Dear Neighbour

→ THIRTEEN

"You know your pick up lines has been helping me quite a lot, lately"

Jin smiled at the little girl, yes it's little Jihye. he talked to this sweet girl everyday ever since they met on that park bench. Every 4 in the afternoon, little Jihye would sit here on this bench and Seokjin somehow just did the same thing as well, waiting for the little girl to sit beside him, it was their spot, and they were friends.

"Really? You want another one?"

Jihye laughed her chubby cheeks making her eyes look even smaller than they already do.

“Yes, please"

**

Seokjin walked back to the complex with yet another one of those cheesy pick-up lines to write for Namjoon. He is definitely smitten over the man who didn't even know he existed. He liked seeing Namjoon's dimpled smile, he looks absolutely breath-taking to him. He sometimes would find himself in awe as he imagined Namjoon talking to him with that charming smile on his face.

Jin would always wait for Namjoon to come home to his apartment as he watches from under one of the trees that were growing in front of the complex building. He just liked how Namjoon looks so hot whenever he comes home with dishelved hair and loosened tie around his neck.

He liked how Namjoon would always adjust his wrist watch before stepping into the elevator. He loved -wait loved? And Seokjin realized how he was just standing in front of his apartment door the whole time. Thinking about the things he loved about Namjoon and his quirks. Seokjin smiles and goes into his apartment. He knows that it was 12am (he saw the clock in the lobby), but he wasn't tired at all.

He wanted to go out again, so he did.

He walked out of the complex and walked to the park again. He just loved that place so much, he has been hanging out there ever since his death.

"Oh, right I'm dead"

Jin laughed sadly, these past couple days his desire to leave this world so soon kind of...faltered? Lessened? Maybe because he knew he would miss his friends? Maybe because he had grown attached to his apartment?

He lived there for seven years, all his adult memories were practically made in that complex or maybe..just maybe it was because of Namjoon?

Seokjin smiled at the thought of Namjoon, man! Did he want to kiss Namjoon and cuddle with him every time he comes home knackered. Cook for him, give Namjoon good massages to ease his tensed muscles. He just wanted Namjoon to himself but there were two hindrances for Seokjin.

He's dead

The dude doesn't even look like he'd be gay

He sighed and stopped in his tracks and sat on his and Jihye's park bench yet again, breathing in the fresh night air of Seoul. He was so deep into his thoughts that he didn't notice a person sit beside him until this person spoke..

"You still have unfinished business too, huh?"

Jin snapped his head to his side and saw this man beside him, with eyes closed resting his head against the back of the bench, letting the breeze blow off his hair from his forehead.

He was just like Jin.

"Yeah, I still got five things to do. What's your name?"

Jin chuckled kicking the small stones at his feet.

"I'm Hoseok"