•Taehyungs' POV•
Since I didn't really know how to express my feelings to anyone about my situation with Namjoon, I turned to another method.
A journal.
It helps me express my feelings about everything, as if I'm talking to a person who doesn't exist.
No judgement. No hate. No comments back.
It had been a few weeks since I talked to him late that night, and I had already filled up half of the notebook with my thoughts and feelings. I kept it hidden under my mattress, and I knew nobody would look there so it's the safest place I could think of. If anyone found it, especially Namjoon, I think I would die.
Picking up the remote, I flicked through the channels on my TV in my bedroom. We had a lot of time off, since we just finished our tour. It was getting dark out. There were a few soft knocks at the door, and I looked up to see Jimin standing there, all dressed up.
"Hey, the guys and I are heading out to the bar. You sure you don't wanna come? Nothings wrong, right?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure. And I'm fine, I'm just kinda tired." I lied. I honestly just didn't wanna go out, especially if everyone was dressed up.
God, just imagining Namjoon in his suit.. fitting perfectly on his body, showing how much control he has-
"Earth to Tae?" Jimin waved his hand in front of my face, making me snap back into reality.
"Huh?" I asked.
"I said we'll see you later." He said. I nodded. "You sure you're okay?" He asked.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Go and have fun." I said. He stood there for a second, before nodding and walking out. After a few moments, I heard the front door shut, and then silence. Everyone was gone. I sighed in relief, pulling out my notebook to write on the next page.
Entry #47:
Every page I write gets harder each time. Now he's wearing suits. What is he trying to do to me? I mean, I've had a crush on him forever, but I tried to push those feelings away. But then that one night made it all come flooding back. I guess I just need him more than I thought.. I don't wanna be his friend. I don't wanna be just his boyfriend. I wanna be something more. Just.. his. It's crazy, yes, but.. I just have this urge to be claimed by him. He drives me insane, and part of me is starting to crave him.
Let's hope I can hold on.
I closed my notebook, slipping it back under my bed. I rubbed my eyes and pulled the comforter over my body after flicking my lamp off. I closed my eyes softly, drifting off into a needed sleep.
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~Bella
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