the blue notebook | jikook

think

it's been two days.

two days since jimin's pretty blue notebook disappeared.

with all his confessional poems.

and jimin is anything but happy about that.

his chest tightens as he exhales, a messy breath he didn't know he was holding back in the middle of art history lecture.

with his round head and round eyes lazily hanging, he yawns from the second bench. he's trying to relax, just a little, before he can properly search high and low for his diary.

that is, until his bubble is disrupted by an abrupt and welcomed presence, a rather handsome one too.

jungkook.

"and stay out." the professor announces, irked about the fact that jungkook has a hard time showing up to class on time, more than just twice.

the tall one stops in his tracks and rubs the back of his head, only partially annoyed.

"eyes to your textbook, mr. park." the professor states, obviously noting jimin's wandering gaze.

jungkook leaves, unbothered by the immensely boring class.

a deep shade of orange crawls to jimin's cheeks.

shit.

he thinks and wonders if the brunette heard anything. he wishes it wasn't the case.

and with the diary being the last thing on his mind now, he doodles the word 'jjk' on the bottom of his textbook with a shameless smile.