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[ mostly dialogue ]

Kira's POV....

There was no day, or time i would think someone was still on this case. Let alone that someone being Namjoon. Who likes me. Who has lived in my house, slept in my bed. WENT ON VACATION WITH ME.

"....i should explain in person."

"Yeah, you better do something before i burn this and you with it!"
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He had came back over and sat on the living room couch looking as guilty as it gets.

"I um...well-"

"Words not pieces."

"Me and the boys all have side jibs we tend to for when we are too old to be idols or something happens to destory our voice."

"And."

"Mines is research. My recent project has been tied to you...and Vinnie."

"Why, do they know you know me?"

"No not at all. Plus this is pretty big and knowing you was just-"

"A bonus? YOU THINK IM JUST EXTRA NOTES?! AN EXPERIMENT?!"

"Im not a scientist i don't do experiments."

"Okay so Vinnie is out, and someone has to take the blame. Im assuming you're trying to tie it to me being guilty."

"No-"

"Tell the truth RM! i barely know you right now are you here to prove me guilty OR NOT!"

He sits back and sighs, running his hands through his hair. "...not."

"Well that sounds like a lie."

"Well it's not, i thought we were at least friends."

"No, not anymore. You're not supposed to know anything of my past! FRIENDS DONT FUCKING LIE. WHY DO YOU WANNA GET TO KNOW ME, WHAT IS IT ABOUT ME THAT DRAWS YOU TO ME OTHER THAN THIS DAMN RESEARCH."

"EVERYTHING, your smell , your voice, your smile, your lips, THE WAY YOU LOOK AT ME LIKE YOU WANT TO FEEL SOMETHING. I can handle this please...for once, why won't you trust me."

"Trust you? everything about you makes me not want to trust you."

"I've never hurt you; i would never hurt you kira. I'm not vinnie."

".....just because you know about him, doesn't mean you throw him up in my face."

This isn't how it's supposed to go. Who's behind this, and why are they after me. I haven't done anything. She's not gone because of me.

"...Kira?"

My eyes started to sting and i rushed upstairs straight to the box he 'hid'. He was right behind me but by the time he got to the door it was too late to save anything.

TELL THEM

*rip*

TO MIND

*rip*

THEIR GOT DAMN BUSINESS!

I continued to rip and tear at everything he had in it. Saving the few papers i kept in my pocket earlier. I don't need saving from some stranger. I can handle it myself.

"Please no!"

You should've picked a better subject to study.

"Great no more papers. Do you feel better destroying what proved you innocent."

"It doesn't, i read it all. You forgot something, and i'm not telling you because im not going back."