that he his sober himself, but he thought that, his mind aren't totally hazy. whether it's because of the alcohol or just him hallucinating, he felt a smooch on his forehead.