diary

THREE

chapter three

a few days later, the seven of them just got back from the company where they practiced for their wings tour.

jimin went in first and he skimmed at yoongi's bed to find out what's the notebook's whereabouts. he also skimmed around near the bed, he even crouched to look below his bed. but being unlucky, he hasn't seen it.

he frowned and immediately throws himself to his bed as he saw his other bandmates walk in laughing and talking about stuff. he saw yoongi with the black notebook in his hands and smirked.

damn it. himin said in his mind just rolling his eyes. i think he knew. he thought again but pushing the thought out of his head and thinks for another plan and starts staring at the ceiling again.

"didn't thought you'll go for it." yoongi said, already sitting on the edge of jimin's bed. jimin looked at him with shock but it faded after a while and smiled. "you smile a lot."

"i thought you're already used to it?" jimin asked. the fact that he's with yoongi for almost four years.

"i think everyone is used to it." everyone also thinks your smile is cute. yoongi pursed his lips.

"i want to read your diary." jimin suddenly said.

"it's not a diary, it's a notebook where I write music." yoongi rolled his eyes and sat cross legged.

jimin immediately took the notebook out of yoongi's hands while yoongi did the same, they fought and didn't care even if yoongi is on top of jimin.

"give it to me you brat." yoongi spats, but didn't meant to call him brat, he's just threatning him to give the notebook back.

jimin smiled wide, his eyes being crescents and he pulled the notebook from yoongi again, but ofcourse he won't let go. he exchanged places with Yoongi and now he's on top of him.

yoongi smirked and lets go of the notebook causing jimin to fall off the bed, head first and he squealed. yoongi just smiled at the sight his gums showing and grabbed the notebook.

"no, hyung!" jimin yelled, his voice so high. he grabbed Yoongi's leg so he also fell groaning.

"ya! stop fighting!" jin suddenly butts in their small fight, his hands placed on his hips. "now stand up and explain things to me."

the two of them stood up and yoongi sat on his bed secretly sticking his tongue out for jimin. jimin also sticked his, fighting like children.

jin glared at jimin. "why me?" jimin asked whimpering.

"explain." as Jin said that, the two of them starts talking at the same time. jin just rubbed his temple and groaned throwing his head back. "you know what? nevermind, fight if you want to." he left the two of them confused.

jimin and yoongi just glared at each other until it became a look and a stare which changed into a long eye contact.

yoongi smirked after a few minutes mumbling, "idiot." he looked away and went to do his business.

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