"They say when you love someone, you'll do anything in the world for them. Even break the rules of love, in some cases..."
|ψ|Book 1: Purity || j.jungkook
|ψ|Smutty 18+ content
|ψ|Angst
|♕|Cover created by @lantic ♡
|ψ|Sorry Folks, new username.
Namjoon didn't come to Songwriting because he had another meeting with BigHit. So, I decided to see how well I could write a song by myself. It only took me forty five minutes to write, and I decided on the title 'Coffee'. I just finished assigning lines to each member, imaging the harmony of their voices together.
I turned around in my seat as I heard the door open and close with a metallic click. Namjoon waved, walking towards me. I smiled brightly at his presence, holding up my notebook. I just knew he'd be proud at me for trying. Even if it sucked ass.
"Hey!" I flipped to the first page. "Look at this song I just wrote!"
He took the notebook from me, reading over to the rap solos and choruses. A smile began to slowly form on his lips. OH SHIT— HE LIKES IT?
"I like this," He flipped the page. "I'll add it to the album."
"Seriously?!" Holy shit. Dumbfounded.
"Yeah (Y/N), you got talent," He hyped.
Ahhhh, I love him.
"Speaking to which, I finally added Cypher pt. 1 into the playlist," He handed my notebook back to me.
I put the notebook in my backpack and zipped it up, sipping it on my shoulders.
"Hey, guess what," Joonie poked my shoulder.
"Uh? What?"
"Yoongi–ahh got laid for the first time in over a year last night," Joonie laughed.
I gasped sharply, "WHA-WHAT?"
Why the fuck do I care? Fuck these hormones.
"Chill," He chuckled. "It was some innocent girl, named Yuki."
Gentle princess. Most basic anime name.
"I've gotta see this for myself," I chuckled, leaving the room just as the dismissal bell rang.
I walked carefully through the crowded hallway, looking around for blonde headed Yoongi. I know he'd just left dance practice so I headed towards that hallway.
I gasped lightly as I spotted him. I hid behind a corner, eyeing him from across the hallway. It's true. We was holding hands with...
Her.
The girl that was at my locker the other day.
Well damn.
I'm actually happy for him. He needed to move on from me and stop being so depressed. At least he's himself again.
But Jeez... is it normal for me to feel slightly... what's the word I'm looking for? It's not jealousy. Jealousy is when you want someone that's not yours. I want what's already mine. It just slightly angers me that he claimed love for me, and then gets with a girl the second the chance came.
On second thought, I shouldn't care. It's great that Min Yoongi isn't depressed over a girl like me. A fuckup. But I'm happy, because I've come a long, long way.
But one thing messes it all up each time.
The thought of Min Yoongi.
But I'm not jealous. Jealousy is wanting someone that's not yours. I don't want him.
But I don't want him to want her. She's... suspiciously allot like Hajin. I feel she's destined to be another chapter in the book of my life, And I doubt my character will survive that chapter.
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