tae in his diary:
15 June 2001
Dear Diary,
The past few days have been strange. Quiet. I'm not avoiding people, but I feel different. My usual self seems distant, almost like I'm walking around in a fog. Jimin noticed, of course—he always notices. He's been my best friend for so long, and he knows me better than anyone.
And today... well, today he asked.
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*Jimin's POV*
Tae was pulling away. I could see it in the way he smiled less, the way his usual energy dimmed, becoming almost invisible. Before Jungkook entered his life, Tae was quieter, more introverted. But Jungkook had brought something out of him—an ease, a spark. When Tae and I hung out after that, it wasn't just the two of us anymore. Jungkook was part of it, and honestly, I was happy to see Tae so light, so alive.
But lately, Tae had been hanging out with me more than Jungkook. It was like something had shifted between them, and the tension was impossible to miss. I didn't want to push, but today, we were at my house, and I couldn't hold back any longer.
"Tae," I said, keeping my tone casual. "Yeah?" he responded, not looking up from the magazine he was flipping through.
"I've wanted to ask you something for days, but I didn't know if I should." He glanced at me, slightly raising his eyebrow. "Jiminie, you're my bestie. You can ask me anything."
"Will you really answer me honestly?" I leaned forward, trying to catch his eyes. Tae chuckled. "Of course, dumbass."
I took a deep breath, bracing myself. "What happened between you and Jungkook?" He froze, the air around us thickening with unspoken tension. His fingers paused on the page of the magazine, and for a moment, I thought he wouldn't answer.
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Tae in Diary:
When Jimin asked me what happened between Jungkook and me, I felt a rush of emotions hit me all at once. I wanted to tell him everything—the kiss, the confusion, the frustration. I wanted to spill it all out, let him know how conflicted I was, but... something held me back. Maybe I wasn't ready to admit it all yet, even to myself.
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"It's nothing," I muttered, but even I didn't believe my own words. Jimin narrowed his eyes at me, unimpressed. "Man, you've gotta be kidding me... Are you serious right now?"
I couldn't look at him, but I could feel his eyes burning into me. "Tae, you call me your bestie!" Jimin sounded almost hurt, like I was betraying some unspoken pact between us.
I sighed deeply, feeling the weight of his concern. "Jimin, you know how manipulative you are?"
He rolled his eyes dramatically, his voice rising in mock indignation. "Ohhh, now I'm manipulative? Huh?"
I groaned, but before I could say anything else, his expression shifted. He looked at me seriously, his playful tone gone. "Tae, I'm serious. Tell me what's wrong. I'm your best friend."
His words hit me harder than I expected. I sighed again, but this time, it felt like I was letting go of something heavy. He deserved the truth.
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Tae's Diary:
I told Jimin everything. Every detail of what happened between me and Jungkook. The kiss, my confusion, my fear of what it meant. And through it all, he listened. He didn't interrupt, didn't judge—just listened, the way only a best friend could. When I finished, I felt... lighter. Like finally getting the words out had taken some of the burden off my shoulders.
